-And this is how you’ll always find us after Diana Khoi Nguyen The day was dark and futile My heart a wrecking ball John resting in the loo Overlooked and looking for a second point of view This is how she found us the past…

You look so pretty, even unconscious. Your life has been been complicated by choices your own and others you depended upon. I am hoping heaven’s gate looks as welcoming as this image. leading you home with a well lit, clearly marked path. Some of your…

This Wealth Means Death To some this orange hue is welcome A lovely bloom in spring A confident orange blossom That wealth and happiness does bring But to me this bloom means death The stamen causes allergies As fierce as tiger’s claws The petals poison…

Goodbye my love, and farewell I love you, I really do, I rest easy knowing that’s true But it was not meant to be Our fates took you far from me I love you, I really do, But thanks to time, cruel mistress, I am…

I have raised far more than razed, the dead At night they call and I must heed, the deep Necromantic dread. For none who lived and Recall the life which brought them sorrow Are content with ash and soil, threatened By the afterlife’s turmoil. And…

Dear mummy It’s been sixteen years with out you I miss you each day as if think of the lovely times I wish you were here to see how far I have come The memories of your laughter i hold on to Your personality i…

Rapunzel they called him,  Rapunzel he was, A prince to some, a common son of a baker to others But they never asked him where he came from. His golden locks were too distracting, His soft features confusing He often sent suitors weeping when they…

A man stood beneath the tree, Waiting it seemed, for me His gaze was soft as diamond His mood as light as iron He had been waiting for me But why beneath this tree?   This tree was like most around it Red leaves and…

Why is my crown so garish, With spikes and thorns and so, My face rotting and disintegrating, My eyes the colour of blood. Why am I dressed in capes, And long gowns kissing the floor, The grey faded and old, A rusty scythe in my…

Once upon a knock that came to my door One that I answered before I could implore Who stood there in cloak with dagger But the one that we all dread that backstabber He promised me life, long with hope But he came tonight saying…