My Remains

By Morgan Lupo

A small collection of dark poetry
not meant for the fainthearted.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris AU
• Release date: Apr 16, 2014
• ISBN: 9781499000061

Morgan Lupo

Author Biography coming up soon

Book preview

Lost

A petal from a rose,

Drifted onto your pillow.

Through the cold, lonely,

Open window.

Your music played,

With no one to listen.

It’s notes, now lost,

You used to whistle.

Your skin bled my tears,

Your light had gone out.

My world was lost,

Without a doubt.

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Night Butterflies

Flutter by nights,

Flimsy in the breeze.

A simple gesture,

Could end your life with ease.

As you gaze,

At the endless silver sky,

Two tiny holes,

Will seep and seep.

Thy lonely endings,

Bleed you dry.

Tracing skulls with children’s crayons,

Stretching outwards for your inners,

We all take pleasure in thinking—

They are the only sinners.

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My Remains

I’ve been dealing in the art of veins,

None of them my own.

I’ve been blinded by the light of day,

Where my lies are overgrown.

Something there poisoned my soul,

Where I stored all my regrets.

Something there swallowed me whole,

When I started to forget.

I sit here but I’m not the same,

Not the same face that you knew.

I left my scarred and jaded remains,

Back in the past with you.

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Starved

Sallow and sweet,

Is the face that I meet.

Poking and bare,

Are the bones that must