By Mark A. Leon Darkness spiraling out of control A punk nightmare; a blues dream We are all just stereotypes of a cliché A boilerplate script in… Read more “Darkness is a Punk Cliché – Original Poem”

By Mark A. Leon Can you hear me smile through the darkness of my tears? Don’t wake me up Don’t even try Don’t tear me from my… Read more “Don’t Wake Me Up – Original Poem”

By Mark A. Leon Old acquaintances never to be forgotten Flames burn for now in hopes until the end of time I remember them well The times… Read more “This is the Time to Remember – Original Poem”

By Mark A. Leon Watch the past rush before my eyes Hear the river brush my dreams away Something’s lost beneath the pain The rain is gonna… Read more “Burning Flame – Original Poem”

By Mark A. Leon The pillars have fallen Fallen from the sky High above the clouds, the stars, the heavenly skies Someday we’ll know Someday we’ll know… Read more “Someday We’ll Know – Original Poem”

By Mark A. Leon The longest mile is paved with uncertainty Roads, creatures, darkness and fright An abyss of possibility A risk of failed dreams These roads… Read more “Purpose is reason and love concocted by the universal mixologist – Original Poem”

Mark A. Leon Another year has come and gone Another winter spring and time It all comes back to you and I We need these moments, simple… Read more “We Need Each Other – Original Poem”