Long Quatrain Poems

Darkness and the light
A wrong and a right
Alone and in sight
God comes he will smite

I lost all I know
My pain it will grow
My thoughts they will slow
The rain water flow

A destination
Pure condensation
One observation
My confirmation

Two ways and one road
Two buttons one code
Two blizzards one cold
Two settings one mode

Fighting deep inside
All the things you tried
Completely fried
Access is denied

Monster or savior
What behavior ...

1 look
2 thoughts
3 dreams
4 locks
 
Truth hurts
You talk
Lies come
You walk
 
Time goes
The clock
You fly  
No flock
 
No door
You knock  
Afraid  
You balk  
 
A net
You're caught
The pain  
You fought  
 
The hate  
You brought
The life
You sought
 
The world
They taught
The path  
You got
 
The rope
The knot
The line
The dot
 
The sun
It's hot ...

Our simple noodles can bore me to a coma
but the female mind holds a beautiful aroma
It’s not that I won’t talk to men, some of them are cool
But it’s women, I adore, so this one is for you

Four of them, there are, lately on my brain
So I’ll spill them on this page in a quasi-type quatrain
I share romantic history with two and a half of them
a half that can’t be understood by the simplicity of men

First, there was Chelsea who’s also kind of been the last
An interesting dynamic, my present is my past
Fourteen years, it’s...