Vicious Cycle

Vicious Cycle

By Nomar Knight

Help!

I'm trapped

In a bubble of Silence

With no escape

In sight

No way out

Please!

Find a way

To shut out solitude

Guide me

Towards

Pure freedom

Now!

Thousands pounding

Stampeding and bleeding

Senseless violence

Greed

Endless weeping

Hurry!

Create a solution

Maddening cries

Hungry eyes

Die

Lack of food

Shit!

Tired of hearing

Empty promises

False hope

Lingers

Nothing changes

Help!

We're caught

In a vicious cycle

Power hungry

Fools

Control everything

 ©2011 Nomar Knight. All rights reserved.

A Knight Chills Poem.

Screams in the Night

Screams in the Night

By Nomar Knight

Waiting for an axe to fall

Sweat my sole companion

Suspicious whispers roamed the hall

Trapped in hell's canyon

Gripped mildewed walls

While I slid with trepidation

Black widows heeded call

Prompting my hesitation

But when whispers changed their tune

My heart pumped out of rhythm

As if crawling over wicked dunes

Couldn't let her be a victim

Screeching screams in the night

Inflated all lust for life

Had to make things right

Smashing door to save my wife

Deceit my eyes did see

For my maiden jumped with pleasure

She reached the O without me

Sacred spot ruined treasure

Pathetic pleas plastered in silence

Lost amidst orgasmic screams

Wicked wife took evil's guidance

Shattering all my hopes and dreams

With maddening fury I struck

A blow flashing righteous light

My sword sealed their luck

Forever joined by treacherous plight

Paid the devil his rent

A noose gripped deadly tight

Terrible sounds could not relent

Sordid screams reached new height

Not even hell's burning light

Could shut out despicable sight

Gripped reigns of fire tight 

Haunted by screams in the night 

©2011 Nomar Knight. All rights reserved.

A Knight Chills Poem.

Crazy Love

When love is not madness, it is not love. ~Pedro Calderon de la Barca

Interrupting my thoughts she said, “I’m crazy about you.” Ebony hair hung over her right eyebrow. “This love is intoxicating. I almost can’t breathe.”

As we rose to our feet and sauntered to a tree, Krystal hugged her bag describing what we had as suffocated love. Leaves sprinkled the scene with red, brown and yellow, some floating on our sneakers. – Excerpt from my story Suffocated Love published at Lit Fest Magazine

I do believe there’s a fine line between love and insanity. Obsession is one of my favorite forces that drives a good story line forward. I don’t believe in doing things half way. If you’re going to do something, give it your all. I suppose when you look at falling in love, in the beginning you may see things through rose colored glasses. We may easily overlook our mate’s imperfections, whether physical or mental, potentially opening up a window into deep trouble.

To truly know what’s inside the mind of our lover is to explore with open eyes all they have to offer. Sometimes we get caught up in the euphoria that is love and we risk drowning in a sea of surprises. As we all know, surprises are like coins, each side may represent something wonderful or painful. Imagine if a lover reveals an obsession which latches on to a terrible secret. Imagine if she will go through amazing lengths to answer some of the most intriguing mysteries of life and without your consent, drags you into a world where darkness animates terror into a heart-pounding reality for which escape is impossible.

Join me as two young lovers’ journey into a realm never before seen by man. Through Krystal’s lover, Alex, we discover just how far love transcends the limits of mortality and its intoxicating power which can reach beyond the intricacies of reality. Read this love scene from a dark angel's point of view in my book, Darkness Roams, here, and swim in the madness that is love.



Nomar Knight