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The end of a love, a muse, and a Poet's journey

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This is a chapter from an epic poem a novel I am writing it is a rough piece Grammer and punctuation are minimal..

The end of love, a muse, and a poets journey

That very first time that I ever saw you I knew
right then that one day you and I would be
together in one-way shape or form, then from
that night of our first kiss the very one which
caused a spark to fly causing our fires to rage
out of control especially down below in our
place of heated passion that has at one time
or another burned hotter than any sun ever
known even as our two pounding hearts melted
from the sheer heat that was rising from
the sheets than in the blink of an eye nothing
at all until coming to an abrupt end by your
hand and your hand alone, causing our souls
to disconnect while they became lost and
confused in all of the chaos that ensued as they
were grieving over the loss of a lover and a
friend.

I know that we are definitely soulmates who
have only lost one another in a brutal war between
the powers of …

The War

In our lives that we all live at one time or another, we will become addicted to something or someone at least one time, it is that single battle that will decide the path we take until the end. Please I ask you if you know an addict or are one yourself there is light at the end of the tunnel, unfortunately, you or we and yes that is myself included are the only ones who are able to find it, you can have a million people fighting for you, but you yourself are the only one who can decide your fate......

My war still continues to this day....



"The War"

Every person who is born on this earth
has demons that live inside, it is a constant
battle through our life that we all must
fight just to stay alive, every decision that
we make is something that we ourselves
control, so choose wisely and with just
cause they battle us for our soul, the
war between both good and evil just so
you can understand, is with good from
God and the angels above and the evil
that is born from man, this w…

Realization of living all alone

My friend, lover, family, muse, and more I bid you ado and godspeed in your new journey. May your path be pure and Poetry fill your heart and all of the ink that I have ever written for you flow freely like your wild soul.

Realization of living all alone

Before you go I just needed you to
know that you have been the light
in my life of darkness the joy in a
life that has none and I am so very
blessed for the moments in time
that God had allowed us but I do
honestly, understand why you
feel that you must leave, you see,
my life today now seems as if
it is missing something very
important in it like the beating
of my heart as sadness now
has taken full control, as little
pieces of it are lost every day,
causing it to slowly start to fall
apart and the pain now has
become so unbearable that I just
sometimes want to take a knife
and cut it out, while all of the
memories of my painful past
play over and over constantly

A million shining lights

A million shining lights

As we were looking out the window
at all the stars tonight there must
have been about a million shining lights
from the reflection within her eyes, 
that's when I saw it the brightest one 
of all, shooting across the skies so 
bright a falling ember in the night 
so I closed my eyes thought real 
hard, took a deep breath as I made 
a wish when I opened up my eyes you
looked at me and smiled so I said "you
want to know what wish I wished for
don't you," then you shook her head yes
so I smiled back at her and I said while
I whispered ever so softly into your ear
"I want to stay the night right here next 
to you in this bed in your room and right 
here I want to lay always through forever 
making love every day to you like we 
were leaving never coming back home 
then when Monday morning comes 
around with the alarm going off, I will 
call in sick with the flu then pull all the 
sheets back up over me and you then 
start making love to you again until we 
become one…

singing the blues

Singing the blues

I am so tired of always crying
while inside of me it feels like I
am dying while my heart keeps
breaking and my soul is just
singing the blues, my mind is
always trying to find the reasoning
within the understanding of why
it is and how I can still be in love
with a person like you, causing
a crisis of confusion throughout
my heart, mind, and soul bringing
the chaos of all my emotions that
are beyond my control, which explains
why one second I am laughing and
one minute later I am crying never
knowing which way I should go,
I am drowning in a pool of emotions
with some, I never even knew I had
and now I am lost in the bed I made
for two, wondering why it is that I
cannot get over you then forget all
about you and move on so please
have a littl

Star crossed tragic lovers

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Written and Performed by Richard M Knittle Jr.



Little Kisses

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Little Kisses Written and Performed by Richard M Knittle Jr.

My Father's Son

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Until tomorrow never comes

Until tomorrow never comes. 
As the darkness of the night starts to now fall to the up coming light of day the moon begins slowly making love to the sun as they havewith each coming and going since before the dawn of man, until forever falls away, leaving an eternity go thenext day our two souls wereso completely intertwined andInterwoven through all of the many different fabrics of time holding on to one another so tightly never wanting to let goso afraid to be alone just as both of hearts start pounding as one together with a rhythmical melody of an eternity from a love that is sure to be one from the ages of all of the many yesterdays, even  today until the end of tomorrow never comes.
Poet Richard M Knittle Jr.A #Poets Journey

My father's son

My fathers son
As I sit here all alone in the dark
on this dirt floor I wonder if it is going
to be my unchangeable destiny to
become my fathers son, so full of
anger and disgust for not turning
out how he wanted me to be for in
his eyes I am a failure who could
never get it right, always shaking his
head when I come into his sight telling
my mother to ask me a question
while he is standing right there in
front of me " what the hell did
he do this time" then walking a way
making me feel so little like I just
committed a heinous crime against
humanity for just being born, causing
me to hate my life so now I just want to
get high picking up the pipe rolling it like
I am playing dice gambling with my life
watching my dreams being completely
destroyed as i watch the reflection of
my pitiful self against the backdrop
of all the rising smoke while drowning  in a sea of deep regret
and sorrow telling myself just tonight
and I will quit tomorrow but I never do
becau…

A Place Called Forever

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Written by: Richard M  Knittle Jr. and Mike Terry Performed by: Mike Terry

Timeless Beauty

Timeless Beauty

Your beauty is so timeless
a classic just like Marilyn Monroe,
her essences must of somehow
found you, so I just wanted you to
know. You have sparked a heat of
passion in me that will continue
to always burn, as your body
is so incredibly gorgeous its every
curve I now want to learn.
I write down my feelings just so
you can read exactly how I feel,
and as my words now leave your
sexy lips I want to feel your lips
on mine so a kiss we will soon seal.
Your skin is so soft and as pure white
as the newly fallen snow, you are
nothing less than a beautiful
princess in waiting whom I really
want to know. Yes, my dear, I am
a romantic who loves burning
candles everywhere watching you
in the light of the glow as I would treat
you as if you were a queen,