This is just a collection of some of the poems I’ve written over the years, about the many emotions, dreams, desires, and destinies inherent to existing in this world. I write about the many ways the world around us affects us and how we in turn affect it.

This is just a place where I keep some of the poetry I’ve written over the years. Some of it is about me, some of it is about my friends, family, and loved ones. Some of it is about people I’ve never met. Some of it is about stories I’ve heard over the course of my life. There are many themes throughout, but the tying theme is universal equality and true liberation.

Exactly what the title says.

This will be all of my poetry, from contests, other sites, and just whatever, all in one easy, accessible spot!

Enjoy <3

Discover the poignant reflections of Aiken Dao in his first poetry collection, "Hey December." This book delves into the depths of memory, homecoming, and the bittersweet passage of time through the lens of the year's final month. Aiken takes readers on a heartfelt journey from the enchantment of childhood Decembers, filled with snow, cherished traditions, and family warmth, to the complex emotions of adulthood, where the simple joys of the past become distant memories.

As life propels him forward, away from the familiar comforts of home in pursuit of dreams and ambitions, Aiken contemplates the essence of home, belonging, and the sacrifices made for a greater purpose. "Hey December" is not just a collection of poems but a reflection on life's fleeting nature, the pursuit of happiness, and the quest for meaning amidst the inevitable changes.

Through his evocative poetry, Aiken explores the significance of the connections we cherish, the concept of home that evolves with us, and the relentless search for fulfilment. Join him on this introspective journey as he seeks to uncover the truths hidden within the days of December, offering readers a glimpse into the profound mysteries of life and the beauty of rediscovering what truly matters.

Just some poetry I’ve written, or, other things (of the sort) that I’m not quite sure are poetry but I don’t know how else to classify. Enjoy!

(hopefully I find a better name for this soon haha)

As the name says, a collection of poems i have written

"Introduction"

In the shadowed recesses of the human experience, where the cacophony of raw emotion meets the silence of existential dread, there lies a realm that music dares to tread—a realm where the visceral intensity of Death Metal, the mechanized heartbeat of Industrial Metal, the haunting depths of Black and Doom Metal, and the aggressive velocity of Thrash Metal converge. It is from this dark confluence that "Darkbloom" emerges, a collection of poems that seeks to capture the essence of these powerful musical forces and channel their unrelenting energy into the written word.

This anthology is not merely an homage to the genres that inspire it; it is a pilgrimage through the labyrinthine corridors of the psyche, a descent into the abyss where light is devoured by shadow and where the soul is laid bare, screaming and triumphant. Each poem within these pages is a ritual, an incantation spun from the threads of the most primal human emotions—rage, despair, longing, and the lust for transcendence.

"Darkbloom" is a testament to the beauty found in darkness, the order in chaos, and the harmony in dissonance. It is a journey through the night that promises no dawn, yet offers glimpses of an otherworldly luminescence that can only be perceived by those who dare to look beyond the veil of the mundane.

The verses contained herein are not for the faint of heart. They are the screams of the damned, the whispers of the forgotten, and the battle cries of the defiant. Each line is a scar etched upon the parchment by the clawed hand of introspection, each stanza a chapter in the saga of the human condition.

As you immerse yourself in "Darkbloom," let the darkness envelop you like a shroud. Feel the pulse of the double bass, the screech of the guitar, the guttural growls, and the piercing screams as they resonate within the chambers of your soul. Allow the industrial hammering to become your heartbeat, the doleful melodies your breath, and the searing lyrics your guiding light through the uncharted territories of your own depths.

Welcome to "Darkbloom," where the petals of beauty unfurl in the night, and the thorns of truth pierce the veil of illusion. Here, in the confluence of metal and verse, find the courage to confront the darkness and the strength to let it transform you.

High on happiness Much love ✌🏻✌🏻

The sky ablaze with a sunset's fiery glowWow, whispers the heart at nature's artColors blend and dance in perfect harmonyA masterpiece painted across the horizonA baby's first steps, wobbling and uncertainWow, laughs the soul at life's tender momentsThe pure joy in tiny triumphs and big smilesA new chapter beginning with each tentative stepThe roar of a waterfall cascading downWow, echoes the spirit at raw, untamed powerNature's force on full display, untamed and freeA reminder of the wild and untamed within us allThe stars twinkle in the midnight skyWow, hums the mind at the vastness of the universeMillions of lights shining in the darknessA cosmic dance that mesmerizes and enchantsThe first notes of a favorite songWow, sings the body as the music takes holdMelodies and rhythms that speak to the soulA symphony of emotions evoked with each chordThe embrace of a loved one after time apartWow, whispers the being at the warmth and connectionA moment of pure love and understandingAn affirmation of the power of human connection

I'm new hereLost in this unfamiliar placeFaces blur into a sea of strangersAnd I struggle to find my place

The air feels differentThe language unfamiliar on my tongueEvery step is a dance of uncertaintyAs I navigate this new world

But amidst the chaosI find moments of clarityA kind smile, a guiding handWelcoming me into this foreign land

I'm new hereBut I carry the weight of my pastIt shapes me, molds meInto someone ready to embrace the unknown

The fear slowly fadesAs I find my footingAnd I begin to weave my storyInto the fabric of this new home

A poem I randomly came up with. Enjoy!

Just some old poems I wrote.