My name is Aaron Lynn, I am 18 years old and poetry is my greatest passion. Common themes in my poetry: Emotional distress, horror, social/political criticism. My greatest influences are mainly Poe and Dickinson. They both have a very natural sense of rhythm which I admire. I'm also heavily influenced by Michael Gira for his bizarre and abstract themes. My goal as a poet is to provoke thought and ... more »
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Aaron Lynn Poems
Addicted To The Search
There you stand again, Your lust for youth outweighs your guilt. You'll stack it up and watch it fall, Then turn away from all you've built.
Eclipse of Moths
Seekers of the light Charred by the flare of it's aura Swirling in nocturnal reverie In ecstatic pursuit of thy prominence
The aureole shatters Realigning itself The glory rescinded The deficiency revealed
Fear Of Death
Perhaps you feel as I do, But empathy clouds no one's fate. It's cold hands will smother us all, Regardless of alliance or faith.
Dispose Of Your Mind
Please dispose of your mind. Oh, please! Dispose of your mind! Gather it's contents and toss it aside. Don't worry! Dispose of your mind!
All I've Done
I stare into the glass, I see no answers there. The frost has settled in Once again...
Candles In The Rain
If either of us truly cared As much as we both claimed,
There is no tyrant quite like feeling. A bondage that cannot be released.
Breathing A New Chapter
I open up the book and blow the dust off of the page. Remove every trace of cobwebs, because I feel a coming change. A light within the darkness, a calming shift in violent winds Finding me with open arms, as together we ascend.
The profoundest of all truths, The absolute pinnacle of irony Is that the man who pillaged cities Who carved out his own world
I breathe... I breathe...
I Feel A Power
I've seen the sun rise. I've witnessed it's fall. From the frigid to the scalding. I can't pinpoint whats beyond.
New Order of the Ages
Novus ordo seclorum Pollute the ignorant with verity Novus ordo seclorum Unlock deceived minds
Look into these mirrors. What do you behold?
Comments about Aaron Lynn
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Edgar Allan Poe
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Addicted To The Search
There you stand again,
Your lust for youth outweighs your guilt.
You'll stack it up and watch it fall,
Then turn away from all you've built.
You cannot be that ignorant
Of what I've come to trace.
Your boots drip blood of dormant hearts
You've crippled in your wake.
Perhaps it is my jealously
Of numbness mending all your scars.
Or maybe its my utter contempt
For everything you are.
You're addicted to the search,
I see beyond the muse you spout.
You loved him more than your own life,
Then fanned the flame, and stomped it out.