Submissions by AerynSun
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
LOVE... who knows?
The chanting of his love is perpetual, but
not once it can harmonize
the melody SHE’s singing.
The devotion he offers is red-hot as the sun. -But
The impression of her eyes towards him is as cold as the moon.
In what way the sun and the moon can intertwine?
In what way?..
The best of love is to be loved.
The bitterness is to love…
…without a drop of love in return.
How lovely to perceive the man’s love for a worthy woman… and
How pity to watch him passionately embracing the air.
Maybe that is love…
so powerful that even decades...
not once it can harmonize
the melody SHE’s singing.
The devotion he offers is red-hot as the sun. -But
The impression of her eyes towards him is as cold as the moon.
In what way the sun and the moon can intertwine?
In what way?..
The best of love is to be loved.
The bitterness is to love…
…without a drop of love in return.
How lovely to perceive the man’s love for a worthy woman… and
How pity to watch him passionately embracing the air.
Maybe that is love…
so powerful that even decades...
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BLUE MONDAY
Electrified by the thought of you,
as this cold pavement kisses
my bare, naked feet.
Noises of the people,
I can hear.
Loneliness buried inside,
I can feel.
You were gone just yesterday,
But for me, it’s been forever!
Everyday my longing heart
is growing.
But today, my heart is
simply dying.
Oh what a Blue Monday!
The sun is high,
Yet it’s not enough to brighten
my clouded heart.
Oh what a Blue Monday!
...
as this cold pavement kisses
my bare, naked feet.
Noises of the people,
I can hear.
Loneliness buried inside,
I can feel.
You were gone just yesterday,
But for me, it’s been forever!
Everyday my longing heart
is growing.
But today, my heart is
simply dying.
Oh what a Blue Monday!
The sun is high,
Yet it’s not enough to brighten
my clouded heart.
Oh what a Blue Monday!
...
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Agony (stage 1)
Thankful to know you,
am I?
Maybe regretful
that I’ve ever laid eyes on you.
You are undeniably beautiful
and I am so dumbfounded.
Have I forgotten my starting point?
Hatred is where I planted your presence,
Yet you grew inside my cold heart;
Tearing every part of it,
And delivering it into a heat
I can’t resist.
I swear
I don’t wanna be in your battlefield!
For defeat awaits me;
You hold my heart.
You are strong enough to destroy me.
How to hate a...
am I?
Maybe regretful
that I’ve ever laid eyes on you.
You are undeniably beautiful
and I am so dumbfounded.
Have I forgotten my starting point?
Hatred is where I planted your presence,
Yet you grew inside my cold heart;
Tearing every part of it,
And delivering it into a heat
I can’t resist.
I swear
I don’t wanna be in your battlefield!
For defeat awaits me;
You hold my heart.
You are strong enough to destroy me.
How to hate a...
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L.O.V.E.
Love,
You are the shining one that brightens everyone’s hearts;
the contrary of darkness that shimmers with hope.
If the Sun upholds your glory,
I’ll pray for the death of the Moon.
You wander as if riding the air;
You are hard to find,
You are hard to forget.
You can easily evoke temptations;
You are hated and mostly loved.
Come and show me the way;
Let me escape your labyrinth to find your mystery.
Let me touch you to fulfill your name.
To know you is a privilege;
To not know you is to live in a lonely street.
Indeed, you are born...
You are the shining one that brightens everyone’s hearts;
the contrary of darkness that shimmers with hope.
If the Sun upholds your glory,
I’ll pray for the death of the Moon.
You wander as if riding the air;
You are hard to find,
You are hard to forget.
You can easily evoke temptations;
You are hated and mostly loved.
Come and show me the way;
Let me escape your labyrinth to find your mystery.
Let me touch you to fulfill your name.
To know you is a privilege;
To not know you is to live in a lonely street.
Indeed, you are born...
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A song of a lover (part 3)
Whenthere’scouragetoshowyourlove,
There’salwaysawaveofrejection
,Tilltheintensityofyourfeeling’sgone
draggingyourcourageunderground
Somuchcareyouhadforothers
andlesstoyourpitysoul.
Yeteverythings'notenough;
Yetfromthestart,youarenothing.
You’reinvisible,likeyouneverexisted.
Youarenotloved;
yetyouarenotgettingtired
stillhopingfornothing;
asifhopingfortheraincomestothedesert.
Youusethedarktohidewhatisreal
asifusingablankettohideascar.
When,
...
There’salwaysawaveofrejection
,Tilltheintensityofyourfeeling’sgone
draggingyourcourageunderground
Somuchcareyouhadforothers
andlesstoyourpitysoul.
Yeteverythings'notenough;
Yetfromthestart,youarenothing.
You’reinvisible,likeyouneverexisted.
Youarenotloved;
yetyouarenotgettingtired
stillhopingfornothing;
asifhopingfortheraincomestothedesert.
Youusethedarktohidewhatisreal
asifusingablankettohideascar.
When,
...
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A STRANGE VISITOR
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A song of a Lover
I always pray for our love to gain freedom,
But seems we are born as Romeo and Juliet;
You live in a realm of highness,
As I live with the people of nothing.
I never wish for the love we have;
So tormenting, it kills me with pain.
But my love for you is planted as sturdy as an unmoving tree.
I rather die, than live without you by my side.
People may laugh with my insanity,
But they can never feel the love that showers me with joy.
They can never see the beauty of pain from loving you.
And they can never hear the song that brings me in the...
But seems we are born as Romeo and Juliet;
You live in a realm of highness,
As I live with the people of nothing.
I never wish for the love we have;
So tormenting, it kills me with pain.
But my love for you is planted as sturdy as an unmoving tree.
I rather die, than live without you by my side.
People may laugh with my insanity,
But they can never feel the love that showers me with joy.
They can never see the beauty of pain from loving you.
And they can never hear the song that brings me in the...
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Gone by
There’s so much to say, but it can't seem to grasp some praises.
So much to do, but it can’t seem to recognize by the
prejudice eyes.
So much to express, but it can’t seem to attract a little
sympathy.
How...when…to whom this vagabond could find a comfort?
Closed eyes, she thought of the past;
when love is shared without questions,
when comfort is anywhere to find,
when joy is the price for those who seek and sacrifice.
Opened eyes, she wept for pain.
For she saw how things...
So much to do, but it can’t seem to recognize by the
prejudice eyes.
So much to express, but it can’t seem to attract a little
sympathy.
How...when…to whom this vagabond could find a comfort?
Closed eyes, she thought of the past;
when love is shared without questions,
when comfort is anywhere to find,
when joy is the price for those who seek and sacrifice.
Opened eyes, she wept for pain.
For she saw how things...
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...
A flesh that must be kept,
Is a flesh that has been ruined.
A flesh that set to be God's temple,
Is a flesh that lives in darkness.
A flesh that destined to eternal life,
Is a flesh that sold to death.
For this flesh went to the wrong side,
And found itself at Lucifer's pit.
Is a flesh that has been ruined.
A flesh that set to be God's temple,
Is a flesh that lives in darkness.
A flesh that destined to eternal life,
Is a flesh that sold to death.
For this flesh went to the wrong side,
And found itself at Lucifer's pit.
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B-O-O-K-S
Best companion in times of solitude
Overly bring varied emotions;
One of a kind experience; and
Knowledge to a reader who
Sincerely enjoy the love of READING!
Overly bring varied emotions;
One of a kind experience; and
Knowledge to a reader who
Sincerely enjoy the love of READING!
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