Submissions by Dungbug
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Keepsake
Such a lesson is life, living sometimes without reason with even balance of hapiness and strife. Life walks between joy and pain, love can be love aswell as sadness, sometimes confusion within a lovers' reign.
We're told to look to good from bad, a living contradiction, life isn't too short to be sad. Seek solitude occassionally within your mortal thoughts, consciously dream and allow the notions to be caught.
There is no fear, no one is insane, grant yourself time to clear the mind and you and your correct path will meet again.
We're told to look to good from bad, a living contradiction, life isn't too short to be sad. Seek solitude occassionally within your mortal thoughts, consciously dream and allow the notions to be caught.
There is no fear, no one is insane, grant yourself time to clear the mind and you and your correct path will meet again.
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Mortal Thoughts
Her eyes the morning sun enlightening the earth that is me, a voice as soft as breeze through willow leaves, unconsciously whispering words that consciously please.
Gentle rain wash away my pain into the rivers of sorrow for they run dry tomorrow, the twilight sky now warm, dusk as beautiful as dawn. Light to dark then light again forever blissfully within your reign.
From far far away I can hear you say, the winds your voice, the fondations of the earth you love, eternally forever, my one and only choice.
Gentle rain wash away my pain into the rivers of sorrow for they run dry tomorrow, the twilight sky now warm, dusk as beautiful as dawn. Light to dark then light again forever blissfully within your reign.
From far far away I can hear you say, the winds your voice, the fondations of the earth you love, eternally forever, my one and only choice.
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Hollow
Why are we here? What is the purpose of us? Is it purely to follow blindly and consume?
Everyday there is struggle, oppression and anguish. Opressors and opressed, what will our legacy be?
What will we leave to those who will follow? Would we exist without the struggles or stagnate? Is it the aspiration that one day there will be unconditional harmony some day soon?
Are we meant to exist in our bubbles in the hope that the world will fix itself? So lost in our hollow little worlds following our own little hollow pursuits, our faith has been lost in religion, humanity...
Everyday there is struggle, oppression and anguish. Opressors and opressed, what will our legacy be?
What will we leave to those who will follow? Would we exist without the struggles or stagnate? Is it the aspiration that one day there will be unconditional harmony some day soon?
Are we meant to exist in our bubbles in the hope that the world will fix itself? So lost in our hollow little worlds following our own little hollow pursuits, our faith has been lost in religion, humanity...
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Lunar Footsteps
My love for you runs deeper than the oceans, infinate and blue. A sensation of belonging now fills my head, each time my mind wanders it wanders to you. No one word could describe you, a million words could not, my writings scratching the surface of what's true.
Pretty girl please tell me what you seek, you've given purpose to a life that was before so bleak. Never stop talking to me, I worship you in my mind everyday, it's something I wish you could see. You sit so perfectly upon clouds, laced with colour and crystal, shining brightly in the crowds.
At peace with you, in...
Pretty girl please tell me what you seek, you've given purpose to a life that was before so bleak. Never stop talking to me, I worship you in my mind everyday, it's something I wish you could see. You sit so perfectly upon clouds, laced with colour and crystal, shining brightly in the crowds.
At peace with you, in...
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Day Dream Plains
Opaque pattern swirl, decorating the land with no boundaries,
flashes of sunshine dance as their rays are touched by the feathery wind that pleasantly breaks the stillness.
Flowers flourish about the ground, mildly shadowed by the ancient trees which reach to the very sky that has given life to them, echoes of water that glares, its ripples also sharing the energy offered by the diamond amidst the blue.
The sound of water the only sound partially coupled with the calling of birds that dwell between here and the sky. The richest of vegetation, the warmest of sunlight,...
flashes of sunshine dance as their rays are touched by the feathery wind that pleasantly breaks the stillness.
Flowers flourish about the ground, mildly shadowed by the ancient trees which reach to the very sky that has given life to them, echoes of water that glares, its ripples also sharing the energy offered by the diamond amidst the blue.
The sound of water the only sound partially coupled with the calling of birds that dwell between here and the sky. The richest of vegetation, the warmest of sunlight,...
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