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Soul Sickness
I feel like a Stranger in a strange land;
Outlander out-of-time-er
an unfulfilled unknown
so full of yearning
and unsated desire.
My fires burn low, mere embers
of passion
once playful and energetic.
This time and place where I feel alone
from myself and the world,
as Despair shadows my thoughts
wishing for an eternity of actions
when all I need is a hug.
or at least a kiss while your handcuffs tinkle with a twinkle in your eyes.
Outlander out-of-time-er
an unfulfilled unknown
so full of yearning
and unsated desire.
My fires burn low, mere embers
of passion
once playful and energetic.
This time and place where I feel alone
from myself and the world,
as Despair shadows my thoughts
wishing for an eternity of actions
when all I need is a hug.
or at least a kiss while your handcuffs tinkle with a twinkle in your eyes.
Published 28th Aug 2015
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28th Aug 2015 1:12am
aw Lord Viddax I would gladly kiss you handcuffed to your bed ;)
hug you as well I hope this adds a spark to your mind :)
I feel your despair I too have been feeling that way..
let's rise above it together..
excellent ink with love Crim
hug you as well I hope this adds a spark to your mind :)
I feel your despair I too have been feeling that way..
let's rise above it together..
excellent ink with love Crim
29th Aug 2015 00:04am
A few words from you always make my day, any new action from those chosen few, to make life worth living. Though I was thinking of you handcuffed, rather than me, but I will make this exception seeing as it is you.
Despair is the soul sound of silence; everything else is music to embrace.
Despair is the soul sound of silence; everything else is music to embrace.
29th Aug 2015 2:26am
30th Aug 2015 00:14am
And it looks like you already have the handcuffs. I thank you immensely, such words wipe the shadows away.
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29th Aug 2015 00:02am
It is even harder to have a heart but not a love to give your heart to, especially when the world loses focus and you become crushed.
30th Aug 2015 3:37pm
31st Aug 2015 00:11am
Unfortunately such phrases of waiting or patience are curses to me: all the time to wait but never a change In circumstance. Though I thank you muchly for the first part, a Cheer Up is what I need to do and be.
5th Sep 2015 00:01am
Oh my Lord Viddax, I have no words for
you my dear love..am emotional by this
piece of you.. I understand .. for it hurts
-Howlings
you my dear love..am emotional by this
piece of you.. I understand .. for it hurts
-Howlings
5th Sep 2015 00:38am
Your Lord? I shall have you know that I am but Lord of myself, not of others... at least not yet my dear. My poem may have captured something of you, but your comment has captured my attention indeed.
Soul Sickness has a pain unlike any other, yet the base lust of the material body patches up some of the holes. Laughter and Love build a beautiful bastion that traps the emptiness as but a mere power source for a sense of eagerness for life.
Soul Sickness has a pain unlike any other, yet the base lust of the material body patches up some of the holes. Laughter and Love build a beautiful bastion that traps the emptiness as but a mere power source for a sense of eagerness for life.
9th Sep 2015 1:06pm
10th Sep 2015 00:04am
1st Oct 2015 00:57am
Viddax that last stanza cut me deep...
Ur something else luv ")
Zazzles xoxo x
in the list ...
Ur something else luv ")
Zazzles xoxo x
in the list ...
2nd Oct 2015 1:21am
Deep cuts with blades of pure sensitivity, not of horror: the gentle caress of a rapier. Thanks for the sentiment.
