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Instability
there’s a fire slowly dying
next to a heart that pumps its last pint
deep in the depths of darkness
a child cries
seeking meaning and understanding
from a cold dull knife
when all the world is lost
trapped up in its own instability
I find myself held up by angel wings
from ashes to ashes
to star dust to star dust
a succubus moves to hypnotize
drunken good ol boys trying to unwind
taste of flesh is what’s on the menu
glutton for sex
but nothing meaningful
love is her kryptonite
like the youth that was robbed
now the high is her only way of survival
when all the world is lost
trapped up in its own instability
I find myself held up by angel wings
from ashes to ashes
to star dust to star dust
hands of time can be unkind
an elderly man lets go in pain
the woman he spent his whole life with
only helpless to be victimized by gods
until the day he dreams his last dream
body returns to earth
soul returns to her
when all the world is lost
trapped up in its own instability
I find myself held up by angel wings
from ashes to ashes
to star dust to star dust
my world is riddled in past pain
yet I find myself held in a moment of bliss
love beyond measure, a house I call salvation
gifted from the heavens
but the angels whisper in my ear
“be grateful for the paradise
take in all the scenery
for things could be much worse
and one day, they just might be”
next to a heart that pumps its last pint
deep in the depths of darkness
a child cries
seeking meaning and understanding
from a cold dull knife
when all the world is lost
trapped up in its own instability
I find myself held up by angel wings
from ashes to ashes
to star dust to star dust
a succubus moves to hypnotize
drunken good ol boys trying to unwind
taste of flesh is what’s on the menu
glutton for sex
but nothing meaningful
love is her kryptonite
like the youth that was robbed
now the high is her only way of survival
when all the world is lost
trapped up in its own instability
I find myself held up by angel wings
from ashes to ashes
to star dust to star dust
hands of time can be unkind
an elderly man lets go in pain
the woman he spent his whole life with
only helpless to be victimized by gods
until the day he dreams his last dream
body returns to earth
soul returns to her
when all the world is lost
trapped up in its own instability
I find myself held up by angel wings
from ashes to ashes
to star dust to star dust
my world is riddled in past pain
yet I find myself held in a moment of bliss
love beyond measure, a house I call salvation
gifted from the heavens
but the angels whisper in my ear
“be grateful for the paradise
take in all the scenery
for things could be much worse
and one day, they just might be”
Published 20th Jan 2017
| Edited 21st Jan 2017
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20th Jan 2017 8:36pm
yet I find myself held in a moment of bliss
love beyond measure, a house I call salvation
gifted from the heavens "
Very well written
To have a strong love and a home that's cosy safe then all of any distractions are just of flirty moments
love beyond measure, a house I call salvation
gifted from the heavens "
Very well written
To have a strong love and a home that's cosy safe then all of any distractions are just of flirty moments
Very true. With all the worlds pain, I am very grateful to be where I'm at 😁 Thanks for enjoying
21st Jan 2017 4:04am
Your words are often the cradling
kind.. .sigh..
speechlessly beautiful darling.
-Howlings
kind.. .sigh..
speechlessly beautiful darling.
-Howlings
21st Jan 2017 7:55am
I'm very glad it comes off that way 😁 When writing this I knew it would be a rather confusing write, but it is something tha has a deeper meaning to me. I'm always happy when people can find beauty in my writes 🤗 Thanks for enjoying
21st Jan 2017 8:21am
Such a layered piece... I had to read it a few times to let it sink in...
To me it reads like a good reminder to live in the now and appreciate what we have!
"body returns to earth
soul returns to her" these lines are pure artistry!
Amazing write, my friend!
To me it reads like a good reminder to live in the now and appreciate what we have!
"body returns to earth
soul returns to her" these lines are pure artistry!
Amazing write, my friend!
21st Jan 2017 10:02am
That is the idea I had with this poem 😁 You been around me too long. You're starting to get my crazy mind 😂 Thanks, my friend
22nd Jan 2017 10:41am
Omg Omg! Love these lines! Great write DC!
'but nothing meaningful
love is her kryptonite
like the youth that was robbed
now the high is her only way of survival'
FC
💜
'but nothing meaningful
love is her kryptonite
like the youth that was robbed
now the high is her only way of survival'
FC
💜
22nd Jan 2017 5:28pm
I really love them myself :-) Reading the poem i feel like i can make a separate poem out of each line ^^ Thanks so much! *very huge hug for you*
22nd Jan 2017 11:35am
I absolutely love this piece in it's entirety. It really showcases the darkness in which we live but also gives sound advice to make the most of it and find joy in it. Wonderful write, my friend. Your poetry never ceases to amaze me. :)
22nd Jan 2017 5:30pm
You are such an awesome person :-) Always love when my poetry speaks to you. And you are a hell of an up and coming poet yourself. Always believe in yourself ^^ Thanks so much for enjoying
