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Breathe; Surface.
Cottony billows flutter through the air
Shudder with magnificence as feathers swoon!
Terrible fortresses are mounted atop
Saving the secret within to be spurned!
Lying aback a sharp breeze as a whistle
Praying with nothing but leaves of a mistletoe
Tumbling delight upon delicate airs
Within no ones clutches living more in affairs!
Hunger of feasting upon delectable flesh
One side is racing for a certified finish
The tongue will move softly with the tears of the grind
Sweet bitters and trumpets to fulfill the divine!
So softly hardened by the fair sands of time
There will awaken a peace that is fine...
Published 15th May 2012
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Anonymous
30th May 2012 1:01am
I stumbled upon your writing the other day and read most of it.
I must say that I'm impressed. (aside from a few disturbing ones) I find your work beautiful. There is a calm sadness and raging loneliness in the words.
It's hard to believe you don't have more comments on your poems and journal entries.
We all have things to work on, but you're talented.
Good job.
I must say that I'm impressed. (aside from a few disturbing ones) I find your work beautiful. There is a calm sadness and raging loneliness in the words.
It's hard to believe you don't have more comments on your poems and journal entries.
We all have things to work on, but you're talented.
Good job.
25th Sep 2013 2:05pm
I agree, there is this sense of power and loneliness in your writing. You're very talented and deserve way more attention than what you get. (:
