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Bl_nk
Poem Published
10th Aug 2017 5:52pm
10th Aug 2017 5:52pm
Company
As the ember shimmers closer ... Your time ticks faster ... accompanied by the stars ... the wind like a soloist expressing his sorrow and pouring it out so you can hear it ... with each breathe, you fall deeper ... further into the night ... under the stars that seems to be the only thing to care ... to keep you company ... oh if you only had company ... oh that's right ... you replaced people with your thought ... removed from your mind ... keeping just the spark and smoke to keep you company ... traveling into you, hugging your heart ... even if it kills you, you still hold onto it ... a...
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EpicUtester69
Poem Published
15th Aug 2017 2:33pm
15th Aug 2017 2:33pm
light
In a time of burning fire a source of light
there is mystery that surrounds
intense, in golfed, rushed, power, light, heat
a force that is intriguing to me
a power source in its own right
bending left and right back and forth high and low
it has its own beat no music is needed
it crackles and pops all on its own
the light show has it all
nothing else compares to the different colours in the flames
blue red and even yellow can all be seen
it's a marvel of mystery
a mystical precious spectacle of ancient power
that came...
there is mystery that surrounds
intense, in golfed, rushed, power, light, heat
a force that is intriguing to me
a power source in its own right
bending left and right back and forth high and low
it has its own beat no music is needed
it crackles and pops all on its own
the light show has it all
nothing else compares to the different colours in the flames
blue red and even yellow can all be seen
it's a marvel of mystery
a mystical precious spectacle of ancient power
that came...
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Miss_Sub
- Missy -
- Missy -
Poem Published
4th Apr 2017 7:21am
4th Apr 2017 7:21am
III. The Lady (Tarot Series)
They say a lady
with a serpent's tongue
is the biggest sinner of all
for the Devil waits
in purgatory of the yawn
for caves of her
to open wide enough
to house a beast.
"Fuck you
and the horse
you rode in on"
a bastardisation
of chains amplified,
because there's still
some life in her yet.
She screams it out,
a mantra to believe
in something
anything more
than this.
with a serpent's tongue
is the biggest sinner of all
for the Devil waits
in purgatory of the yawn
for caves of her
to open wide enough
to house a beast.
"Fuck you
and the horse
you rode in on"
a bastardisation
of chains amplified,
because there's still
some life in her yet.
She screams it out,
a mantra to believe
in something
anything more
than this.
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Miss_Sub
- Missy -
- Missy -
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2017 9:08am
22nd Apr 2017 9:08am
XXI: The World (Tarot series)
This is my house,
the place where power combines
with the Universe in riotous change
because I dared to call it home
the place I will raise my children,
and the ancestors before me
rose up on their knees
to nurture their call to Earth.
This is my house,
a dark womb in the Goddess
feathered with turmoil and light
looking for devotionals to give
the place I will return when I die
in the leaf of every ancient trunk
that bends back on the wind
in a bowing of spines.
This is my house,
an ocean of remembrance ...
the place where power combines
with the Universe in riotous change
because I dared to call it home
the place I will raise my children,
and the ancestors before me
rose up on their knees
to nurture their call to Earth.
This is my house,
a dark womb in the Goddess
feathered with turmoil and light
looking for devotionals to give
the place I will return when I die
in the leaf of every ancient trunk
that bends back on the wind
in a bowing of spines.
This is my house,
an ocean of remembrance ...
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etherial_ink
Poem Published
10th Aug 2017 1:35pm
10th Aug 2017 1:35pm
Dead Naive
We're idiots.
We're foolish
to think
we were anything,
meant anything at all.
Idiots.
So foolish.
Thought we could
withstand change.
Thought we could
conquer time,
when we weren't anything
weren't anything at all.
We're foolish
to think
we were anything,
meant anything at all.
Idiots.
So foolish.
Thought we could
withstand change.
Thought we could
conquer time,
when we weren't anything
weren't anything at all.
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samael
Poem Published
14th Aug 2017 7:54pm
14th Aug 2017 7:54pm
Stone pillars shooting lights watch over my city
Stone pillars shooting lights watch over my city
now as shooting stars pass by in the blink of an eye,
casting endless dreams and visions of grandeur.
south gay street carries me back to my childhood
to friends now gone and thoughts revisited.
the sandpit in the alley is all covered up with concrete,
the tree house built has rotted away.
a sewer we made into a living room,
the fistfight with bricks about games meant we could not stay.
the dead end alley that transformed into a jungle jail,
Irene street fire took my uncles house that day. ...
now as shooting stars pass by in the blink of an eye,
casting endless dreams and visions of grandeur.
south gay street carries me back to my childhood
to friends now gone and thoughts revisited.
the sandpit in the alley is all covered up with concrete,
the tree house built has rotted away.
a sewer we made into a living room,
the fistfight with bricks about games meant we could not stay.
the dead end alley that transformed into a jungle jail,
Irene street fire took my uncles house that day. ...
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EpicUtester69
Poem Published
15th Aug 2017 00:49am
15th Aug 2017 00:49am
dont waste my time prt2
Don't waste my time
Time is precious to me
I'm not wasting another hour
Not even another second
Only I can live my life
So don't waste my time
Don't stare at the wall
I hear the music loud and clear
Don't stand in my line
What are you going to do?
My bass will hit you in the guts
I know how my life is going to end
Don't tread on my toes friend
I know how to stay clean
I know how to stay out of the ditch
The end of the long walk down the road
It's not fucking funny you’re on your knees again
24 hours before...
Time is precious to me
I'm not wasting another hour
Not even another second
Only I can live my life
So don't waste my time
Don't stare at the wall
I hear the music loud and clear
Don't stand in my line
What are you going to do?
My bass will hit you in the guts
I know how my life is going to end
Don't tread on my toes friend
I know how to stay clean
I know how to stay out of the ditch
The end of the long walk down the road
It's not fucking funny you’re on your knees again
24 hours before...
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EpicUtester69
Poem Published
15th Aug 2017 11:42pm
15th Aug 2017 11:42pm
human
Flames of human instinct are still burning strong d
eep down within my fear of loneliness tonight
tear drops fall like waterfalls in the misty distance
you are not near this lonely hearted, soul,
Ink under my skin colour coated desire to have many more
stained memories are all tainted within scared thoughts of you all
radio waves bounce off my ear walls eyes closed can't see you there
tonight far from these distant shores, stranger than fiction
nightmare dreams keeping me awake again damn
I hate not knowing my own fate
this maelstrom of...
eep down within my fear of loneliness tonight
tear drops fall like waterfalls in the misty distance
you are not near this lonely hearted, soul,
Ink under my skin colour coated desire to have many more
stained memories are all tainted within scared thoughts of you all
radio waves bounce off my ear walls eyes closed can't see you there
tonight far from these distant shores, stranger than fiction
nightmare dreams keeping me awake again damn
I hate not knowing my own fate
this maelstrom of...
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ragealien63
Poem Published
16th Aug 2017 6:20pm
16th Aug 2017 6:20pm
Vinegar
If only
If only
Vinegar didn't burn
As I drank it down
If only
Vinegar didn't burn
As I drank it down
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Forsaken
Poem Published
11th Aug 2017 6:04pm
11th Aug 2017 6:04pm
Depression
She haunts my every steps that I’m afraid to look back,
I drift through this world with my head is down not up,
As go around I show a smile but it is fake,
But to hide my pain and not show any discomfort, it’s the only way,
I live believing that I am dreaming because of reality I’m afraid,
Every day is a struggle just to stay sane,
My spirit may seem that it is free but yet I’m confined,
Outside I show that it’s all bright but it’s a light I cannot find,
Inside my dark abyss, my heart is a lonely island where my soul lies,
A helpless castaway that...
I drift through this world with my head is down not up,
As go around I show a smile but it is fake,
But to hide my pain and not show any discomfort, it’s the only way,
I live believing that I am dreaming because of reality I’m afraid,
Every day is a struggle just to stay sane,
My spirit may seem that it is free but yet I’m confined,
Outside I show that it’s all bright but it’s a light I cannot find,
Inside my dark abyss, my heart is a lonely island where my soul lies,
A helpless castaway that...
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3ampoems
Celine Belli
Celine Belli
Poem Published
13th Aug 2017 5:17pm
13th Aug 2017 5:17pm
when hope starts to sing along to your pain
oh how i tremble
oh how i tremble when i see my own familiar face
in the distance and i still find it hard to just grab hold
to just grab hold and reach for it.
i am standing at the cliff edge,
one that is big enough for
all the rest
this same cliff i once congratulated as a child for eating whole
snow white's queen
this is the cliff edge
the one with the strongest earth
because it can hold the masses at the tip of its finger
i never wanted to be here
but i'm here.
i'm here paying dull ache for falling
i fell for it,...
oh how i tremble when i see my own familiar face
in the distance and i still find it hard to just grab hold
to just grab hold and reach for it.
i am standing at the cliff edge,
one that is big enough for
all the rest
this same cliff i once congratulated as a child for eating whole
snow white's queen
this is the cliff edge
the one with the strongest earth
because it can hold the masses at the tip of its finger
i never wanted to be here
but i'm here.
i'm here paying dull ache for falling
i fell for it,...
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Bl_nk
Poem Published
14th Aug 2017 4:28am
14th Aug 2017 4:28am
Have you felt it?
Have you felt it?
The night was so peaceful it felt like home ... A fluttery fluffy feeling inside just kindling, not too much but just felt right ... You had to be there to see it, feel it and absorb that small moment of bliss ... Once you're in that trance you can't escape it ... You crave it ... But it's not that you have to have it ... You long for it as the pit of your body calls to it, you and something inside of you pulling you gently... A small urging feeling ... Just tugging you and trying to lead you there ... Have you felt it?! It's in that moment ... That moment when you...
The night was so peaceful it felt like home ... A fluttery fluffy feeling inside just kindling, not too much but just felt right ... You had to be there to see it, feel it and absorb that small moment of bliss ... Once you're in that trance you can't escape it ... You crave it ... But it's not that you have to have it ... You long for it as the pit of your body calls to it, you and something inside of you pulling you gently... A small urging feeling ... Just tugging you and trying to lead you there ... Have you felt it?! It's in that moment ... That moment when you...
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