My Will. (C.3)
Bore into me the strength You promised to give So I could remain alive To love you till I passed.
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Bore into me the strength You promised to give So I could remain alive To love you till I passed.
Days slipping by, night settling in brings the peace, Shadows push themselves past loves light. Landscapes of memories floods their release, World spins in circles crossing the gates of flight.
Lub-d Lub-d. Not all there in full working order. Can you die of a broken heart.
I'm sitting, listening to silence Time seems to hollow out time A war is going on, but no sign of violence.
I couldn't seem to rhyme it, so I did free-verse which I can't quite DO. I walked again into the mist Where time has no meaning And tears no end.
The river licks itself dry, The birds tweet themselves silent, The bees drown in pollen and die, The stars shoot themselves in spite, The moon implodes into tiny stones, The oceans drink themselves...
My soul, unchained Cast off in a wind of change, Minutia particles of memory, Yesterdays whims, Tomorrows dreams, todays troubles; processed, mixed up, Turned inside out outside in, Can we start...
Water ripples~~~ against toasted grains:::::, soaking up its last remains. A light beams<<< at sapphire blue glass, shadows the land, that is moving fast.
I try to fly, But how I fall. I try to run, Instead I crawl. I try to scream, Instead I breathe. I try be calm, But I just seethe. I try to smile, But tears precede. I try to follow, Instead I lead.
Sail the seas of moonlight, Meet me by the shore. I'll help you fix your damaged boat And then we'll sail some more. Across the endless horizon, We'll sail with soundless cries.
There is a girl I know, Her name is Imagined Infinity, Her friends at school call her Universe, Celestial Star, and Man's Destiny, She has eyes so fathomless, lost in blind divinity, That when I...
i found these in my notebook.
The bitter lies prevent our eyes from reading between the sordid lines. Failing at sight. Falling each time. Our eyes cry tears that painfully tear from the sides. I'm the chosen subject.
#nightdwellers. 200th opuss :). The night has stolen from me. With every breath I see it take. A piece of my heart. A part of my mind. An inch of my strength. I try to grab it but it dissolves.
Let's go out with a bang, And live before the undead die, These empty graves are waiting for you & me, I'm just trying to take my time before I get too comfortable inside where my broken...
Silly boy Look at what a mess you've made Can't you see You're just a toy for The gods to play with. Lonely girl Crying herself to sleep Don't you know It's not a game.
A star burnt out tonight It was my star It burned so bright It shot through the sky Passed heavens eye Into earth's sea of uncertainty You can't hear my pleading cry Why don't we see eye to eye You...
What if there was another us. Another version below or above. Would we look at ourselves and be proud of our lives, Or would we see all the hurt and mistakes not so kind.
I remember. Not through want and of joy. But of woe through compulsion. No wisdom came with. Torment without accrual. Just eternal bitterness. Where optimism once stood. I remember faintly.
Magnified mortal shells, mummified Amongst, A Mutating media In so Those of many which defied Spread wings ,take turns ,finding they All murdered, death ,died Mortified This misfire Testified So...
You plead your innocents Your eyes tell indifference I shall fight this with every ounce of Will I have.
There was allot of confused people about this poem , and I don't blame em, it almost a self affirmation ,done with that kinda Picasso wordplay ,I don't like explaining , but in this case I will, to...
My storm pride embraced tide. Kinda awesome and mostly Benign. Most functions shall self redesign. Contaminated resurrection, resigns. While. My beautiful reconstruction. still flys.
With words now lost, And memories, all that remain. Count the cost, Reveal the hidden stain. Where can you turn for answers, When you can't decide the question.