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Suffocated by blackness Laying in my bed It's thick, oily pitch coating my eyes Face numbing darkness, Screaming silence of the night, Deafened by nothingness So loud yet it stillness surrounds...
Slowly creeping. On the horizon. Following the sun. Turning light. Into darkness. A new time. A new world unseen. Deadly creatures come. Glowing flowers bloom. I'm the dead of night.
Sit down and take a moment. Imagine; you're sat in the middle of a ring of tall, grey mountains topped with little caps of crumbly, wispy snow.
The sun rose from the sea. Little glimmers of light started to shimmer down the ocean eventually reaching Copacabana beach. Just amazing isn’t it.
The surface of my skin is frosty,. And my hands are clamped,. The clouds of sleet are so feisty,. While my hair is getting damped,. The ice is seeping through my shirt,.
Soothing colours that surround me and my world, I would mother them if I could. We take them for granted- pink, blue and red, They are hardly ever mentioned or even said.
Rainbow stars illuminate the night,. Piercing through a wall of black with their shimmering light,. Giggles and howls of delight,. Screams of delirious fright,. Bumper cars speeding around the track,.
As the velvet night sky draws closer in. And the moon and stars shine brightly. The air so cold it chatters my teeth. And makes me shudder beneath. Twinkling stars from up above.
The frozen lake was huge, It's glorious silver sheen glistening in the winters sun. Magnificent was the first word that popped into my mind as it looked like fairies had dropped all there glitter.
Poppies, pansies, daisies too,. All grouped together, just for you,. Rosie's there, you pick one off,. From the little wooden troff,. Stabbing your finger on a little thorn,.
As the sunbeams. Tickle my eyelids awake. I lie in contented bliss. A look out the window I peep. To see where on the ground the sun does kiss. The breeze blows the trees. Leaves dance under a bush.
#emotion #euphoria Vivid shades of blue and green, And every colour in between, A bolt of mauve, a crash of gold, A hue of which cannot grow old.
I always like rain best. The slow steady drizzle as it's falling from above. How it seeps through your clothes and chills you to the bone.
There's a quality in the air Which speaks of darkness.
I can smell the rain,. I can feel the storm brewing,. At the peaking of the day,. The winds begin. Trees swaying with the gusts,. Wind deepening my breaths,. Clouds forming, day ending,.
The gentle drip drip, Running down every drain. The heavy pound pound, Cascading, thick rain. The sad splash splash, Unwanted tears of disdain. The merry pitter patter, Someone's sentimental gain.
@household The rain fell silently. He could hear the pattering as it hit the ground, the roof on top of him, the cars on the street.
#household Pausing to still the leaf crunching, twig snapping foot step disturbance, Letting intrusion ripple away, until the slow re-emergence Of the chattering, murmuring chorus of life the forest...
#nightdwellers #futuredream Cave the primitive rave. Cloud the music loud. The Cave & Cloud our sanctuary of indulgence. The champagne showers and sparkling smiles.
#nightdwellers #futuredream The Pit. Step into the craze. Manic sweat and drink. The door is circular and glass.
Hot summer days. Sweat drips. And not a cloud in sight. A glass of lemonade. Make it cold. With five ice cubes. A slice of watermelon. And chile powder on the side. Sandals on my feet.
His eyes are ruined. Bloodshot, strained, unfocused. They have forgotten all colours. All colours bar orange. The never ending orange. His chest heaves with the effort of moving. His lungs creak.
In the forest when I look at the sky, it looks like a five year old scribbled black ink over the azure sky.
Strolling down to the beach was exhausting. The day was blisteringly hot and the scalding sun beat down in an unceasing stream of light. Impeccable for a lovely day out.