I Got The Flu.. :/
It's terrible how much a flu can hamper the creative mind... I simply can't focus my brain enough to conceive anything.
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jhall
I am a composer student who also loves writing, both poems, lyrics and stories. Check out my blog about writing and creating my fantasy world: cloudworks.blog.com. English is not my native language, so I would appreciate any comments on both the stories and the language. You can listen to my music at soundcloud.com/jhallcomposer My kik is jhall86
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Eternal Symphony
Stand here. Stand where I am. Open the ears. Shed all cog wheels. The fog will keep you. Awake. With it's silk. Brushing your cheek. An eternal symphony. The frost whips the grass. And a choir.
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Life
Some say it's sleep; That it's all a suspension until we die But when the unexpected happens, filling my senses with things I didn't know That's when I know it's true name That thing called life.
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Journey
Follow me on this journey, if you will Hazy and crisp I dream, a dream of a dream in a dream Floating on purple mists and shadows, I see a spark far down in the abyss Stretching my hand, the stream...
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Poem Of Sounds
The steady beat of two. disperse to random dots in our heads. Together, they try rising in an arc. but repeatedly stumble down. They try again and again and again. and again.
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Unspoken
If there was a word for her cheeks. If that kind of nose had a name. If I found a way to explain that hair. If I could only draw her eyes. If I could somehow capture those brows.
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Slide
who are we trying to fool when even stars don't last how can we try again if we don't know our own name where could I find someone like you when I am lost in time.
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Lion's Rapture
the lion sink her teeth into my bed of flesh a conflagration in my chest centers my being and beats the tension away souls can twist and break, yet she never.
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Furion's Decree
“No, you say – you airborne creature – to me and the mountaintops that stands as mine. No. To gifts given of joy and lust. Unforgivable, to deny me the warmth of your hand.
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Dionys - The High Sister (part 5)
The Sisters sat on their heels at the campfire.
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The Mare
In a dark-blue shimmer, the room is satiated with life. Images of fountains are drowned after the summer. With a boom, a sharp flower spins in it's entrancement; red.
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icicles
cold nuances of blue whirls, sharp smell of delight, it shakes we are red; drops the scent come on, blow. the ocean rusts circulate your summer faith a cut straight through a colorful staircase.
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to paint a leave
beyond the window, the leaves invite me. I see how you stride home now. clasping the avenue in our vibrant city. with the hands down the pockets. your coat invites the mistral. all so fathomless.
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Dionys - The High Sister (part 4)
The hooves of the Celestial Horses made no sound as they breezed into the village.
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Dionys - The High Sister (part 3)
The helm had become a part of Dionys body by now.
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Dionys - The High Sister (part 2)
"Dionys. Enter the Pit!" the Tertie Matriarch commanded. Pinai was already standing in the middle and gave Dionys a sarcastic smile as their eyes met.
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Dionys - The High Sister (part 1)
A scream cut through the empty streets of Gaior. The cloud mist laid heavily this morning in the remote village at the outskirts of the Cloud Realm. Another scream came, and then another. "Push.
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