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GodSpeed!Sidelines have sprung up on us
The hounds of dusk bellow out bizarre tunes
Words of the world are mere words for fiction
Epitaphs are but songs of the children
Cruel androgynous mono chromatic time surges on
Rungs of escape have withered
Effigies of apathy burn and colors the realms with shades of incandescence
Moment of rebirth awaits
Silver is black is gold is love
You mutinous ways of creation have much hope
To be deterred now is a weight not necessary
To drop anchors is to slowly drown
The world urges to see your metamorphosis
Ones who share your love wish for your return
Bring back home your new found self
Or build an empire with your unflawed hands and eternal contemplation
PermanenceThe ship stands alone at sea
Gently swaying in the autumn breeze
The winds are howling screaming stories from the past
Catatonic structures crumble by the shadows of the mast.
For today does not last in the wake of tomorrow but today lives on like the water.
Ever so Serene
Ever so Beautiful.
Broken SonnetEchoes of morning glory linger under the petrol rainbows
Crimson skies cascaded by her long black hair
The decadence swallowed by her jasmine tinted body
The emancipation in her voice
All immorality effaced at the moment of embrace
The texture of love is the skin on her stomach
Her kaleidoscopic eyes projecting slides of utopia
A kiss that makes him feel beyond himself.
To render himself wise he has to grow out of his own skin
Create his own world beyond the carbon rain
Etch his own destination
Find the truth and wisdom in love
Build a ship and set sail...
The OrificeLost in the proses of the questions the world poses
In the dusk of autumn percipitation
And the unbound relentless frost that forms inside.
Wish to vanquish and make tranquil the greylands
and the high roads
Both in the way of crossing over to the other side.
To believe there is more to the world than fascist order
and join the pacifist side.
Walls of the labyrinth are painted with mud, honey and technicolour dreams
And on the walls there is an Orifice to fill them with stories
Stories we live through, enjoy and endure.
We are intertwined.
We are a Story.
Life is just a rideThe eerie night has crept in through the back door. Morning was spent in pursuit of happiness, in wanting to acquire lust for life. These lonely streets leave me in oscillating polarity. No pain no joy no love no hate. The calm outside is only to pose as an opposite to the sweet cacophony inside. The journey to the edge will make us realize that the edge exists till the extent of our discovery. Life is just a ride.
DreamscapesThe outline is halfway done. I want to paint my dreams with stronger strokes, with brighter colors. The outcome should not be a result of preconceived notions. It should be a symbol of my presence but should also reflect on my ambiguity. Every layer should scream of my contemplation, my journey. Now that I think about it I realize that it doesn't need an outline. It doesn't need definition. It should be painted on my shell once I come out of it.
Everybody's singing La La LaHey you
I hope you're still good
The day you're gone
I tried to think less of you
I can't stand the sight of you
But deep down
There's still leftover feelings
Part of you is still with me
Part of me still cares
I never got this chance
To hold you close to me
To tell you how much you mean to me
Everybody told me it's best to move away
But I know this is killing me
I'll wait for you to come home
And everybody will be singing
La La La
TruthWhen I first saw you I couldn't help but smile
You smiled as well and it made my heart soar
Then I realized you weren't smiling at me as a girl hurried over to you
You gazed warmly into the girl's eyes as I stared hopelessly at you
All the time knowing that the warm gaze would turn into more
But all the while praying that it wouldn't.....
I have yet to be proven wrong as love filled your eyes for the girl leaving me the woman in tears and sorrow...
I love another as well but my heart wants to be in your hands
All the while it still remembers fondly another
The one who I thought it was over
But still as I watch you happily living your life I wonder…..
What would have happened if I'd chosen you first?
The answer to that I shall never know because we obviously weren't meant for each other's love
Fate continues to push us farther away
And she continues to push me out of your mind more and more
Until there's no memory of me left
And all I can do is watch you be happy while I lose som
Same Dark Eyeswhy do you hide
why do you hide your eyes
with your red cap's shadow on your face all the time
i mean, your reading glasses, i can understand
but why d'you gotta be always looking down
"they're exactly just like yours", you say
the same dark color you see everyday
i think they're beautiful but shame are they blind
to the magic that happens when they stare into mine
Sonamy- Pink Roses
Sonic the Hedgehog was walking to the house of Amy Rose, clutching a pink rose in his hand. He hesitated when he got to her doorstep. "Should I really tell her..?" He thought. He rang the doorbell. "Hm? Sonic? What are you doing at...At my house?" Amy asked. Sonic handed her the rose. "Amy, I've been meaning to tell you this for a while...You know how I always run away from you?" Sonic said. "Yes, why?" Amy replied "Well..." Sonic hesitated for a moment. "Yeah? Spit it out, Sonic!" Amy exclaimed. "Amy, would you like to go on a date...with me?" Sonic said quietly. "S-Sonic...This better not be a dare, or-or some sort of prank! I know you're kidding, Sonic!" Amy said, tears welling up in her eyes."Amy, this isn't a joke. I just feel happier...With you. I-I love you, Amy Rose..." Sonic confessed. Amy was crying tears of joy by hearing the words she always dreamed Sonic would say. "So, are we goin' or not?" Sonic chuckled. Their emerald eyes were staring into each other. "You bet your spi
Wine SippingI crave
someone who will rejoice
in the flavor of my tongue
coated in the fermented fruits
of a land far away from here;
someone that craves
the taste of me
and distant things
all at once
and is intoxicated by it.
My LoveWith love your eyes have taken on new colors. Your voice resonates long after its performance. The taste of sweet embrace beckons the union of sensation. I hesitate to call this a dream since these feelings have never been more real, but I know I could never fathom to create a mirage as beautiful as you. I feel as if two halves of a missing whole have come together to create… this... This feeling beyond the self, love, it extends to and thinks only of you. I would be a slave to my own desires if I weren’t already yours. And yet how selfish this love of mine is. I would choose you over the air I breathe, as the latter would have me suffocating a life time. Oh, my love, you nurse the flames within my heart and keep me from falling back into that cold dream. How I love you.
how it all went downAnd it was now out there
People were like woah!
Then bang bang the others went
Someone at the back was all pew pew pew so they went for the kaboom
but instead it was a kerplunk
Then they all got up and pow!
All at once
People were going nuts and guts were strewn all over the floor
While trailblazers skedaddled out the door
What was I talking about again?
Take The Risk For Love....In a world of hurt, disappointment and fear, there's a very small amount of Love and honestly and she have found that in him. Obstacles come in which prevents the progress of this love, but she seem to toss and turn and lose sleep pondering this love affair. The love that’s in this union has an incredible fire that burns at the touch of their limbs and surrounds them like a powerful bubble that can’t be altered or popped. But, amongst them stumbling blocks form but, in the heart the female is hope that her mate would let their bond convince him it is ok to love her unconditionally enough to marry. Convince him to allow her to become one with him, convince him that she is worth the risk. She understands the natures of these stumbling blocks but, would like for him to consider her. Things she wants are of simple nature kids, husband, and the simple life, she doesn’t want much just he’s love. He tries his best to express his love for her but, she
UNTITLED 16.04.2014Hard human truth's that hope forever where black holes stand alien
Black pitch and bloody tears; ripped heart / I wished just taken plain
Wail screams, Wail screams in vales where I'm lost / tell that I'm a raven
I feed of what remains of all that the proficient had as gain /
Bloody tears / pitch black / Ripped heart that I had wished be taken
...gentle velvet hands to whom I offered my chest open /
In every Life that stubborn I live / "Die maggot!" Satan devours men.
oh crawling worm I am / mistaken
/ Taken / Life will reap / Mengele is sowing
So desolate /
my scorn I call, still sorrow's the only answer
/ I can hear /
I painted red with desperate brushes / threadbare to bone /...[echo]...bone...bone...
Yet Saturn threads in veins in flesh in bone /...[echo]...bone...bone...
/ inject their hate /
Endless they were, infinte were, the strokes on coarse, harsh burlaps
To us and our firefliesDrenched by the luminescence under the saffron skies, beyond the train tracks and the muddy crossroads we leave our world behind to enter a simpler time. A time to be a child and be amazed by blinking lights. The trees, the wind, the sky and the fireflies will resonate inside me. The beauty of everything that day was amplified and magnified by the presence of her. Some words were spoken though none were required. Nothing could steal the magic. Je t'adore.
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