FervourWith my eyes closed, I can be the future.Fervour by rociobelindamendez
With them closed I can see myself any way I want to be.
I’m perfect. It’s beautiful and everlasting, and immense.
My heart is beating, my soul is breathing, and I’m smiling.
With my eyes closed, I can see.
With them closed, anything is possible.
I believe in magic. I believe wholeheartedly in the astonishing.
What is mundane to you, may be the greatest sorcery I’ve ever witnessed.
I believe in life. I believe intently in the beating core of the Universe, pounding at the chest of eternity.
I hear it in my own chest frequently enough. Dup-Dup… Dup-Dup… Dup-Dup. There it is.
I am the Universe in a flesh coat, riding the waves of ever.
We’re scattered pieces of the same fervour.
We’re the holes in the sky inviting the universe to peak down at itself.
We’re more than this shell we carry proudly.
We’re more than the pride we let shell us into confinement.
We’re more, and more, and more
Quintessenceyou, the sun of blazing aureolinQuintessence by kryptan
float in the quivering hands of the sky that cannot bear to touch
the purity of your essence.
you, the alchemical quintessence
flow through the very veins of supernal gods who can create worlds
and destroy them just as swiftly.
you, the one with the onyx hair
sing the melody of sirens and can melt even
the coldest of hearts:
The EnemyOnce a soldier woundedThe Enemy by poeticise
Wandered aimless to a villa,
And there expired to awake
By the tender ministrations, of a womans
Strong and certain hand's.
Through the week his strength returned,
And through the week they spoke of hate and war and hate;
It was then that he discovered She had had a son, whom the army took and broke
Then forgot. She showed him the medal given for his valour
(Traded for his soul)
Then wept for days without end.
Still she fed him and cared for his wound's,
But she wouldn't talk or even look 'to his eye's or face,
(Just cried and feared, that he the enemy,
Would be found in her house).
He thought and worried,
For the week that followed
That, he had met her son in battle screaming, as he murdered
(title stolen?)Why do we weep at the end of the journey?(title stolen?) by AloiseBrennan
We've been through so much pain
Seen the strife in the light
All the while our hearts ached for the finish
But still we weep more bitterly than before
At first we feel as a band that's lost its snap
Stretched and pulled and exercised
Ultimately changed until we can't possibly be the same
We feel old and worn and overused
The rest we are given may seem obligatory
In fact, our dreams have lost all shine and color
The only inviting savor left is nostalgia
But time keeps withering away
With us on board or not, it gives no importance
Though all others around you are abuzz
You've grown frozen
If a camera circled around your face
The only sign of life is the heartbeat in your eyes
You walk onto the scene
And the music slows down to a drone
Someone seems to be pulling the off-switch
You've still got time
The past can't change, but the future
Is still in your hands
Grab on, find the lifeline
Sometimes we have to be submerged in the water
MyselfLook into My eyesMyself by NemuTheDeer
Now tell me, who I am?
Look at my faint smile
Now tell me is it real?
You tell me you don't know
I say I need the answer
You ask me why is that?
Cause clueless kills like cancer
Betrayal of ColorsAmong colorsBetrayal of Colors by Phi921
their voices spark
as a curious call:
what have they done?
yet they know
of no anger
for I can only hear
shivers of dull tears
how they silence
that get lost
in the mist
the roars of chains
get ever so louder
and bark is enslaved
as variety – fades
~ Nino K.
AdrenalineThere are many things that can give you an adrenaline release.Adrenaline by Artivark250
It causes your heart to race and your awareness to increase.
Here’s some things that can make the senses peak…
And excite the mind while causing the body’s nerves to freak:
When you jump away from a very high place.
With muscles tense and with hopes you will land with grace.
Or when working on an assignment that due in five minutes, said the clock.
The frantic rush to finish gives the brain waves of shock.
When you’re alone and see something mysterious looming in the dark
Then your body shakes and your fears begin to spark.
Or more fun, when you are about to win at Mario Cart.
Yes, that game can release adrenaline right from the start.
When you push the speed up to 85mph on the freeway
And feel your car begin to shake and sway
Then one of your favorite songs pops up on the radio, now that’s a double hit.
And you make it to class a second before being late, now that’s legit.
When the teach
The Mockery of HerI rue the dayThe Mockery of Her by Phi921
I gave honor
whose desires flame
with creeping radiance
as they sacrifice Her
on altars of deceit
in Her blood
is no more
and I weep silently
among the savages
and I pray
for one more Word
but She spoke
~ Nino K.
Unbolted SnapeIt's those brief thoughts of....Unbolted Snape by ScarletQuill
or am I just fooling myself?
It is easier than -
finding mistletoe on a shelf.
I'm freezing staring at the stars
while they are warm inside.
Why am I still hanging around
when I would rather hide?
As a pirate who looks for a thread-
which will undo the hangman's rope.
It is the thoughts of damned soul...
there is still an impossible hope.
It's said nice guys finish last
and in the end there are debts we pays.
I will hold you in my heart -
for now... forever ..and for always.
valentine'stoday,valentine's by omnibusjeremius
i got a red rose
from a loved one.
i snipped off the flower
and kept the thorns,
as she stared at me in shock.
i told her
that I loved her, but that
i would rather be profound
My Confusing MindCan you help with my confusing head?My Confusing Mind by AwsomeIsRed
Or would you be as lost like me?
As I try to answer so many questions,
But always failing in this strange type of end.
Where I’m lost and afraid to leave this very place,
As I’m to scared of getting out of here.
Since outside these walls is the world of work.
From day to night, with so little rest.
To be alone,
And to do things on my own.
Since this world is filled with labor,
With a pay within these wagers,
Will always be the one in filth and greed,
As they’ll make me pay for almost everything.
I’m frightened to be in such a world,
As I only feel that I will only fail.
To go with the flow of this society,
Since I can only go to my own path,
That I have made long ago.
And as that life is getting closer,
I still don’t know on what I’m taking.
As I don’t think I’ll ever print,
Another product again,
Since I know I’ll only screw up.
Cause, isn’t that what I always do?
I try to win,
Nocturnal PoetryNocturnal PoetryNocturnal Poetry by Krikak
Nocturnal poetry, the sound of the life,
Flames in my heart, the words of love are rife.
Suffering from the bitter pain I was voicelessly screaming.
Caught up by my own demons, never even dreaming,
That one day, the darkness within me would be vanished,
By the eternal light of yours with love so deep replenished,
We would rise from the ashes, not in the distant future, but today,
Standing together inside flames…
We would forget about the pain of yesterday.
Those things never even dreamt are becoming true.
You’re the light in the dark night’s blue,
The life running through my veins,
Getting me rid of all chains.
The last thing I have in my mind at the evening,
Belongs to you…
So as the first thought at the morning.
Nocturnal poetry, the lines written by feelings,
Guided by the heart, staying day-dreaming.
I’ve never thought that I’d feel alive once again,
That one day it will be the end of the rain.
You’ve showed me the b
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