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BattleOh, this battle I've gone through before I've forgotten, chosen to ignore Strikes me again, restarts the warBattle
Forgiveness: Killed by the wind of rage My patience long been past I unleashed the wind from its cage Shattering the spell that been cast
Hope: Slowly raped upon this stage Come ye actors, perform! Show us the act we wish to engage Power of the storm!
Oh, this battle I've gone through before I've forgotten, chosen to ignore Strikes me again, restarts the war
Peace: An illusion that betrays all
by *SvinRazmig
Rip ItThe darkness of your humor The mood of your vision The rough silk of your voice Dispelling words of derision Whispers so softly, deeply Into my attentive ear Your words crashing, mingling Then quickly disappearRip It
Then you shatter the sky
With your hell-demon's scream What was beheld as eyes Beheld as sweet sweet dreams Has been revealed as lies Ripped by you at the seams
Rip it You sound so delicious When you sound so vicious Rip it Give us a another howl Deepen it to a growl Rip it Oh, yes, let it be done
by *SvinRazmig
Dogs
Poetry and Prose
"For the Fairest"This gray sky Embraces me As a fog does A harbor. I feel the"For the Fairest"
Chill. Waiting for the wind To bring me Home, Across the sea To that evening star. The portal to the Western Edge. The Brink of Tartarus,
The dwelling of Chaos. Pass me the golden Apple It belongs to Love. "The Fairest of All" Passage the pain And
Discourage remorse. Hold him close. Life is too short. Thus Love is immortal Among the emotions, Most beautiful and The most fickle. I am conquered. A humble
by ~juliet26-dear
OpheliaI fell so deepOphelia
So quick,
I must have
Sank three inches. I can't tell
Anymore. I just want my flowers back. The blood splattered
Wild flowers: My orchids. My bleeding hearts. My daisies. My childhood. The realm where death Hasn't drowned me. Where I just keep sinking, Deep into my flowers, Beautiful at last. The willow knew what was Best For the lost little girl. Eventually it had to
Let go. Every parent does. A stream For a cradle Instead of a
Bed. No one loves An
by ~juliet26-dear
My Monsters are my FailuresI keep looking overMy Monsters are my Failures
My shoulders, Waiting for something to Catch me. Unguarded. Susceptible to
Emotional trauma. My body is useless anyway. Fucking rip it to shreds, Make a mess! I know. I know. I know I should be... Glad, Loving, More. I am your flower But I have no nectar For you. Just smiles. Swift kisses. Broken hearts.
by ~juliet26-dear
Winter gives me HopeBlack-headed little bird Flutters in desperation. Bright eyed and plump, Winter'sWinter gives me Hope
Song bringer. So little color, Smothering the alive With the colorless
Dead. Only hooded travelers, Play life in an underworld Season. My bird. The trees frightened,
Skeleton beings; Awaiting a warmth, The only heaven: Is life after death. Even then there's always Punishment. Winter is Earth's Hell For the living, Without a Soul. But even some Flourish in Hell. I guess there's Hope for me There
by ~juliet26-dear
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- Favourite poet or writer: John Clare, Emily Dickinson, Shakespeare, Dante Gabriel Rossetti, Dante Alighieri
- Personal Quote: "Flecti, non frangi." To bend, not to break.
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| Muffin and me, when we were young, and Patch the teddy bear. ('83-'84) MY AIM: To strive to write poems that have universal appeal, allowing multiple interpretations. Though many of my poems may stem from my experiences-- others, too-- and I write in first person... I see the first person as a character I want the reader to connect with-- to forget about the author and see themselves in the character's place. |
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