virtual reticence
revives the ken
in random pride
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virtual reticence
revives the ken
in random pride
Burst of color
in honeyed light
sky afire
sense the vaccuum invading,
fulsome quiet
falls away
Translucent threads
illuminated
in decent
of Salome's
dance
I can't see histories
in black and whites
JUICE
Grape,
Cranberry,
Apple,
Orange,
I WANT SOME JUICE!!!!
live
die
wonder
why
reaper
appears
life
withers
deliver the offal news
in deliberate restitution chic
Death come sweetly
steal me
with a kiss
The drip of rain
on the window pains
Quite night:
wind howls;
alone; silence;
hissing fear.
8 is too many, 5 would be more of a challenge.
poverty speaks,
misery scowls,
guilt reeks,
owls
haunt
an Amoral
person
will sell
their own smile
a Beautiful
person
will shelf
their own dream
an inexorable
Messenger
will live
their own account
I have lost my soul
among ocean
waves
live
and let heed
the starving staid souls
Did you die?
You've been gone
so long...
teacup on a saucer
nativity on a dais
Scented breath
stirs the air
tingling my flesh
Knock Out
left alone,
nothing
but rambling
ambsace
and whim
What more
can I do
but wait
still
She sold
truth
in a cup
of lies
Your lies angrify me
Blood chokes me bitterly
;)
Bitter is the drink
which I must swallow
Blood-drenched and battered
clutching cruel flames for comfort
It's still too early
to have lunch, girly
Tea poured
like a slow leak in reality
Death
a sweet song
lulls one
to sleep
Resolve
Might darkness forlorn smite true
Sense of purpose
I Died
In My dream;
Woke Up
A L I V E!
The taste of life
like soil
from Earth
What price this blood?
What price this land?
Lethe let me forget
E V E R Y T H I N G
I ever knew
Fly
on the wings of a murderous
dove.
Halt there, citizen!
Your carbon-copy smile
stings me.
Lift your lips
Soft satin wings
Reach mine
when wings that fly collide,
must we die?
there where we move
and touch
are monsters
Catch some tears,
From his lashes.
And sleep.
cute dumb eyes
slender tail wagging
ribs exposed
I love this.Quote:
Originally Posted by qimissung
my parched throat sings out
for an icecream