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Glory FangsWhite tipped black, black tipped white The night is black, the black is bright The angels float, the angels fall The waters dance, the waters crawl A shining face, a stinging shawl The singing stars sing not at all A shooting star, a lucky night Bequeathed upon thy Aphrodite Bejewed, besequenced, bewinged, bedight The only thing that flies tonight Is you and me again--arightGlory Fangs
by ~paintstains
Poetry Like Bitter MelonWriting poetry is like eating bitter melon.Poetry Like Bitter Melon
Most people chew a little and swallow really quickly so they don't have to taste very much. But poets, no, they have to go and swill it around in their mouths and mash it with their tongue and nibble it bit by bit so they can really, really relish and savor the full power of its bitterness. They do that with their lives. When something cruel or tragic happens to them, they stick it under a microscope and magnify it a hundred times then pick it apart. They relish it, and immerse themselves in it. They put
by ~paintstains
Children's GamesThe trees shrink smaller and needles rise up The violet tongue is retrieved and blossoms purse lips Butterflies fan backwards and re-patch dusty cocoons And the blind old frog is waterborne againChildren's Games
Think and unthink, walk and unwalk Mother's tears rise back and run over the leaves The ruins in the trench come back to kiss the precipice Unspin the webs and release the flies, Charlotte
I take my steps forwards and the sun takes his back I speak my words plentifully as the bird swallows his I knot stitch by stitch, I braid string by string The clock, the calender is kn
by ~paintstains
A Closing DoorYou will not ask me for this dance,A Closing Door
You will not ever hold my hands
And now I'm waiting,
There you stand,
With nothing but a passing glance
Flailing arms scream you adore,
But in my mind I know for sure,
What once was there,
Is there no more
A passing glance, a closing door
by ~paintstains
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Breathe You InAfraid.Breathe You In
With these fears come tears that evaporate with the morning dew,
always to be kept a secret from you. Treading on skin that has stretched past the point, bending with bones that break at the joint. Shoved in a closet with all my possessions, the lies and lust and utter obsessions. Doors made of diamonds you'll never break through, Not real diamonds of course but the kind that we knew. The kind crafted of memories, and masks and moans, the kind that ponder and press the unknowns. Our lives that seem so bleak and burdened with youth, so unjust and unfit to handle this truth. Al
by ~AlterEgo1629
Any LessI never knew there was a light Until I couldn't see itAny Less
Anymore You broke my heart and stole the pieces
You're just the boy who broke my heart
Limb from limb was torn apart Gave my all and then some Hoping it would never come To 12 am phone calls that you'd Press ignore and be rude 'Cause I won't think any less of you. I can't.
I never knew to get to you I'd make myself a fool But in your world, I'm the crazy ex-girl Who lost it and fell through If you haven't noticed Patches can't stick to hearts of stone In your world e
by ~sweet-tart90
Whispers in My MindThrilling waves crash against my bare chest Nearby friends laugh and grasp their shaking sides On the beach there's suppose to be no stress But ominous whispers fill my mind as I watch the tidesWhispers in My Mind
The faint murmurs call my colorless name I cannot sight the mysterious voice As the day lingers on, I tire of this strange game But whether I like it or not, I have no choice
The stars peek out from behind their black blanket And I begin to realize the familiar whisper I cannot believe my ears yet But the unsettling voice belongs to her
As I lie on my bed, swe
by ~beyondazn
Comforting DarknessDarkness comes to take me home, Home to the shadows where I belong, Too long have I spent away from its embrace, Too long have I spent in this blinding light, Hoping for something more, Something to quantify this sad existence.Comforting Darkness
But hope is a poison, Bringing delirium of better times, Only to choke the life from your dreams, Harsh reality mercilessly at your throat, Squeezing all childish thoughts out of existence, Leaving you to asphyxiate upon the smothering truth of reality.
To dream is to die, To love is to suffer, Hope and you will not live,
by ~Shadow-of-Temptation
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"I can stand up to bullets, explosions, fire, beaten, yet there is no way to stand up to love and all that it brings and breaks"Ghost The day befor training
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"I can stand up to bullets, explosions, fire, beaten, yet there is no way to stand up to love and all that it brings and breaks"Ghost The day befor training
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I'll never forgive SMeyer. I got stabbed in the arm with a pencil because of that pear-shaped bitch.
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