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Heart's callWhat do you desire?
To be rid of my longing,
To dull that fire.
For a pure sense of belonging.
How will you get rid of your longing?
I will find someone who will help me forget my drought,
To help me lose all reasoning,
Who will peer through my doubt.
Who is this wondrous savior?
He is a man of many talents,
A man whom I can savor
A man whom will understand my ballad.
How does he look?
He is blue-eyed, smooth haired.
His lengthy, smooth, and soft body was the hook.
Looks that always make me happy, no matter how I once faired.
Wondrous, safety, and protective.
Life’s little days becoming productive.
The Venom, The KissA kiss can happen any moment,
Even if that’s not what was meant.
A heart beats
Finding out when and where is the feat.
The kiss brings two together
One will leave with a broken soul in the ether
One will leave with a broken heart
Where will the fracture start?
Poems are written, but never read
The simple heart run’s unfed
As the rivers run, and with the rising sun
Don’t let young love continuously run
A venomous bit
A horrendous sight
Love will break
Looking into the lake.
A Lone Heart's DreamI climb the mountains,
I see the light.
Is it but a dream from the fountain,
or is it truly the end of my plight.
Will my salvation come before the great dark,
or will I need to fight the darkness and tide before the end.
I'll give my blood, my body, and my soul for the mark,
the mark of the savior, the mark of the martyr, let this be my last bend.
Let the face I have seen within the fountain be he,
he who shall save me. And bring the light into
the cave ever so dark, where I'll be able to see.
I'll be his, to have and to hold, no longer blue.
As I dream of you
My hopes renew.
Wrath is my sin part 1 Wrath is my sin, Lust is my bait, Envy was my Life, Sloth was my luxury, Gluttony was my fear, Greed was my true goal, and Pride my driving force.
I am Brianna Orays, I may be 16 but I hold knowledge stronger than most men can handle. In my afterlife, I look back on my first life. I regret my decision.
One day when I was home I was cooking a lovely vegetable soup over the open flame. When my husband walked into the house, we were a poor family but I was able to gather fruits and vegetables to make sure we always were fed and had our taxes paid.
When I looked at him he looked like he had been given the best news of his life, he looked around the house and asked me, "Where are our children?"
A smile played over my face, "Suzan is in the garden gathering flowers and Jacob is out playing with the other town boys. They'll be back in a little bit."
I went back to stirring the stew and humming my favorite tune
The Curse/Ladies GiftThe cake was poisoned. The love was a lie. The cake was a lie…The love was poisoned.
I lay in the warm blood; essence of my life. My heart beat slowly fading and my life slowly leaving me. Before I knew it I had fallen into a sleep…a sleep that will last an eternity.
After what seemed like forever of darkness I began to stir, a warm light pulled me out of my body. My soul was free.
I am Brianna Orays, I was a 16 year old girl, dressed in my wedding dress, I lived with no one until I found Him, he saved me…or so I thought. My heart was his and he tainted it and sent me to this vortex of light and probably into heaven…I'll always watch over him…and make sure he pays for what he did to me.
Wrath is my sin, Lust is my bait, Envy was my Life, Sloth was my luxury, Gluttony was my fear, Greed was my true goal, and Pride my driving force.
My house was my own, I owned my husband. Then he decided to go against my wishes…and never came back…For this, the cake never came into existenc
Spring is a NinjaI know spring must change things,
but she's like a ninja at night
with a sly smile and a subtle presence.
She must have trained for years
with saffron robed monks
to master the imperceptibly quick movements
that noiselessly sneak tiny green buds onto twigs
and hide small pink flowers
around maroon leaves no longer than my pinky.
I see her work each morning
in the delicate shifting
of one thing to the next
but I never see her,
and it feels like each change she makes
has been there forever.
Third DestinationThe sky was grey
It was raining
the whole day
No houses, no trees
There was a scent
of salty, bitter tears
Then wind was blowing
Away the broken
pieces of paper
My soul, my home
That was the memory of my
Beautiful WorldBorn free here on earth:
Huge herds in the world.
Wild and free - so live animals
In our unique beautiful world.
Huge forests once on earth
Until the man was born.
Nature so green. Grazing on glade
Is a deer quite shy but close.
Rain over dry countries.
I see the awakening of nature.
Rainbow makes me dream
Peacefully after a hot dry night.
Fog over high mountains,
Waterfall – force of nature,
Silence … just a bird chirping
When the morning is awake.
Sun standing high in the sky
But when the night will soon be dark:
Dark blue is the sky then -
I see the world with different eyes
As long as it still exists.
Because I am just a part of life
In a dying world untouched.
Second DestinationOn the upside down mountain
Colored oil black
I saw a house there
Front of it the bridge
between the mountain and a
200 floors high building
while 10 children
were running on the roof
All died in the fall
And so was my
AndromedaAmongst the darkened skies
Brightened by only starlight
Field & Sea.
Gravity is only an afterthought
Hilltops become ladders into the sky while
Inferior planets stare down upon the Earth
Jealous of such simplicity yet contemplating grandeur.
Keppler only thought of science
Linear, elliptical, movement…
Mythology had no such thoughts
Neptune & Nebulas both inhabit space
Orbiting across the lonely darkness
Probably never worried about mundane things
Questioning their existence
Right now or for all eternity such as us.
Shooting stars make us joyful while
Terminator is an otherworldly spectacle
Unknown to all those hidden in their houses
Various stars await us outside
Waiting to play like we did before
Xenagogue & inviting
Youthful but ancient curiosities.
Zenith induced euphoria continues until daylight…
The Beauty of the Flight OneOh bird,
oh how I envy you so
with your wings so delicate
but has the strength
to fight and navigate through
the ever pushing winds
your sharp and fine beak
an open even
the hardest of words and nuts
to provide the proper amount of food
for your beloved nest
You work so diligently
looking around for signs of danger
to later take flight
if it comes to that
but staying to fight
if your nest comes to harms way
Your call expresses many emotions
that I myself sometimes feel
the purtrid cry of sorrow
the beligerant screech of anger
the prepossessing song of love and content
Oh how I envy many things
of your careful, free life
I still know of the great dangers
that you constantly face
and I will always admire
how dutefully you deal
with all the troubles
that come with being a bird
Astronaut, calling from Soilthe astronaut landed
on a nylon moon.
the walls of net allowed no entry
he had a frail bronze skin,
so had a suit of emerald.
and six twig legs were
state of the art, back on Soil.
a giant monster,
jeans and pink and t-shirt,
attacked him in sudden, accidental savagery.
now the astronaut is shutting down,
all in the name of letting a giant
get higher than he needed to.
Wooden WhaleKnock, knock, knock
said the whale
is this cold
as you float
When the men
come one day
you will die
under the waves
of this empty ocean
So wail in
When time was froze
My breath blew across the land.
Yet no one knows
What I had planned.
I knew, I felt,
I heard, I froze,
The king had knowledge withheld.
The Jester began to doze.
Energy in the kingdom drained
My plan was simple and nearly done.
Though everything was explained,
In the end, there was only destruction.
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