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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
it perches on my rounded lips
as a bird prepared for flight.
I will fill it with my soul
until it's bulging - days stretched
so thin they hardly separate
and butterfly mornings blur
into strawberry eves.
In a blink it will be gone,
a breath too hard and
Autumn in My BloodLustrous morning jeweled with dew
Spirited brown sugar winds
Summer's haze is stripped away
The sky shines like crystal
Every tree a tapestry
A masterpiece of color
Lively air spices my lungs
And whips my hair around me
The earth is awake with every fiber
A festival of roguish splendor
Beauty, Concerning a Spider WebDew drops catch the first light
From the rising sun, still stretching
As it awakens for another day,
It’s routine tasks unchanged.
The shadows shrink as the new day dawns,
The heat of day lighting up everything.
Not much is hidden from its scorching rays
As the day burns on.
The web, now devoid of moisture,
Is hidden from view, remaining
Invisible to all who pass it by,
Its beauty unrecognized.
As the sun starts it's eventual descent,
The world becomes restless as the
Light it adjusted to for vision
Starts to fade.
Shadows stretch across the ground,
Darkness slowly taking over as
The moon graces the sky, taking watch
Over the world below.
Soft white light bathes the world,
Dancing along the surface and
Adding a sense of wonder.
And the spider web, forgotten during
The day, now catches the moonlight as it
Dances along it's threads, bringing it to life.
Nature then readies to repeat its melody.
the creekilluminated green shivers
slender brown skeletons bear their life-giving factories
thick brown spines burrow deeper
water rolls and falls over ancient pressed earth
taking some with it on its journey
challenging the fish with its never ending agility
dainty aviators alight on tall grass
their iridescent bodies scatter sun
the light which makes the whole place glow
little skaters skate on melted, moving ice that bends to their will
they skate in groups, they scatter when approached
their long insect legs splayed
small birds whistle for attention
black-feathered scavengers boast about themselves
shrill cries come from birds of prey
bare-headed vultures are silent, only watchful and observant
New MoonI saw garish eyes of the skies
Sun and Moon in the ties
The husky east wind blew
Playing that dusky tune
The day effaced itself
Extinguishing it's hearth
The evening mourning time
When day and night combine
Then I saw springing stars
Blooming in nightly tars
Falling from their affixion
Burning out from the friction
Looking like fiery slashes
Turning out into ashes
I didn't make a wish
Not to feel too selfish
White clouds dyed black by night
Covered the sky ruining the sight
Lower and lower the moon went down
Behind the horizon to finally drown
Like into attar to bless a new morn
When Sun peeked afar, a new day was born
Halfassed Nature poemYou took my body
from the end
to the end.
You have become a parasite.
Bigger than the ones that ride
Tore me limb to limb.
Like the laws of nature
like a mother
I will set you to right.
shall be put to control.
Put to rest.
Like any other species
I will send a disease.
This epidemic will bring balance.
The loss will cut the numbers
just as you did to me.
And I shall claim myself back.
Unpleased with the creatures that have possessed me.
I cleans myself.
I will fight for myself.
My name is Earth.
ConstellationsInterconnections is quite intriguing
On one side you have brilliance
The other is dull to everyone else's view
The beauty of it all is the line...
The small line between amazing and wow
For what we hear is, "there's the silver lining!"
"The great dipper! I can see it!"
For the small diamonds are multiplying
They never leave and are our foundation
For we make a wish on a little light
We say please come true!
We rub our hands together and close our eyes tight
Tight enough to see the stars in our heart
We allow the light shine
And let the stars take us away
For everyone that wishes on a star builds something grand
They build a bridge that connects our hopes and dreams
And when we see it in the sky we build our little name
The name of infinity and beauty
Our little constellation in the sky
The SkyGo Outside and lay on the Grass
Look up toward the Sky
The Sky is like an Ocean,
And white Sea foam
Watch the Clouds shift slowly,
As they make their way across the Sky
As they travel,
spots of blue peak through the cracks
Nowhere to be seen
Hiding behind the misty Clouds
The Breeze blows gently
The Crickets chirp happily
Clouds form pictures to entertain
A silly face,
Or a mythical creature
One never gets bored,
Whilst watching the Sky
Be it Day,
To be free to move as a Cloud,
How wonderful it could be
Up above with deep blues,
And gentle whites
Take the time,
To go Outside,
And enjoy the Sky
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.
The TrundlerThe waste land behind the fire station is always silent. No birds sing there, and even the wild rabbits and feral cats avoid it. Weedy wildflowers nod their seasonal heads in the breeze. Lying fallow in the midst of housing developments, shopping malls, the new movie theater — the vacant lot stands out like a knife wound on a woman’s placid face, shocking, brazen, ugly.
It is always empty. Except for one thing: a ragged heap of old trash, all nasty black tar paper and vicious snarls of rusted wire, car parts and broken glass and other junkyard jetsam. The embodiment of injury waiting to happen, an invitation to a tetanus shot... the city never hauled it away. No one ever wants anywhere near it; it radiates an eerie sense of calculating watchfulness.
And at night, it wanders.
When darkness falls, and the last cars heading into the hives of tract housing stop illuminating the asphalt with moving-picture shadows, it… unfolds. Bitter, broken tangles, grotesquely mov
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