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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
UntitledelititnUthe earth was a mug of dirt and water
until milk came from the sky
we drink until standing in
an empty silo.
Fall stormsEddies push and pull me
Like a windblown leaf
The air is thinner
The sky, stronger
The sodden Earth clutches
my feet no longer.
And The Rain Spoke
I looked outside,
maybe I didn’t need to,
and I saw the rain,
dotting the ground
in a brilliant lattice.
And so I stopped the
humming fans in my room,
and I heard the faintest sound
of a billion drops,
begging to be heard.
They whispered to me,
Can you hear it?
There is no reason,
there is only sound.
Sound, and those
who notice it.
And if you’re careful,
you can feel the world
like it was tied to your feet.
So listen closely…
The Flames of LifeThe glowing warmth sways along
As the flames of life dance to the unheard music of the forest.
The trees bend closer to feel the heat spread into their limbs.
The sparks fly free from the clutches of the fire
And climb up into the branches.
The heat gathers and from its depths,
The beginnings of the leaves appear.
The children that are born from the fire’s breath.
They grow and frolic in the wind,
But the limbs keep them leashed
So as not to let them flutter away.
The giggling of the rambunctious youths flourishes
Throughout the whole of the waking forest
And the children bathe in the rays of sunlight.
They caress the winds with their vibrant green hands
They begin to notice the mesmerizing flames below.
They see their intricate movements
And silence is given as they watch in awe.
The leaves slowly change their sickly shades
To imitate the fiery dancers.
No longer is the forest a sea of green.
It grows into an ocean of fire.
The leaves are witnesses to the blazing
CreekMy feet find
the worn steps
where our feet
have found footing many times before
As I walk down
I become surrounded
hiding me from our gray society
Down at the bottom
a small stream runs
faster than a bullet
and deep enough to swim
Frogs jump away
into the dark water
darting fast and crazily
so I can't see the lovely waters deep
We built a dock down here
so sound and sturdy
so I could sit and watch
nature's glorious aquarium
The water does a crazy thing
and heals my wounds within
while I just sit and smile
watching all the tadpoles learn to swim
Rain slides off power lines.
Streetlamps illuminate, their light bleeding
into charcoal roads.
Cars honk, splashing delicate people
Their footprints mark their path.
Doors open and shut,
unwilling to allow
one to shake water
from their skin.
The sky empties its pockets
in salt wind.
TorchesThree trees on the street
I follow on my way each morning
Like Autumn candles held aloft
In defiant vermillion splendor...
Burn bright, my signposts,
Waymarkers in the wheel of my year:
As late November's humors and freezing mists
Surround the bare bones of Autumn Past,
Hold the darkness at bay a little longer
'Til the solstice turns us sunward again.
Love At First SightShrouded in a thin mist,
He stares at me eye level.
I'd only ever seen him from below,
But now I am sky high,
Mesmerized by his breathtaking beauty
Emerging softly from the clouds.
His familiar face brings me peace
As I glide past him in the darkness,
Onward to my destination.
I may never see him this way again,
So I soak in the view,
Memorize his emitting curves of light,
And rest easy as he descends below the horizon once again.
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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