Love's not wicked, he was;
She's sincere and he wasn't;
Love is patient, you rushed;
She's not angry, he's always mad;
Not violent but he hit you.
Love is beautiful, look in the mirror;
Love is caring, show it;
Love is joy, embrace her;
Love heals, you'll see;
Immortal - "till death do you part";
Love - Is real; you'll know when you find him.
Nov 19, 2017
Nov 19, 2017 at 10:11 AM UTC
To the world unknown,
Be beautiful,
With great expanses of green,
Filled with flowers unseen,
Unicorns and the unreal animals.
Be gentle and kind,
Have no harsh weather or natural disasters,
Not too much sunlight,
I don't want sunburns,
Not too much snow,
I don't want to catch a cold,
Not too much rain,
I don't want flood.
Just adequate,
The way I like it.
To the world unknown,
Be filled with beautiful souls and beautiful people,
With no violence or war,
Where people die of old age,
Not of sickness or diseases,
Nor of poison or venom.
To the world unknown,
I know you're not real,
But sometimes I wish you'd exist once in a while,
Because sometimes I need a break.
Sometimes. Because other times, Earth seems a lot more awesome,
Beautiful also,
And I haven't seen the half of it,
It may not be perfect as in the beginning,
But to an imperfect being such as myself,
You would only interest me for a while,
In the long run you'd be boring.
To the world unknown,
You cannot exist,
Because I don't have the power to make you exist.
I don't have the power to make you exist because
The I am that I am has made it so,
Because the world He has created,
The one I live in,
The one that actually exists,
Is more beautiful than you.
May 15, 2017
May 15, 2017 at 4:37 PM UTC
Today I bought white roses. She let me in, and like the others, she made me paint them red. In the end, I was as pale as the flowers when I bought them, while they were a rich crimson red that tasted like iron while the scent of blood danced through the air. Nonetheless, it was unnaturally mesmerizing, much like her.
May 13, 2017
May 13, 2017 at 8:48 AM UTC
She may have been Rose,
She may have been beautiful,
Wearing the scent of a thousand spring blooms,
And I may have held on too long,
Wearing scars like skin,
Getting wounds that never healed,
Did I realize she was nothing but the thorns of a thousand summers,
That pierced more than my flesh.
May 13, 2017
May 13, 2017 at 8:44 AM UTC
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
The world will drown in blood,
Because they seek chaos.
Hellebores are black,
The hell-born are here,
Blood in their wake,
The world in blinding darkness.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Hell is empty,
And sin incarnates walk amongst men.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Not all are red,
They come in black too.
Apr 14, 2017
Apr 14, 2017 at 4:14 PM UTC
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
And facing my fears,
Is just another interlude.
Apr 14, 2017
Apr 14, 2017 at 4:04 PM UTC
We went from Hi's and Hey's to talking bout school, you know, talking bout you and how your family doing .
I thought I knew you but it gon take more than questions bout how you doing and relationship problems you know.
Didn't take long to figure that this bond wasn't deep, just a surface thing, kinda like whatchu call shallow. Soon enough I forgot your favorite colour, favourite food, pretty much everything you said you like, deep down I wished we were more. I know we couldn't rush things cos these things take time but we fell out before we even got the chance .
I wish I'd just wave my hand and it'll be alright but the beauty of reality is what makes the difference.
Mar 6, 2017
Mar 6, 2017 at 4:35 PM UTC
I tried harder to better my skills with the pen than I did to save us
I was, no,
I am selfish, self centered
I'm not a pro at what I do
But I fail a lot more to keep us going ,
When I tried to keep up with everything she said
I'd zone out thinking about what next to write
But every time, I came up empty .
How do I put my soul to words ?
When I can't even find the voice in my soul, no
How do I search for something in something so broken ?
I thought I loved her, but I only liked the fact she loved me,
I only love myself
A selfish, egoistic megalomaniac with nothing to lose,not even myself,
I lost myself to vanity long before I could tell,
Love like this I do not deserve
_Amour fastice_, an act I presumed
Jan 18, 2017
Jan 18, 2017 at 4:10 AM UTC
"I see, that's why you seem broken",he said to me,"the problem is your origin, from whence you came is in ruins, lest it be fixed you can't take another step forward or you'll cease to be", and a fear so terrifying engulfed me, my knees buckled and my eyes stung with tears. I wanted to scream, I wanted them to know my anguish, feel my fears, know my pain. What purpose was the life I'd led to this point and I asked him,"what if my origin ceased to exist?" And he looked at me with, was that uncertainty? Terror? In his eyes, I was too disoriented to discern and he told me,"boy, then the life ahead of will be one with unimaginable suffering,but should your will stay alive remain unwavering and you survive, then what comes next I am uncertain but one thing is for certain, you'd be different and probably powerful, if you wish to continue, go but make sure a part of you remains the same, do not forget who you are. The little one will stay with me till you return". In that moment I knew what I had to do, Cien couldn't go with me and I had to come back alive for her.
Dec 13, 2016
Dec 13, 2016 at 10:54 AM UTC
See us
"Where?"
In your gallery
Because that's where we can deceive the eyes of others into thinking we are one- a couple,
I like the idea at the same time I hate the nightmare called reality,
The dream I had will only be a dream, what hope has it to be real?
Dec 2, 2016
Dec 2, 2016 at 5:21 AM UTC