kamala-elisa - Hello Poetry

Take my hand. Don't slip away. Look. Look, down, to the left. There. See that swirling mist of darkness Shadowed by screams of suicide? See that abyss of despair from which no one truly departs? Now look up. See my hand? I'm here. I am the white fire here to warm your tired heart. I am the tiger Who will guide you from your desolate jungle. I am the one who stands unshaken Amidst the crash of breaking worlds. Take my hand and you'll come to the light. I'm here for you. Trust me.

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Feb 19, 2014

Feb 19, 2014 at 10:52 PM UTC

kamala-elisa

Savior

Take my hand. Don't slip away. Look. Look, down, to the left. There. See that swirling mist of darkness Shadowed by screams of suicide? See that abyss of despair from which no one truly departs? Now look up. See my hand? I'm here. I am the white fire here to warm your tired heart. I am the tiger Who will guide you from your desolate jungle. I am the one who stands unshaken Amidst the crash of breaking worlds. Take my hand and you'll come to the light. I'm here for you. Trust me.

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Dream of Flying When I dream of flying, its a nightmare. Because in my dreams I soar on the backs of dragons, I soar on silver wings and sit on the clouds. Each time I wake up something dies. I long for the feeling of flying again. Despair pierces my heart like a glass shard, I feel trapped, enclosed. I will never be free, I will never soar in the clouds.

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Feb 19, 2014

Feb 19, 2014 at 1:56 AM UTC

kamala-elisa

Dream of Flying

Dream of Flying When I dream of flying, its a nightmare. Because in my dreams I soar on the backs of dragons, I soar on silver wings and sit on the clouds. Each time I wake up something dies. I long for the feeling of flying again. Despair pierces my heart like a glass shard, I feel trapped, enclosed. I will never be free, I will never soar in the clouds.

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Am I the only one who dreams of the future instead of the past Who watches the clouds pass and counts the stars instead of reflecting them in my teardrops Who sings instead of cries myself to sleep Who would rather listen than inform Who thinks of life as a whirlwind instead of a trap Who dances in the rain and smiles at the sun Who regards challenges as obstacles to be overcome? Sometimes, happiness is more solitary than loneliness.

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Feb 17, 2014

Feb 17, 2014 at 11:45 PM UTC

kamala-elisa

The Only Oneis

Am I the only one who dreams of the future instead of the past Who watches the clouds pass and counts the stars instead of reflecting them in my teardrops Who sings instead of cries myself to sleep Who would rather listen than inform Who thinks of life as a whirlwind instead of a trap Who dances in the rain and smiles at the sun Who regards challenges as obstacles to be overcome? Sometimes, happiness is more solitary than loneliness.

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