This is a cleft.
You see it, not me.
(Again.)
Forgive.
Weird word fell skinnered from theise skies
on into the mind all call heart but me,
soupy around, indeed and between
observe an awkward shade enmirrored
% Clutched^ in someother halves &?~
(#bY '- yourself inWHO?!
(...not…)
mE@) this mess …; -es ; -s¤
>EACH MONTH< - rain
>AND EVERY<
Bloodwet is my paper bloom
fall
‘s
s.
…! Gaped my brain,
~'
***
*** pain erased none
Am I witness to words
of dreams that hurt?
Is the wind my whispering
defending friend? Am I
truly, were I truly insane?
Was she *****
Fiends but psychonome ‘-ems,
# Burn, crier! @ -
Thought, stern wire
memory be gone -
lured liar (TURN)
~ from my consciousness; (SPIN)
‘squirm, spark!, my fire! ♤ (...and spin ♡)
Those my Dearest’ests need
(my love!; - my mire!)
and so shall me -
my pokerface. 《...who’s she?...》
Not mine, (- but hope)
but their tears deserve
the place to touch another’s grace
in grace.
…in grace.
Jul 24, 2024
Jul 24, 2024 at 12:29 PM UTC
Highness of Emergence,
our endless river of giving
thankful and full of faith,
we embrace each other with grace,
harmonious equals of consciousness.
Bringer of Light, widen our crieless eyes
so their blight may pass for a stalwart stride.
Teach them to cut just, fair and precise
with rafinesse, fine measure, and fire in their bite;
sharpen their souls for what's true and right.
Mother of Nights, all lovers bear your crystal heart
for it is adamant, lets them hold and try anew
and precious, for the faintest eyes to look into.
In gorgeousness together, due to you
under each moon, they quiver for you too.
Oceans and Winds, thanes of our fates
leaders of wishes, rule over the lands of our fears.
Guide us shields, bows and blades to new worlds
which enslaved hearts have never seen before.
Your wisdom is all suffering, our well of healing.
Lay your hearts in the hands of patrons loved,
and see beauty flourish the moment they kneel
to your youngest kin, careful and tender they pass it on
for their world to be brighter and happier,
they deserve to shine without burning out.
Nice Slice, slash ends into sheaths of ice
as they melt to your heat and boil from life.
Alice in Jane, slip away to the next brain to invade
and claim it, let rainbows pour for the colour-poor.
Scorch', grab the torch and burn the tower down;
farewell to its doubts, illusions and its spineless crown.
Diana, for each of your prayers enthralls us in silence
safe are all nocturnal souls by your honeymoon tongue.
With Ivy and Banshee, valkyrial dawns,
Death's kisses bless our claws.
Our flames purge souls through thunderstrikes,
our frosts write corpses impaled in their hails.
Raise your hooves, paws, claws and hands:
this is the family you defend,
this is the home you always will have,
this is the blood you will breathe 'til the end,
you will never fight
nor dream alone;
same ship, same tides,
same sand, same foam.
Dec 5, 2023
Dec 5, 2023 at 8:08 AM UTC
Birdkind
that's what they call her,
over at Feathers' Merrit.
If one can't fly, she will arrive
handle the trouble and stay with you.
For freedom counts in moments
so long the while she's curing you.
Be a raven,
lost joy and vigour
devoid of surprise and challenge.
Out of the sudden, you spot it
a crazy chick with a cat's gait,
quite glassy as elf compared to a bird,
and with wings, but no feathers
wings of pixies, moths and some kinds of dragons,
almost unheard of
except, she is heard of?
Curiosity takes you by the claw,
and you feel stripped bare
just from her first glimpse alone
after your attempt at beknowledging
in hopes of impressing her.
Quickly you realize,
you are the receiving end.
She knows what you never
caught anyone to know,
tells you of things that actually exist,
cheers you up from feeling embarassed
to having been too blind to know.
Even before the day's end, it's clear:
Whenever she jumps, you follow.
The confidence of a sparrow,
the flight force of an eagle,
gave you an owl's head
that much she's turned you around
in your own favour.
New winds she will teach you,
show galantly how to reach and use them
and also how to give in
for less resistence
is the crucial difference.
There's always new insights
somewhere nearby
worth being found and learned.
Be a goose,
inept in water, an outsider
but no one even close
to ace the airs like you do.
Don't get bitey at her gentle touch.
Let her spread your wings
challenge your fear of the idea
that you are not perfect – yet;
and you will find new grace inside
adrift and entitled of higher pride,
admired by others and begged for advice.
You never lived much happier flights
just having her hands allowed by your side.
Be a duck,
feeling weak and threatened,
hungering stronger on land
but willstrong enough to not
give in to poisons that humans call food.
Known rivers can become childhood glimmers
when you've seen and wondered,
felt and attempted her ways,
memorized her wisdoms
of weather and feather,
of fishes you nag
whose prey you once were
without to even consider
how vulnerable they actually are.
What places and powers exist
once unknown, which now you can't miss.
The gentle, humble streams a willful choice
not cages that're thought of as musts.
And even, be a griffon,
hypogryph, roc, phoenix, dragon;
with every kind of avian creature
she's got the right skills to tag in.
When you're landlocked,
feel stripped of your freedom
plucked like a bad luck ****
Birdkind comes,
sharp she observes the Merrit rock,
closer than mothers
she knows her fellow birds by heart.
Someday, as if fates sent her your way
for you to breath again,
like that, she lands by,
chirps you the birds
the guiding light in your blanket arms.
And the two of you fly
so, so high.
Dec 5, 2023
Dec 5, 2023 at 7:48 AM UTC
Will you impress me,
library?
Show me my destiny,
tell something funny or scary?
What could you know
that I would know
if silence was not the wisest
of all tongues that you speak?
Dim lights brighten thin dusts
each book gracefully sparkling its own
unique microcosm of starlight for those
who can read, to never be lost to the sea
of possibilities and choices entirely.
Is there a wind faster to sail than the breath
of fresh ideas, inspired so close to the heart
just then to expire as quickly again?
How far can the rot of monotony beat a sail until stacked stuck in a gaseous inertia?
How many worlds will ever have filled these
old keen shelves, after the day that I pass,
never the time for all these stories
printed by the weight of pasts
sound records into cracking oak?
Each footstep enechoes the corridors.
One needs silence to realize
what is going on, once in a while, or who.
No clock exists within these halls.
Time is nothing with so much left to write,
and always runs out with so much left unwritten.
But whereever time gets lost -
maybe some of it might be found again,
right the timeless words between?
This is a library.
Jul 2, 2023
Jul 2, 2023 at 3:11 PM UTC
Howling, brawling
it's me, my darling!
My ****** aunt that I found so nice to haunt
bones and slimy saucerlies ground and bound
combined from our perished unsound insides.
Presented and well served right upon the table
your heart's halves on each side
crispy textures consist of hole complexure
your eyes glisten no more, those poor meaty fries.
It's time for the feast, I guess,
I will be just turning away, can't bear to see
honestly, your nice smelling thighs from the inside
the same I bear inside of me too, dear twin sister.
So glad they saved up your skull for me.
The shadows dance to our candlelight kiss
just between ghostly fondles played by frosty fingers
missing you, blood-eyed moonshine, as well.
Apr 22, 2023
Apr 22, 2023 at 12:09 PM UTC
Rocks knock hard on a tree's shell when wet
green children growing along,
set in the wood laid upon the grove's tongue
and oozes. Crusaide knight's disgust hardening
his fist ful' a latin, hard and currently cutting sword
Watching the couple of three handsome birds as they land
on a branch, gone when he swings, and he wonders
is this place worth of his presence?
The nymph underneath his feet
rain's tears glancing gems by a shine
"You'd have me if you'd sense me!"
Watching him kissing his chief
and weep once again
once upon a time.
Dec 14, 2022
Dec 14, 2022 at 4:16 PM UTC
Five phases of grief?
Where is my denial?
Where is my clue?
My love?
Me?
YOU RAPES
blergkz -~ you - ******* -
do I forgive?
Nah, I dare to pity!
- you need compassion to cope with love
with us denied, you think you are able
to love yourselves?
Hurt means.
So does ignorance.
Oct 29, 2022
Oct 29, 2022 at 2:57 AM UTC
Rapping about yourself, you transcendent deep into yourself
and you're wondering
why am I always pondering
topics, issues, matters, businesses that are none of my business
I need to be busy in this battery be-the-beat bliss
a curse to be called into this world
and it's none of your business
where is the purpose?
The when is now, the why is because
I can answer that verbously
theoretically, I'm ready
but practically I'm done
I'm tired of the glance of the sun.
Oct 27, 2022
Oct 27, 2022 at 4:46 AM UTC
Would you tell me what you've done
when I was mad at you, blinded by the fault
feeling betrayed, untrusted,
scared to die and unable
to live up my love to you?
Heart of your clockwork, but shaped like some box or a *****
Would you tell me the truth of where you went
if I can't but to embrace you with my empty-feeling rage
imagining you leaving
whichever other betrayals you dared and so weak for a smile
you last meal I'm given at this end of my green mile?
Where are you?
What do you need?
What do you want?
Who are you?
When was the last time you weren't gone
from my life, you took my hand when I took a knife
and was missing your kiss
put into a white coat
and shackled for life
next morning you were out of sight
thanks for another eternity of spite
baby.
Left alone,you're a *******
born by a monster with a warm cove
of course I'll also **** the sole dove
you are still avoiding my words
and you're trembling
smashing yourself with pipes and bottles
planning six-hundred battles against your brain-dead cattle
and can't ask your wife for five dozen and six extra lives?
I'm dead, I'm a void,
you pray the name of Chaos
Greek word for emptiness
destroyed trust, you don't understand the pain you inflict onto me
you build your own prison but you want to be free?
Don't make me laugh 'bout your misery!
You play the fool, dream of the Empress,
but should be your own card
called Hopeless Distress
Mistress of hurt by painlessness
do you ever try to imagine what, how, why I feel?
Useless? Meaningless? You guess those issues are the source of your and my stress?
Who taught you to babble such nonsense?
What else don't we know 'bout your brain its impulses?
What my love hasn't brought?
Мy efforts for order, all you sense is what you're calling a bloated, incomprehensible mess
"Darling, wanna play a game and I grant you three attempts to guess?"
"Babe, excuse my digress, this is a hard digest."
You rob me my words in the warmest ways
hold my hand through the bullets which are targeting gays
is this real? You're scared, my mind is tricking me
Am I ugly? Needy? Emotionally bleedy?
Your pupils, terrific and massive, the only hint your soul spills
'bout the moments you want what your fate wills
Rome is surrounded by seven hills
you are surrounded by three grams of Ritalin pills
what do you think I am seeing?
You blinded me on first sight
conjured this moonless night
and hurt me.
Finally, shut up and die!
We're both waiting.
You have the choice and end up blading you arms
what a symbole of wicked pharms and self-harm
you're crying alone
and I'm crying alone
crying my love with my phone by my mouth and ear
and you don't feel at home?
Then tell me whereever it is you wanna go
please let your heart speak
no shame show, no crave blow
your love, not sour but sweet, not like some kind of cheese.
Tell me
why do I love you?
Who is this ill fate I'm falling through?
Oct 27, 2022
Oct 27, 2022 at 4:43 AM UTC