shemagick - Hello Poetry

faint divine sun dances between trees and branches falling upon my fig tree open my rib, set my heart free. ~and all our fingers, all our veins, each are branches of a mission. and with life we wrinkle, with age we sacrifice fertile freedom. enlightment keeps us alive like the nurturing water. but immortality? fig is the fruit of realization, as golden wisdom rays bless you, forever. immortality is in the wisdom of mysteries.~ fig is a wise man sitting on a vast, ancient land. his eyes seem to find something, in the secrets mist held. ~and you search all fountains, all cups, yet you found it in a lake. and never, never so immortal you were, so thirsty for truth. fig blessed you, like the early morning sun rays. your heart was never so exposed, never so ****** never so touched...~ under her fig tree.

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Apr 2, 2025

Apr 2, 2025 at 1:13 PM UTC

shemagick

fig

faint divine sun dances between trees and branches falling upon my fig tree open my rib, set my heart free. ~and all our fingers, all our veins, each are branches of a mission. and with life we wrinkle, with age we sacrifice fertile freedom. enlightment keeps us alive like the nurturing water. but immortality? fig is the fruit of realization, as golden wisdom rays bless you, forever. immortality is in the wisdom of mysteries.~ fig is a wise man sitting on a vast, ancient land. his eyes seem to find something, in the secrets mist held. ~and you search all fountains, all cups, yet you found it in a lake. and never, never so immortal you were, so thirsty for truth. fig blessed you, like the early morning sun rays. your heart was never so exposed, never so ****** never so touched...~ under her fig tree.

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pearls were ****** like her ruby dagger, ruby dagger, wears on her belt; dropping venom. spreading fatal flames with her burning lipstick, made by the poison of her ruby eyed bloodthirsty serpent. she knows revenge. vicious storms brought she, to a land, oh never was free. trouble is a woman in need. needing to see pearls bleed.

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Apr 1, 2025

Apr 1, 2025 at 1:06 PM UTC

shemagick

yasnora

pearls were ****** like her ruby dagger, ruby dagger, wears on her belt; dropping venom. spreading fatal flames with her burning lipstick, made by the poison of her ruby eyed bloodthirsty serpent. she knows revenge. vicious storms brought she, to a land, oh never was free. trouble is a woman in need. needing to see pearls bleed.

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all memories like wilted orchid and i smelled the earth i remember four quarrelsome stars slipping beneath my fabric how i miss them on winding night belonging is worship now i became god and i'm not satisfied until you give contentment escapes and like a god i am, creating and creating endless ashes tasting like burnt date and keep asking to myself is god ever satisfied? mother on sand mother on my hand mother slips now like an escaping memory while sparkling more than ever urging me to worship.

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Mar 24, 2025

Mar 24, 2025 at 12:11 PM UTC

shemagick

mother

all memories like wilted orchid and i smelled the earth i remember four quarrelsome stars slipping beneath my fabric how i miss them on winding night belonging is worship now i became god and i'm not satisfied until you give contentment escapes and like a god i am, creating and creating endless ashes tasting like burnt date and keep asking to myself is god ever satisfied? mother on sand mother on my hand mother slips now like an escaping memory while sparkling more than ever urging me to worship.

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feet are cut... by melancholia-infested memories. is this my savior? my never-ending heaven I'm supposed to be in? no, god never answered me. here I am, death on earth. earth I am, both of us blend... to eternity. no curse, no bliss. no death to undying crisis. you will never get the key, not on last blink. die, girl with a poem. die on her last poem. salvation whispers.

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Mar 18, 2025

Mar 18, 2025 at 11:55 AM UTC

shemagick

graze

feet are cut... by melancholia-infested memories. is this my savior? my never-ending heaven I'm supposed to be in? no, god never answered me. here I am, death on earth. earth I am, both of us blend... to eternity. no curse, no bliss. no death to undying crisis. you will never get the key, not on last blink. die, girl with a poem. die on her last poem. salvation whispers.

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