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 Mar 2018 Carina
Sadly Kida
It's as if you
knew i was made
of glass
And smashed
me into a thousand
pieces

Like black honey
smothering me
with your dark
sweetness

Just a taste
would make me numb
Throat tightening
and head hungry
for your tongue

Swimming in a timeless
void
Drowning on
false hope

Come save me
with your twisted
stories
 Mar 2018 Carina
Solaces
They came out of the dark wilderness..
My solitude and my peace..
Some of my thoughts will sometimes drift to them..
These shadows come and go..
A strange peace indeed..
In darkness where everything can be seen..
As if there were light but truly there wasn't..
Thats what the dark wilderness is..
A wild darkness untainted by hate or malice..
True darkness..
Its where my solitude and peace come from..
Its where they will return..
Along side me someday.   .. . . . . .. .           .. .       . .. . . . .. .
True darkness....
 Mar 2018 Carina
Pagan Paul
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I capture an image
as you flitter
through my dreams,
never resting to say hello,
never staying long enough
for me to enjoy
or appreciate your visits,
your mist like touch
as St Vitus Dance drives
you fidgeting
amongst my inner thoughts,
no care for the damage caused
nor the trails
of scented confusion,
yet wraith-like or feral ghost
your imprint leaves
traces of perfumed attention
in a tortured mind,
that linger with a hope
of a fleeting glance,
replaced with a second look,
and the tender torment
persists in the clinging grip
of pictures
sequenced to evade notice.



© Pagan Paul (05/03/18)
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 Mar 2018 Carina
Druzzayne Rika
This skin is my cage
To be free
I have to leave this body.
 Mar 2018 Carina
Druzzayne Rika
the sound of chimes
early in the morning
with the bird's music
a magic of its own
in a trance,
the green scene
quite a vision
with clear skies
nothing could destroy

true beauty
of this time of sunrise.

but as the day proceeds
cars and humans
bring along the chaos

the glum atmosphere
gloomy weather
lost is the cheer
and the nature
which shined through early

there is what is left of
something that was
   rather too unreal
beautiful
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