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 Nov 2017 Jungdok
vxliangkylie
in the fields of a scripted work,
where my thoughts, feelings, actions run through words,
i am the product of life's imagination,
adapted to fit every situation.
day by day,
i feel my face, fingers, feet change,
and i was told that its the price one needs to pay
in order to survive in this firing range.
i was born to live life with a theatrical mask
that helps me drown in the ocean of faces,
taught myself it was a casque
that sends me off to the races.
but when will life begin
where i no longer have to pretend to be my uptight twin,
and time is no longer a stage -
the days where my dreams and realities coincide on the same page.
Persona refers to the character assumed by the writer in a
piece of a written work.
 Nov 2017 Jungdok
vxliangkylie
a beast is this abyss,
for I have learned that I can't be as I please,
even if I religiously made a wish.

to be separated by a force unknown
from the lover I wish to call my home -
this is not the kind of pain I wish to make me moan,
not the feeling I want to experience with chills inside my bones.
 Nov 2017 Jungdok
Day
late
 Nov 2017 Jungdok
Day
give me more. baby
oh, i need your touch
fall in love, maybe
i've given you so much

say you'll never leave
stay right by my side
don't make me say please
begging just ain't right

you know what i'll do
to attain your eyes
want every part of you
between my thighs

so gentle and soft
you bring me alive
i'll pay any cost
so you won't deprive

baby, will you just
give me what I want
 Nov 2017 Jungdok
A
not done yet
 Nov 2017 Jungdok
A
16 years
but i am old
i am worn

16 years
i am tattered
i am torn

16 years
i thought was enough
but here you are
you made me tough
 Nov 2017 Jungdok
Lara
Hello
 Nov 2017 Jungdok
Lara
His voice said
Nice to meet you.
His eyes said
You look good.
His hand said
I want you to notice me.
My head said
Stay away from him.
My heart said
Kiss him.
My voice said
Nice to meet you too.
l.t.
 Oct 2017 Jungdok
Silvana Franco
The starlight sings to the dead of night
crimson lullabies from times long gone,
stories of sorrow, love and might
that keep the dark entranced til the break of dawn.

Though the sun rises, outshining the stars
their shimmering voices can still be heard,
their silver tongues weave tales of Mars
the great God of War and the battles he spurred.

They croon of the lovely Venus, goddess of love
whose body beguiled the lustful soul of man,
whose beauty enchanted realms below as above
and inspired tomes of poetry as only woman can.

As the sun grows weary and his brilliance fades,
and the cotton candy sky gives way to ebony,
as the phantom moon begins her promenade,
the stars reemerge and resume their symphony.
 Oct 2017 Jungdok
Silvana Franco
Like forests after a fire, reduced to char and ash,
yet teem with new life beneath glistening rain,
you too, my love, can be born again.

Like the silent canary that mourns a lost love,
yet resumes singing in Spring as hope replaces pain,
you too, my love, can be whole again.

So let the chains of your burdens dissolve into feathers,
feel the winds of change gently ruffle your wings,
and soar like a bluebird, free of your tethers
into a horizon of wonderful things.
 Oct 2017 Jungdok
Melissa S
Halloween night on this hallowed ground
I stand here among all these terrifying sounds
With the sky so dark the moon barely glows
The creatures of the night gather around close
Hiding in the shadows of the night
Trying to give me a big ole fright
But what these monsters do not know
I have come prepared with my own ammo
Wolf man steps up with his intent to maul
but I distract him by throwing a tennis ball
A witch flies in and thinks I didn't spot her
then flies away when I spray holy water
Dracula with no one around to judge
Was happy I brought him a bag of blood
Frankenstein was pretty easy to fend
All he wanted was to have a new friend
Moral of this story is pretty simple...
Yes monsters are out there
but lets clear up all the confusion
The real monsters out there are human

Happy Halloween HP :)
~No Halloween would be complete.. without a little love spell turning you into my trick and my tasty treat. Most people call me a poetess most would welcome me by sight ..I always write with dire passion and always leave my mark with a bite ~
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