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 Jun 2019 Mythical
btp
King of Blood
 Jun 2019 Mythical
btp
The king of blood
Pumping in my veins
The king of blood
Draining until he wanes
For the king of blood
Makes you do what you do
Because the king of blood
Will never be done with you
 Jun 2019 Mythical
A Freedom
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 Jun 2019 Mythical
A Freedom
...
A storyteller within its conscious cages reads its books so loud and clear while shredding silence between their pages.
 May 2019 Mythical
Max
Black
 May 2019 Mythical
Max
Paint it, black.

Now I get the song.
Mood
 May 2019 Mythical
JaxSpade
Clumps of gases
Congregated in gravity
A nuclear fusion reaction
Began a stars activity

Shining
18 million degrees
Fahrenheit

Glows
A molecular cloud of nebulae


A Cepheid is born
Pulsating a RR Lyrae

As a candle
For the Lords eyes
Shining brightly

Hydrogen & helium
Beam a light within

For the purpose of a man
Who calculates constellations

To try and understand

                     Where he is
 May 2019 Mythical
Molly
Prelude
 May 2019 Mythical
Molly
It strikes, not with a gale,
but with a drizzle of cherry blossoms
and a flurry of gentle chords.
 May 2019 Mythical
MAX castro
One look in your eyes,
I can see you judging my personality.
One word from your mouth,
I can feel knives stabbing my heart directly.
One touch from your hands,
And I know that you will never see me so dearly.
 May 2019 Mythical
PoserPersona
Better to be Pyramus and Thisbe
than god Apollo and Daphne?
As love oft triumphed by envy.
Oh to be Abelard and Heloise
or Juliet you and Romeo me!
Cleopatra, Marc Antony,
Orpheus, and Eurydice!
Martyrs to Cupid, were you wary
of the price to pay? Did you find peace
from Plato’s coined mental disease
in Pluto’s long halls of Hades
or the self induced daily shade of trees?
What of love dooming kin to Achilles?
When Dido and Aeneas meet
is her suicide guaranteed?
Pray tell us, can true love ever be free!
 May 2019 Mythical
Pax
poets
 May 2019 Mythical
Pax
most of us are lonely
often our pools are too deep and
no one seem to bother swimming in our depths
perhaps it takes a skilled diver to understand
our inner core.

and because we feel too much
we drown ourselves in the pool of
sorrows, dying in self pity.
 May 2019 Mythical
btp
Poems.
 May 2019 Mythical
cindy
Untitled
 May 2019 Mythical
cindy
Close your eyes and see
An irony it may seem
Even in darkness
There is light
A hope to keep calm
Put the past behind
Make the future bright
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