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  Jan 2015 NuurSeraph
jeffrey robin
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The last of the endless fear

The song of tomorrow and the dawn

We rise together and sing the song

That we learned a long  time ago

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The naked dancers in the rain

The children in their splendor laughing

All we are has been released

The holy wind holds all the seasons

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The holy heart knows all the reasons

For the pain of true intention

We are the power of transformation

Only we know right from wrong

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So raise your head now high forever

The hour of our tribulation

The simple  truth has been revealed

Now it is the time for action

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Now it is the time for action
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When the time has returned
Hearts can't go out from you
Lost love seems to be a footprint
Decayed stone is a sign of thy

The last laugh
The flute
Putting forward the images of the day
Today it has grown a big miss for the poet

Spots at matches
Someone calls the untimely
I See
You see
Everything becoming change

Slow
Quick change
You and me
The Trees
The Hills
The River
All

Your restless mind
Grew cold
Even fastest cyclone
Became cool

Leaves fallen
Grew again
Spring came
And moved away

She came
She sang
Again she went away
Never hold back
Just left this footprint

The last laugh
The flute
Putting forward the images of the day
Today it has grown a big miss for the poet
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@ Musfiq us shaleheen
Footprint, Today it has grown big miss for the poet
  Jan 2015 NuurSeraph
Kelly Rose
I wish all a Happy New Year

For me,
The new year
is about
hope...

Like the new dawn
the new year is
a time to start anew
for following dreams
being the person
I want to be
A chance
to learn
A chance
to love
A chance
to dwell in possibility

Tomorrow
is the chance
the hope
for all to dwell in possibility

Happy New Year

May your dreams come true
12/31/2014
~Christi Michaels~

Dark Shadows of My Soul
Memories finally revealed,
Yet always known.

Arches set deep within stone
Labored creake of hinges
Massive wooden doors
My breath, heavy just moments before,
quiets upon the entering.
Dark Shadows of My Soul

Three steps down,
Entering the majestic room.
Domed ceilings. Stucco stained
with colors from long, long ago.
I walk towards windows.
Tall, deep n' narrow overlooking My Realm below.
A knowing. A deep seated
rememberance of a life once lived.
Dark Shadows of My Soul

Secrets, locked away in gilded boxes..
Vessels holding unspoken truths
Trap doors leading to dungeons
concealed beneath intricately woven rugs.
Taste of the air. ****** breads,
roasting meat.
Acrid smoke wafting from Soddy hearths
Dark Shadows of My Soul

Raven ringlets cascading.
A waterfall down my open back.
Pearl woven braids
adorn the crown of my head.
My ******* constrained.  
Rising...cresting  
With each breath.
Brocade and lace lay gently
across my hands, kissing my fingers
My neck long, regal. I hold posture of a Princess.  
My full skirts sweep and polish
these stone floors from time till eternity

Will begin the journey.
Delve into this sordid past.
Facing, long at last  
Deamons. Lies of Old
Embracing now
Dark Shadows of One's Soul



Copyright © 2014 Christi Michaels. All Rights Reserved.
#ilovedoinglines
Quote from Barnabas Collins,
the Motion Picture: Dark Shadows.
Starring: Johnny Depp, 2012 originating from the
T.V. series Dark Shadows (1966-1971)
  Barnabas Collins, a 175-year-old vampire from Collinsport, Maine. Having bridged the centuries, he has been both an adversary and an ally to his extended family members over the course of several generations.
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I loved Ireland. Felt one within the Castles. This peice, though originally a challenge, fulfilled the " Dark Shadows of My Soul"
  Dec 2014 NuurSeraph
Tiberias Paulk
Bend a wave of light from the summer sun, and then smash it on the ground into tiny bits, a kaleidoscopic creature known as none, is gone and not one around you even stopped to notice it
  Dec 2014 NuurSeraph
Tiberias Paulk
Whisper little sister in strange tongues, shifting and twisting in the hot sun, mulling over and culling your own thoughts, sun rays for days but it's all for naught, you clasp tightly to the unsightly and the strange, though with great will, you may still be free from your cage
Sometimes our prison is self imposed
  Dec 2014 NuurSeraph
jeffrey robin
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Tattered flag

( dishonor )

We try so very hard to believe
( for old times' sake )

But it is no good

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WEEP THIS ABANDONED GENERATION !



Nation of shame !

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Softly

We hide

Softly

we deny
That we hear the crying children all around

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BLASPHEMY !

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Soul sister

I need you now

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Let us walk hand in hand

Thru these poor pornographic streets

Into the light of day !






The child awakens from the trance

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Chooses himself a new banner !

The people gather round !

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The people gather

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The sky cracks open

As we look up a face looks down
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