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 Sep 2015
eunsung aka Silas
you may not know me
face to face,
but you and I have connected
heart to heart through words.

Our lives are woven together by
the tapestry of words,
and into a living breathing poetry.

you and I are no longer strangers,
but fellow poets and sojourners
on this journey of creation.
 Feb 2015
Dark Jewel
With a rose of Purple,
Death calls to you now.

With one ******,
Your blood is mine.

Purple Rose for Redemption,
For you to be revived.
 Feb 2015
Dark Jewel
Dire circumstances..
Call for drastic measures.
When you scream,
They break your bones,
Tear you apart.

Your soul is theirs,
To devour..
To savor..

Their mask hiding,
The wicked smile,
With blood staining the white coat.

They care not,
Your their slave.
To torture..
To burn..
To devour..

They will drag you down,*
Into the very bowels of *Hell..
Souls be ****** by the white mask,
Savoring your blood.
 Jan 2015
Dark Jewel
I was just a girl,
Full of dignity.
Slightly reserved,
With a sense of humor.

He was a guy,
With a mask.
Humor carried his smile,
With a sarcastic tone.

His vibes unreadable at a distance.

Every inch of movement,
Caught my blue eyes.
A sense of amusement from the boldness.

The way he carries himself,
Like someone with a purpose.
For crossing paths with me.

Me being slightly reserved,
Knew no bounds of his honesty.
Testing the waters.
Wanting the mask to be removed.

I never knew his life story,
Never knew he almost sacrificed himself.
Never knew he was abused by a past relationship.

I didn't care for that,
I wanted to know him.

This blond haired,
Brown-eyed guy.
Knew I was watching him.

I wanted to break the ice,
To plan a surprise attempt.
He beat me to it.

Ever since day one,
His vibes became readable.
When the ice was broken.

The memories of darkness,
Pain and stress covered his soul.
His eyes were deep with understanding,
His wits high like a fox.

I wanted to help,
To hold his hand.
To hold him when the memories attacked.

I was too scared to say Hello,
He said it for me.
His boldness giving me courage to respond in kind.

After our official meeting,
I became anxious to see him.
To see him laugh at lunch,
To see him focus in English class.

I wanted his mask to be removed,
For him to show his true self to me.
I gained his trust and respect,
He fell for me.

Now my past has been dark,
Mates of that past cruel..
He healed me of this wounds,
Just by being nice.

I've fallen for him too.
*It was like love at first sight.
This is for my boyfriend who I am currently with.. I wanted to tell him how my mind carried out love to him when I first saw him.. I wasn't able to say it but I knew it was love at first sight.
#300th Poem
 Jan 2015
A poet's heart isn't like any other...
It's the tears that trickle with radiance through words.
     It's a treasure trove that hides but longs to
     be found.
          It's a book shelved high that wants to
          be read.
               It's the freest of all birds caged but

A poet's heart isn't like any other...
It doesn't beat to the capable strokes of the artist.
     It doesn't pump in the most vibrant of
          It doesn't wield a paintbrush to
          translate its thoughts.
               But it can see through the eyes of

A poet's heart isn't like any other...
It doesn't conform to the conventional parameters of lyrics.
     It doesn't bind itself to the requirements
     of musical harmony.
          It doesn't follow the conventions of
               But it sings its voice loud without
               restrictions of melody...

A poet's heart isn't like any other...
It's an open secret, that whispers in metaphoric codes.
     It's an exploding universe, that merges
     back into galaxies.
          It's a sought after painting, that boasts
          of unfathomable beauty.
               It's an everlasting song, that echoes
               within the poet that embodies...
Dedicated to all of you...

If you're reading this...
This is for you...
 Jan 2015
Musfiq us shaleheen
One day
When all events will be finished,
Then you will see
Over and over again
Is this why the door closed,
By that time the window next to
The road is full of trash

Little by little
I will be almost removed
From your mind
Then Red Sun will be appeared
In a new horizon,
The birds will sing the same as before
You will laugh
For some reason mystery

Flowers will be dancing
Before you
You will be singing with someone
Moonlight will brighten
Your night
And your Sky will be filled with
Full of dreams

But then you will not feel the,
Moonlit wet night
As your first feeling flourished
Like a Red Rose,
Either an Evergreen Love Song
Or As a Romantic Poem,
Hold your hands in a way
That will be mystic wandering

Remember My Darling,
And then I will exist
Thousands of Millions of miles
Away from you,
As a Bright Star
Will be burned myself
And be Fallen as dust
On your Eyes-
@ Musfiq us shaleheen
dust of bright star
 Jan 2015
Amitav Radiance
Along the corridors
Of oblivion
Footsteps are not heard
Voices are stifled
Presence, like an apparition
Seen through
Glares of the outside world
Creates an inferno
Only ashes, of your times
Even the clock’s hands
Are too hot to touch
Pushed into oblivion
Crushed by fate
Only you and yourself
Not one hand
To pull you toward the future
From the present
Odd predicament
 Jan 2015
Dark Jewel
Hands raised,
For the prayer today.
Paris, France.

I hear your cries.
I heard the shots fired.
I could see the blood stains.

Freedom of Speech,
Will always live on!
For Paris, France today. I heard on the news what happened and I'm praying for those who were shot down and their families. Repost this! The terrorist will be put down or cut down! It's freedom of speech!
 Jan 2015
Dark Jewel
I wish this life was simple,
Not to complex.
As a puzzle.

It's so **** frustrating,
Why do I have to piece it together?
Get yelled at,
Get lectured.

As I age,
I only feel...
Like an animal.
 Dec 2014
Diary of the Damned
Give us but a sentence
Or a few well chosen words
And we may spawn a notion
Either brilliant or absurd
A random act of madness
Or a moment of pure bliss
A story of sweet sadness
Or of moments such as this
When words, in their arrangement
Intertwine and slowly bleed
Breeding such derangement
With a hunger now to feed
Snatching each descriptive
In its greedy, glistening jaws
As it grows well past addictive
And sits sharpening its claws
Ingesting and infesting
Each idea and each phrase
Unrelenting…never resting
In this phosphorescent haze
Such verbalent harassment
In our corner of the void
Where sanity is absent
And all silence is destroyed
Boldly resonating
Every long unspoken word
Only further complicating
What we’ve said and what they’ve heard
For the visions greatly differ
From one victim to the next
For some will find its clarity
And some will fall perplexed
Some will find enlightenment
Some find truth’s demise
Some will find their hearts’ content
While some simply despise
So many worlds of pure creation
Emanating from our choice
Of preordained annunciations
Giving simple thoughts such voice
This is for all of the poets, writers, storytellers, singers, and lyricists out there, who may find a deeper meaning within than most...
 Dec 2014
Dark Jewel
Hi people! Just wanted to let you know that if something my poems seems confusing please feel free to message me. I've had a few people message me about "A Fighter"
This poem is not meant for destroying everything, It's meant to Assassins and a Creed of people who believe in the right over wrong. JUST SAYING. I am not perfect and Life here has been a little hectic lately so give me a break please?  Also Thank you for Liking my poems for I have reached over 1,000 likes! Keep commenting and posting your poems as well and Have a wonderful day! :)

Also Follow Juliesen Night, Another account I own. The poems are breath taking and magical beyond belief! Love you all! Bye now! :D :D
-Julie Kirby
To people, THANKS
 Nov 2014
Amitav Radiance
When the world is full of strife
And words are launched as missiles
To devastate the beauty of the soul
Everyone’s paradise will be barren
One day nature will be forlorn
No one will be there to appreciate beauty
Struggling within to deal with pain
Then the community of poets wakes up
Seeing with their sharp instinct and intellect
To alleviate the pain, with words of love
Acting as a balm over the wounds
Poets can see beyond the usual
And deliver the sublime messages
Not poetry for poetry’s sake
But poetry for the world to regale
Mirrors of words which shows beauty
Bringing back everyone closer wonder
Realizing heart’s can endure so much
 Nov 2014
Dark Jewel
Traveling alone,
Down the forest path.
Fur rippling in the wind.

Putting my muzzle to the wind,
I can smell his scent.
The boy I followed.
The boy I saved.

Intrigued by his cobalt eyes,
His power to use his rifle.
I never knew such attraction,
Would be true.

Trusting my instincts..
To find him.
I howl to the sky.
Rippling the forest floor.

I will find him,
He must know..
That I was that girl.

That girl who watched him,
That girl who laughed at his jokes.
Im wolf,
*But also human..
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