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 May 2014
Olivia Kent
She's wanting *** with sinners.
She wants it now.
The devil is an angel and she's a ***** cow.
The angel, she's dressed in black and white in techni-colour dreams.
In giving *** she reconstructs, their deep darkest hour.
The power, that power that she's giving feeds their security, no lies.
Picks up their sorry moments and chucks them at back stormy skies.
They're riding on the hormones in wild moments captured, as they bump and grind.
A little piece of wild ***, it sure doth soothe the broken mind.
Cathartic release, as poetry she is to me!
(c) Livvi
I really don't know where this one came from! First thought of the morning!
 May 2014
SG Holter
I sat at a table with Death.
I ate from his plate while he
Pinched from my snus.
We were drinking, and not unamused.
He was quite a good listener; took in
Every word.
He laughed at my jokes, and my
Stories he heard
With a keeness about him,
Charisma and charm,
So far from a force of such terror
And harm?
Not once did he hint at my life or my
Soul.
He paid for my drinks and for
Every bowl of
Nachos they served as we sat
Through the night.
Laughing and sharing until
The first light.
The best of my times. As if on
My request.
Then Death sat his cup down, put
Thumb to his chest.
Belched and stood up, took his scythe
And said: "Boy,
You went as you wanted; with
Beverage and joy.
Now leave every worry, forget
Each regret.
Come home and lay down, you have
Earned right to rest.
No second of Life that you lived,
You'll forget.
I sat at a table with Death.
 May 2014
Amitav Radiance
An expensive watch does not make time, precious, but time spent with someone precious makes it invaluable.*- Amitav
 May 2014
Oco
sometimes i wonder
if the world i live in
is one i made up in my head
that exists only for me

and if that’s true
i don’t mind
because the world i’ve created
is filled with madness
but the best madness i’ve created for myself
is you
 May 2014
Poetic T
There is only one god,
and he is death, for all
Things come to an end.

The old and the new,
everything comes to
Pass. They may be
emortal but even
That will come to an end.

There is only one voice
Heard when all pass
Beyond, that is death
Telling them nothing
Can live forever. Even
Gods and mortals have
A time when there
moment Is to pass, and
death is the only one that
Will judge all no matter
How big or small.
 May 2014
Skadi Snow
The Raven Feather was a gift.
I told you to look at this feather
whenever you're longing for me.

I couldn't stay.
The master was calling.
Haunted me in my dreams.
Commanded me to return.

So I turned around.
Raven feathers sprouted out of me.
And I flew into the dawn.

I still haven't forgot you..
I'm just waiting
for the opportunity
to run away
to defeat the master
to break the curse
to fly over borders into life.

Until then
Remember me.
I shall return!
Remember me.
When you hold the Raven Feather in your hand.
Inspired by "Krabat" by  Otfried Preußler (German Author)
 May 2014
Poetic T
Sleep softly on your pillow
eyes closed shut, dream of
eternity and what you will
do know in eternal rest,
I see you in peace where
you lie asleep.

You may rest, you have
earned this time, a time
of silence of peace as
your worries have left
this place.

Your eyes closed as the
soul has left this place, as
your head now rests on a
pillow, to make this eternal
sleep comfortable as you are
no longer here, now In a better
place.
 May 2014
Amitav Radiance
Music is inspired from Nature
If you listen carefully
Attuned to nature and in harmony
There is music in the rains
The flowing creeks and rivers
All the birds’ chirping
Even the thunderstorms have music
The swish of the wind and sway of leaves
The droplets of dew falling
A resonance in drone of bees
And the animal’s mating signals
The cry of a newborn mammal
And the call of the dolphins
The sea waves and the sound waves
Even the tectonic shifts have music
All the acoustics are there in nature
Even the trees have a language of their own
To communicate through the winds
The whole ecosystem is filled with music
The universe and the planets send out signals
At regular intervals, which we may not hear
If you want to hear unadulterated music
Come closer to nature, and keep your ears open
The musicians are all around us to regale us
So, just be at peace and try to enjoy the music
For the party has not yet begun
As, we are not yet aware of Nature’s music




© Amitav (Radiance)
 Apr 2014
Amitav Radiance
Your reflection is in the water
Stir the water and it gets distorted
The ripples carrying away your image
Leaving you defaced for a moment
As if a part of you is washed away
Cleansing you of your previous self
Giving you a new lease of life*

© Amitav (Radiance)
 Apr 2014
Amitav Radiance
Nature is resplendent
Her each and every contour
Glistening with the morning light
And by the moonlight it becomes sensual
Evoking an aura of love in our heart
As if an angel with the perfect beauty
With the changing moods as seasons
Her love encompasses all of humanity
As love requires a heart which can hold multitudes
For she is our guiding angel
And I have learnt to love from Nature

© Amitav (Radiance)
 Apr 2014
Amitav Radiance
Ever wonder so many hearts beating on this planet
Each has its rhythm and resonance
Listen carefully, as the wavelengths reverberates
Across this universe and beyond
We can feel the pulsating boom of the love
That resides in our heart, spreading love across the continents
Sometimes we dance to our tunes and sometimes in unison
Consider life to be one big party, where we play the tunes of harmony
When our heart can be content and happy, with love residing in it
Till eternity, only to see our hearts grow fonder of humanity

© Amitav (Radiance)
 Apr 2014
PrttyBrd
The darkest night eclipses the brightest stars
Eons in solitude
Addled by a sky steeped in navy
Ships with no direction
The soul drowns
Sinking deeper by the hour, by the minute, by each passing second
As it is engulfed in the tar of a languid existence,
There is a vision in spirit awash in a burst of light
Luna bathes all who see her, who trust her
As the darkest soul, full of dreams undreamt
Is blinded by light's quintessence
Yet, at once able to see the truth that is now exposed
And with eyes wide open, naught but a glimpse was caught
A glimpse of an angel
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 Apr 2014
Amitav Radiance
She sleeps there in the chambers
The morning light caresses her
She paints a picture of serenity
As if time has stopped to appreciate
A perfect painting of sleeping beauty
Braided tresses lies across her beguile heart
Like a serpent entwined across in slumber
Her lithe body, breathing in perfect harmony
Creating a trance like milieu
Her beauty is mesmerizing, the faint glow captivating
Only covered with a sleep linen
The languid morning doesn't dare to wake her up
Pillows are cajoling her and being indulgent  
Her unfading beauty mesmerizes me
The sleeping beauty rests there in grace
As I quietly trespass into her dreams


Amitav...
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