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Jasmine Hermione Jul 2015
Hoping, grasping, waiting,
For you,
I lie here,
Only for you.

Waiting, missing, longing,
For you,
I cry here,
Only for you.

Longing, fighting, staying,
For you,
I'd die here,
Only for you.

Staying, loving, changing,
For you,
I'm fine here,
I'm with you.
Alternative title: How love makes your priorities change
Jasmine Hermione Jul 2013
Feelings writhe,
thoughts torment,
hold on to anything,
cling on to hope,
soul wandering somewhere,
somewhere forgotten,
fruits rotten, petals fallen,
close my eyes,
and dream of places never seen,
dreams lost, hopes forgotten,
the hidden forest,
inside my heart,
pulses, strives, wanting to grow,
but the water is stagnated,
how can my soul's rivers flow?
Jasmine Hermione Jul 2013
Cool stream trickles, tinkles by,
Dappled sunlight through the trees,
Oak, Ash, Silver Birch and Pine.
Tiny silver fishes swimming
The water giggles and rushes,
down the great mountainside,
I am calm.

The earth is damp and sweet,
The air full of birdsong and bluebells' scent.
I listen, I hear, I howl at the sun.
Clovers and daisies surround me,
And on the pebble bank, beach,
The soft rounded stones are warm.
They comfort me.
Jasmine Hermione Jul 2013
Hatred a fire burning fast.
Love an ember quick to pass.
Hold out. Listen to the grey sky and
The shivering wind, on the day I die,
Nothing more shall last.
Listen to the hungry past.
Haunting forever, the moonlight is gone,
Pale dawn approaches. Be Quiet.
I am lost.
Jasmine Hermione Jul 2013
Falling blossoms, sweet nectar,
Drowning in the crispy frost.
Life a useless game,
A secret everyone shares.
No one takes the blame.
Jasmine Hermione Jul 2013
Beauty so terrible,
Pain so exquisite,
Rubies of blood,
Cascades into rivers,
The future is over,
The past is unclear.

Fear so ugly,
Please. Don't come near,
Death is release,
Love is a cage.
Beyond there is nothing,
Behind a stage.

Everything seems useless.
A wastage of life.
Lie down in the dirt.
Empty heart.
Jasmine Hermione Jul 2013
Warm sun, cold wind,
Sweet scents on the breeze,
Dark memories creep and tease,
Listen not to to foul words spoke or thought,
Calmly wear a mask of lies,
And tremble before the breaking,
Breaking of the promise,
Of the dawn,
The cracking of the mask of hidden truth.

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