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8.6k · Feb 2015
Humility.
Magnuda Feb 2015
Arrogance doesn't suit you, it dresses you like a fool.
2.1k · Jun 2016
Come Home
Magnuda Jun 2016
I had fallen down hard this time,
Found myself at the bottom of it all,
When somewhere past the void,
I heard my own future call.

It struck a chord in me,
Unexpected but I could feel,
My hidden heart made of flint,
Fate struck like it's ever present steel.

Again, again, again, and again,
Round, and round, and round,
How much I tried to lock myself up,
Life refused to let me be bound.

Wrapped up in my past,
I did my best to hide,
I was never going to be enough,
Trying to escape in the shadow of pride.

I was buried in the frozen earth,
Knowing some day Spring would come,
So I clung to my old shell,
When I felt the world start to hum.

Begin, Begin, Begin and again,
The sacred circle was never broken,
Fleeting dreams tumble away,
As the sacred words are spoken.

Though scars will be left behind,
My feet still find their place,
My tired heart beats again,
My Will returns to it's relentless pace.

My goal was finally achieved,
and my atonement was past,
The Day is finally beginning to dawn,
The empty night was not meant to last.
1.6k · May 2016
We are ours'.
Magnuda May 2016
She spends her day wondering if I wonder about her.
And I do...
How my mind wanders all day back to her,
How her body wraps around mine when I cuddle her in bed,
How elegantly she walks;
How gorgeous she is when she stops stopping herself.
How she looks when she walks out of the bedroom in the morning.
How shy she looks when she wants affection,
How furious she is when someone is being wronged,
How sweet her kisses are when she's missed me,
How focused she is when she's working on a project,
How she folds herself about when she's sleeping,
How she throws herself into everything that she does,
How she makes me feel when she's in my arms.
She who loved me when I felt I couldn't be loved anymore.
She who stood by me in the wake of my madness.
She who waited when I told her I needed to finish my work.
She who wants to just collapse against me when the day is done.
She who wants to have a home for all of our Loves.
She who wants to bring beauty and happiness to the world.
She who makes my heart sings when she sings.
She who healed me in ways I thought I could heal anymore.  
She who wants to wander the earth with me and mine.
She who I seek when the thunder is rolling so she's safe.
She who I feel is genuinely by my side at all times.
She who I feel has been in my dreams as long as I've dreamed.
I find myself waking up from a sleep that kept me for years,
Eyes widening every day
To see everything in the glory that it is around me.
The glory of her presence in my life.
I know she is mine from how her hands twists into mine.
She is mine.
I am her's.
We are ours.
1.5k · Jan 2015
An Ode to a Nap
Magnuda Jan 2015
So I write a
An Ode to a Nap,
Such a silly thing,
I thought was a trap.
So sweetly asked,
Oh how I would insist,
I was quite alright,
No sleep have I missed!

On I would go,
Such a silly boy.
Stubborn and proud,
So lost in my joy,
There is much to see,
The world was so bright,
I can put off resting,
Until later tonight.

How things change,
Now that I'm older,
The bonfire burns now
closer to a smolder,
My desk with files,
My bed so inviting,
I shall rest now,
And later be exciting.

So I find myself,
writing an ode to a nap,
After a long day,
Looking for a gap,
I've made up my mind
To just drop it all,
Warm velvet comfort,
Its the right call.

How so delightful,
A treat before the meal,
Such soft sweet moments,
Such a harmless steal,
A quiet, warm room,
Put a pause on the news,
The world slips away,
As I let myself snooze.
1.3k · Mar 2015
Transform
Magnuda Mar 2015
Breaking down, through, and out,
Wings spread to the sky,
With no rescue enroute,
Fetterings left in a sty,

Where I once called home.
Scraping, stretching, yearning,
For worlds yet to roam,
I can feel my past burning,

As I pull myself through,
For a dream I once had,
In a vision that only I could view,
While others felt me lost, or possibly mad,

This false life will never be enough,
Living in the shadow of another’s dream,
I will cast myself out into the rough,
Out of the fire, and into the stream.
1.1k · Feb 2015
Ready.
Magnuda Feb 2015
It's Done, I must escape.
Stretching, Straining, Burning,
Reaching for the sky.
853 · Mar 2015
Progress
Magnuda Mar 2015
I've waited for years,
My time has finally come,
To see my worth through.
788 · Feb 2015
Awakening.
Magnuda Feb 2015
Let me be reborn.
I live in the Fire,
And I dream of the River.
682 · Feb 2015
Reading.
Magnuda Feb 2015
Empty Victory.
Setback.
Opposition.
Unreadiness.
Change.
Triumph.
Refle­ction.
Sorrow.
Persistence.
620 · Jan 2015
End the day
Magnuda Jan 2015
Pull the shades.
Lock the door.
Remove the costume.
Discard the mask.
Store the props.
Pull the scenery.
Lower the walls.
Fire the actors.
Sweep the stage.
Lower the lights.
Pour a drink.
Mend the wounds.
Calm the mind.
Silence the heart.
End the day.
524 · Apr 2015
Burning Bridges
Magnuda Apr 2015
The flames of the past,
Stand to bellow out good steam,
To fill future sails.
449 · Feb 2015
Rest.
Magnuda Feb 2015
I got through the day,
Now to put the world away,
And dream of the stars.
363 · Feb 2015
Change.
Magnuda Feb 2015
A vision so clear,
Proudly shared is met by fear,
Disrupts my resolve.
354 · Aug 2015
Survival
Magnuda Aug 2015
And within a moment's notice,
his whole life exploded,
everything was on fire.
Everything he knew,
Ablaze.

And in that moment,
he realized,
that the only way to survive,
was to become one with the Flames.
349 · Jun 2019
The One That I Seek
Magnuda Jun 2019
The One I Seek

When my heart was ready, when I came of age,
I left my parent’s nest, to find a beautiful stage,
I found the perfect spot, in a very lovely tree,
To sing my little song, so my True Love could hear me.

Singing for the one that I seek,
The one that I seek
The one that I seek.

Many birds were singing, and a few answered me,
Many were very sweet but not my true love to be,
One cool afternoon, a song could be heard all around,
I finally saw her, a Cowbird with lovely feathers brown.

Singing that you were the one that I seek
The one that I seek
The one that I seek.

Your song was so merry, so high, so sweet
Your words and soft nature a gentle treat
Could you be the one that I seek?
Was it truth coming out of your beak?

Singing that you were the one that I seek
The one that I seek
The one that I seek.

A nest I had built, my heart was nestled there,
The love for my true love laid open and bare,
With the rush of winter coming, your notes did sway,
So I didn’t see you trying to roll my heart away.

Singing that you were the one that I seek
The one that I seek
The one that I seek.

I was alone so welcomed your lovely song,
Ignoring everything that told me that this was wrong,
You put your needs in my nest, saying they were mine,
I was so lost, I believed what was toxic was just fine.

Singing that you were the one I seek
The one I seek
The one I seek

Then my True Love appeared, from the warm south,
You did your best to take her words from her mouth.
That you were there first, that she would have to share,
That your needs came first, that it would be fair.

Singing that you were the one I seek
The one that I seek
The one that I seek.

I did my best to make it work, despite the heavy strain,
Nothing was good enough, proving your love was pain,
You tried to run my life and made all my friends flee,
If you were my True Love, why did you do this to me?

While singing that you were the one that I seek
The one that I seek
The one that I seek.

You thought you had it under control, had it your way,
That we would do what you wanted, to do as you say,
You dismissed her size, you so didn’t see her strike,
It was never you Cowbird; for my True Love is a Shrike.

And now you have a thorn driven through your cheek,
Through your cheek,
Through your cheek.

Farewell Cowbird, your lies were never to be enough,
Your sweet notes were misleading, your song but a bluff,
My eyes are open, and my mind is finally clear,
I sing my own song, for my True Love to hear:

That she is the one that I seek,
The one that I seek,
The one that I seek.
331 · Jan 2015
The first crack.
Magnuda Jan 2015
I was too focused when I started to know it was the end.
But something broke within me when I hit SEND.
A door opened within me as I started at the screen.
So many years this door was closed, the hall was unclean.

They were patient and kind when they took me outside.
I nearly stumbled down the stairs, no longer needing to hide.
The tears started to fall, but still I felt myself seize up fast.
Could I finally be free?  Have I finally conquered the past?

In my heart, I ran down that hall, miles to the very last door,
I fumbled for the keys, I heard nothing, not even a snore.
Could he still be alive?  The **** rattled, the lock did not give.
I screamed to him, we are finally there, we could finally live.

In the world I found myself with a vanilla cone in hand,
Staring at the setting sun from a Zestos Ice Cream Stand.
In my heart, I slumped against the door, tears matching my own.
While closing out one journey, another one had grown.

Walls had to be put up inside of me, machines with gears,
Filled my rooms, pushing me forward through the years,
To journey forward to go where I've never gone before,
To finally become the man I needed to be that much more.

But I wait at the door, listening intently for a sound,
To know that I haven't gone too far, that he's coming around,
The man I left behind, who dreamed of love and the stars,
Who wielded fire in his hands, with the passion of the great Mars.

The first crack in the door, I swear I can see through it,
He is worth waiting for, until I know he's okay, I will sit,
Going over our plans and waiting as long as he did for me,
So we can open the doors and enjoy everything that we see.
306 · Feb 2015
Resolve.
Magnuda Feb 2015
Regardless of Fate,
One must answer to themselves,
Live to choose your Peace.
288 · Sep 2023
Different Seasons
Magnuda Sep 2023
I’m Sorry my Lover,
Your Spring rose during my Fall.
I’m still sleeping within myself,
I haven’t been me at All.

I lost myself years ago,
When I trusted the wrong souls,
I needed time to come back,
And now I return to see through my goals.

Onward we will travel apart,
A friendship in both our hands,
May this bring you want you need,
As I continue to see out my plans.
276 · Feb 2015
Purpose
Magnuda Feb 2015
The noble virtues,
Selflessly given away,
Leave behind their worth.
268 · Jan 2015
You let me in.
Magnuda Jan 2015
I knew it was never going to be simple when I met you,
And frankly I never wanted it to be.
We were both looking for someone to enjoy,
Nothing serious for you and certainly the same for me.

You let me in,
Cautiously at first then more and more every day.
Your lips caressed mine and chains fell away,
And I found myself making room in my heart for you to stay.

I knew that I couldn’t keep you,
That loving you wouldn’t leave me the same,
But I needed to life my life,
And the scars within me were mine to blame.

The World came in and changed us both,
Our time and attention turned away from each other,
Chasing out our own sweet, personal dreams,
I to finish school and you became a loving mother.

Days upon days tumbled over themselves,
Each bringing their own strain and delight,
Although our roles to one another have changed,
You never wanted me out of your loving sight.

I look forward to the days and years to come,
To what journeys life between us brings,
May we always have each other,
As your presence in my life makes my heart sing.
205 · Nov 2019
The Stain
Magnuda Nov 2019
When I let the wrong people in,
It was the world’s most foolish sin,
They're gone now but there’s this stain,
A hard reminder that fights to remain.

I’ve tried to walk away but it won’t leave.
I tried to change it; but it won’t believe.
I’ve tried to sleep it off, but it still haunts me.
I’ve tried to move on, but still it taunts me.

It ***** on every success, on every joy,
Like my misery is it's favorite toy,
It hangs on all the fears I try to best,
The party is over, but it is still my guest.

I look to the future, to years down the road,
Maybe I can finally turn a corner on this load,
That has hooked its claws on my spine,
Telling me that I will never be fine.

Please leave me be, I beg it every day,
Hoping that it will finally find another way,
To express itself, to help me finally see it through,
So it can stop ruining everything that I do.

I will plot against it, as it screams in my ear,
Within the last few days that are left in this year,
I will turn it on its' head, and I will bring it about,
I will find a way to dress the wound and rub it out.

— The End —