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1.2k · Sep 2011
Down's Syndrome
Prosaic Sep 2011
Being different wasnt her choice
that she is special,said her maker's voice.
That wasnt the kind of 'special' she thought
through life- with the fact she fought

Always seen in a different way
Never felt special,not even for a day.
Assimilation was a term- to her unknown
nothing but pitty towards her was shown

A knife of the table was taken,
inhaling the last breath-only then she was awaken.
**A new life I shall begin,
in a new body- I will fit in.
927 · Oct 2011
Moment
Prosaic Oct 2011
Greyness.
Rough unpleasant sound.
Thoughts of various kind-massive attack.
Mental instability.
My mind seeks for haven.
Vague,harsh reality disturbs my illusion.
Unpleasant sound.
Greyness.
*Changing the channel
889 · Sep 2011
Never-ending Night
Prosaic Sep 2011
Sun, to you I declare a fight
for I am a child of night.
I dare because in the morning- my dear
will leave me, alone in fear.

If heavens were mine,
that my love is divine-
Gods would see,
and never again let the Sun be.

Aphrodite- my true love- you should understand
****** and **** Helios, so he can forever hold my hand.

If not, at least part of his heart, I will purloin,
which I will with this heart of mine,join.
When fear and loneliness arrive
it will keep me safe and alive.

So you, Selene, tell your Moon to lighten up the sky
for i'll die of pain when comes of Heaven Eye.
I may not see my dear anymore,
because my dear.. is going to war.
857 · Sep 2011
Love with Intermissions
Prosaic Sep 2011
I met thee,on 1st of September
we glanced at each other,it was a moment to remember.
In a short time we fell in love
and we fitted,like hand in a glove.
Our passion endured for 7 months,
and love for thee,still hunts.(me)
For three months segregated we were,
thy warmth,was replaced by fur. (oh,if only)
Betimes our love paths encountered eft,
it was a swith of my heart theft.
-This time our love persevered more,
but it terminated,because it was not strong as afore.
Inevitable,our separation was
but neither of us,could find a cause. -
Time was passing,and we weren't together
Thy love slipped,as if it was a feather.
All we needed was that, true glance,
and eyes shall say 'we ought to have another chance'.
Our love blossomed once again,
i believe we are said to be insane
Sith we are soothly happy now,
i offer to love you for ever,if you allow!
*Somewhither on the sky,far away -
Picasso drew our pathway.
All along it was only one road,
we just needed to unbind the node.
791 · Sep 2011
Departure
Prosaic Sep 2011
No woman ever,
cried so many tears
No woman ever
felt so many fears.

Time froze--

I love you- he said,
And he meant it
She did -with all her body
felt it.

Indispensable love it is,
forever they will be
-he believes.

I love you back - she said,
And no man ever,
with such love- has been fed.

Time defrosted--

As my spirit stood there,
watching her cry
to float through her soul
oh, I did try.

For another world,
one ticket I bought
and one last smell of me
she did cought.

It rang,for my departure
a loud bell
I just left,
with a deaf farewell.
747 · Sep 2011
Hatred
Prosaic Sep 2011
From the bottom of my heart i hate thee,
I wish you're dead so in peace may rest we. -
Like a fox perfidious you are,
my hateful sight on your face,will leave a scar.
The perfection of thy duplicity
doth not relinquishes my mind in serenity.
That mockery in voice of thine,
cannot vindicate -not even a ewer of wine.
In my eyes,you wear the gown of blame
and no God will divest from thy face the shame.
It is not placebo,this hate of mine
it will-towards you-forever shine.
705 · May 2012
Or is it?
Prosaic May 2012
White. Its all white.
Have I lost my sight?
But I haven't.

Black. Nothing but black.
'Future', need I look back?
But I needn't.

Red. Everything is red.
Is that me I see, on a hospital bed?
But I wasn't.

I saw the fire and horns on a man,
In Hell i was, and I ran.
But i didn't.

It is not as it seems,
Those were the dreams.

*But they weren't.
697 · Oct 2011
Damn You Rain
Prosaic Oct 2011
Rain pouring
Befogged windows
Vague memories
Of once lost love

Its falling harder
Stronger memories
Greater pain
...
Tear
...
Stop falling
Stop reminding me
...
Scream
...
It stopped raining
Memories faded
Despair

**** you rain!
643 · Sep 2011
Without Immagination
Prosaic Sep 2011
Alone between these four walls
im in my world, but reality calls.
Dark thoughts constructed by my mind
disappearing my corpse- they will never find.
Travelling through the portal
- creatures non of my kind
yet i allow to be guided
by thee who is blind.
Still that world's being designed,
be aware of subconcience
because she wont resigne.
Fighting,scratching bleeding upon thy surface
engraving it more has no further purpose.
Beginning to realize,
it will all soon come to an end
your tormented mind,
with reality will blend.
618 · Sep 2011
Heart Assassin
Prosaic Sep 2011
He nurtured his love
as a delicate flower,
thought of it as from above,
like an allmighty power.

But love is not for one,
Could it ever be?-
She shot it with her gun
looking in the face of thee.

Time passed--
,and was wiping love's core
he felt the same,never more.

The heart with bullets was filled,
she remained near, to see if it is killed.

Emotional funeral,
Burial of thy heart,
she was standing there,
still beautiful like art.

She played the last card-
Glowing over 'its' grave,
she gave the last look
and with gentle hand,the last wave.
607 · Sep 2011
Strange Doubt
Prosaic Sep 2011
Dimly street at sight seems long to be,
emptiness shown,i assume no one shall i see.
but it is not with my eyes i see,
heart beating-tells the position of thee.
Few more steps towards her i made,
under the lamppost all glowing and lost in smoke-calm she remained.
Immediately i thought-what a lady she is,
shall i beg for a kiss-on my knees.
But the erge to ****-she has awoken in me,
oh how could i only,rip such a beautiful neck of thee.
But ******* thy blood is basic instinct of mine,
and it is a feeling like no other-oh how divine.
We're now confronted eye-to-eye,
so close-i can feel her every sigh.
"may i help you" with slight arrogance came from here mouth,
shall i feed on thee-my mind crossed-strangely-a doubt.
She is nothing but a human-to my self i thought,
to **** or not to ****-with the idea i fought.
With no further a due,
what my self did-may startle you.
With an incredible speed,in her neck my fangs i have ****** into,
from the very start to taste thy blood i did want to.
Oh how pleasureful moment that was,
i drained her blood from head to toes.
Thou only now i notice she never screamed,
as if she new what i am-her head she just leaned.
Nevertheless being dead,
the beauty of thee away never faded.

— The End —