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Mystic Ink Plus  Oct 2018
Admire
Mystic Ink Plus Oct 2018
Even if,
It may be just me
Who notices
There you are
Omnipresent
As an inspiring serine
A wondering dandelion

In the verses
Those verses, I read
And in the verses, I write

This is not just
A mystery
Genre: Romantic
Theme: Crafting memory
Poetic T Jul 2015
The waters calm exterior it was serine but
What was trailing back to shore waters in upheaval,
As paddles violently thrashed as If to cause
Pain,
Bruising,
Wounds
That were cut, but as the boat settled moored on
The lakeside, the waters serine angers
Lashing nothing more than splashes on the shore.

"I will swim with your voices give it time,

For the waters are a tomb of secrets,
We only see the surface never beneath,
Fears of what is not known or not of wanting,

"Stop screaming I need your words,
"Don't worry I will not harm you,

"Why did you take me,
"And are you talking to me?

"I just needed witnesses to this,
"I'll take you across the lake,

And truth to word he took them ******* silent
Was his wish, they were in false circumstances
Thinking freedom was near.

"look into the waters,
See what it is that I see deep beneath,

Gazing into the waters eyes focused on what
Faintly seen beneath,
But there spot was chosen, this was there moment

"Sorry I say but last words must swim,
"Waters will hold your spirit it is heaver than water,
"Your words I will bath in souls nourish my flesh,

"You said you wouldn't harm me,
"You said,

"The waters take you I have not done harm,
"Peace and last words will wash over you,
"Silence as you stare to the heavens unharmed,

Treading water like air, impulses wither as  
Hands,
Ankles,
Bound,
The water drinks upon the momentary upheaval,
Then all is serine once again, another flower
Planted at the bottom of this whispering waters .

Three days had past, and into the waters he bathes,
They called to him each wave upon shore a
Spoken,
Gestured,
Words,
Only heard by his thoughts, as he feels souls
Washing upon and over his feet, a tiny pull he feels

Speak your words,
"I will listen in water depths,
" I did not, no shame am I felt,
"The waters took you, not I,

Then he sank beneath into the clear airless void,
Looking upon those chained by waist,
Eyes once looking up,
But know looking forward,
Staring,
Gazing,
Dead
Looks of life silently departed, he freezes
As those socket-less voids,
Ascend on his thoughts. Raging he lashes out,
Now those chains of ******* snare upon his self.
Last moments not realised as on knees he is trapped
Airless void catching his last words

"I only wished to bath in your word,

Those that others never heard,
As life seeps from this husk,
In his rage all brought close,
His view is not of the heavens as
Those before he ******. But the dead
Did watch him with blank eyes,
His features frozen as if screaming but never caught.
Jenni Littzi  Aug 2018
Serenity
Jenni Littzi Aug 2018
I don’t know water that’s crystal blue
To completely lose myself into
I don’t know snowcapped mountains too
How about, what about you?

Serenity isn’t a place I know
It’s somewhere I never go
Serenity isn’t a thing for me
It’s a place that I’ll never be
My spot will never be serine
It’s just a space I’ll never see

I don’t know city lights so bright
Never seen the Grand Canyon in sight
I don’t know grass green and tall
A farm life, that is free for all

Serenity isn’t a place I know
It’s somewhere I never go
Serenity isn’t a thing for me
It’s a place that I’ll never be
My spot will never be serine
It’s just a space I’ll never see

I don’t know heaven
But I wish they’d let me

Serenity isn’t a place I know
It’s somewhere I never go
Serenity isn’t a thing for me
It’s a place that I’ll never be
My spot will never be serine
It’s just a space I’ll never see