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leinstinct Nov 2016
Art is not an element
Art is not an object
Art is soul and heart depicted
Art is the subjectivity of the objective
Art is love and all the beauty
Art transends reason and logic
Art is pure abstractal medicine
Art is expression and entertainment
Art is life and death conjucture
Art is an everlasting ******
Art is to our souls as what oxygen is to our lungs
Art is pleasure and pain conjucture
Art is an everlasting ******
Art is life beauty and escence
Art is perception attitude and perspective
Art is life
Art is love
Dakota Schmidt Jun 2010
The feel of your touch.
The taste of your kiss.
The reassurance of knowing
This irreplaceable bliss.

I can still feel the warmth
Of your comforting embrace.
I can still hear the words
You whispered that made my heart race.

Your lingering escence is
All that remains,
But that doesn't stop the
Blood from rushing through my veins.

Your beautiful eyes take
My breath away,
Along with those three words
I've always wanted to say.

I miss the feel of your hand in mine.
I miss the way our fingers intertwine.
I love how you are always there,
I love how you say you will always care.

I love the way you can always sense something's wrong,
I love how you always keep me strong.
No matter how long we may be together,
I know you will never see,

How much you truly mean to me.
Inspired By Chris Eagle<3
leinstinct Nov 2016
I never thought I could
be time and nature itself
The universe is my ally
I'm one with all my surroundings
No greater joy or pleasure
Than what it is to be alive
The realm of all spiritual
The escence of our love
To mingle with our passions
Work for our dreams come true
Totally go against conviction
Rebel against society
The system tries to enslave us
Don't let that be
**** whoever tries to change you
That can only be your job
And forget anyone who hurt you
Though a lesson must be taught
Still the only thing that exists is LOVE
Hailey A Carlson  Sep 2013
Songs
Hailey A Carlson Sep 2013
Hum the tune
for all to hear
but lovey
no one is near
beautiful music
from your presence
but nobody
can feel the escence
Practice day
practice night
till its just right
But no one can hear it
what a terrible plight
Everyones gone
so you feel so wrong
why make a song
for none to sing along?
Its because their all busy
they've not shown
cuz they're waiting for you
to come hear their own.
leinstinct  Nov 2016
BLESSED
leinstinct Nov 2016
Existence and the realm of everything we hold as true
Our reality simple perception
Love is the only thing in existence for me and you

Search through your own reality
your own purpose
your own path

No one can tell you who you are
Or who you are supposed to be
You where born unique
You are legitimately free

You can't stop a human from feeling
Emotions are the most beautiful things

Pain slithers through our souls
Making path for what is best and yet to come

Showing with no fear
Sentimental giving
Never expecting to recieve
It is the beauty of believing

And when two people hurt each other
Love vanishes leaving only ashes of what could've been
But sometimes sparks don't last forever
And scars so perpetual by nature
...
Never leave they stay forever  
Until they become part of your escence
Until you can finaly learn to embrace them

The pain becomes your ally
While something good awaits to bloom

Tears are full of blessings
Timing can be a *****
But good is always triumph
No matter how long a pain may last  
It is the course of live and living
It is LOVE
Amy Snow Jun 2014
Being in this page makes me really happy because just like music poetry is an escape from the world and its way to express what we feel to express our true escence as writers.

For those who have liked my poem I Thank you I really appreciate it

And I also want to thank my followers :3
Itzel Hdz May 2017
I keep your escence in a red notebook
Your voice is in the back of my mind
And I can only remember you in dreams
March 12/2016
leinstinct  Jul 2017
Preacher
leinstinct Jul 2017
I know I'm lost,
I don't know why.
I know its wrong,
But it feels so fine.
Guided by pleasure,
I cannot admit,
I've betrayed my own escence
I don't do what I preach.
Call me a hypocrite,
I cannot say I am not.
But aren't all we sometimes!?
Please let me feel it's OK!
Because if I don't there will be no other way but to change
Emily  May 2018
Sadness and pain
Emily May 2018
Why I am feeling sad,
In real time it is not at all bad.

My sadness is broken down in the number of times I have to feel pain,
For pain is the escence of my sadness whereby I am feeling reluctance of tame.

Oh why do we get given so many lemons,
Oh so much that we force ourselves to be falsely mentioned.

It may make us weep,
For I choose to do the simplest tasks such as a sweep.
It makes me forget.

For the mind is a powerful tool if you train it right,
Train it to see life’s true colours under an excellent light.

For you never know what is next in stall for your prescious soul,
Whilst the hours, days and years go by time is it’s toll.
Please don’t let yourself be this doll!

Don’t let this get the better of you,
Because you may have found what is untrue.

Sadness can be caused by the pain of losing your soul of originality,
For you may be blind sighted and bounded by fragility.

You need to break through this,
Sometimes you need to take a miss!

Come now let us unleash the pain
Make us human again!

Sadness is a man made pain,
Eliminate sadness and you will be back in the game!
Lydia  May 2014
You
Lydia May 2014
You
You're just a little odd-ball,
Aren't you?
You like taking tests
And waking up early
And you don't divide things by two,
You multiply them by point five
So
In escence,
Divide things by two
You don't have to be the same
To succeed.
Please comment :)
Byerly  Mar 2019
Flowerbells
Byerly Mar 2019
Long deep flowers
Running on your skin
Hear the sound they make
Like enormous bells
whispering
Hear
Memorize it
Isnt it peculiar
How they get tattoed in your veins
Your bones
Your muscules
Close your eyes and go back to 1926
The parade
Thousands of lights and lowed flowers
Flowers
That were the only thing somehow...
beauty
It was humongous
No one could ever capture their escence

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