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Dylan McFadden Feb 2020
Among the myrtles –
Yes, in between
A green, so fertile! –
A King was seen

Atop His stallion –
A chestnut red –
As His battalion
Patrolled ahead

Throughout all the earth
Both far and wide
Observing the mirth
But birthed by pride

The report came back,
“At rest! At rest!
By behest of Black!
Asleep; possessed!”


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Among the myrtles –
Yes, in between
The deep, the gurgle! –
A King was seen

Atop His stallion –
A chestnut red –
As His battalion
Then stormed ahead

Throughout all the earth
Both far and wide
To silence the mirth
But birthed by pride

The report came back,
“Alas! Alas!
The quake; the crack!
Judgment has passed!”


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Among the myrtles –
Yes, in between
A green, so fertile! –
A King was seen

Atop His stallion –
A chestnut red –
As His battalion
Awoke the dead

Throughout all the earth
Both far and wide
His reign making mirth
As death had died!

The report came back,
“At last! At last!
The captives are back!
Returned at last!”


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At last! At last!
The captives are back!
Returned at last!
Returned at last…

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Inspired by Zechariah 1:7-17
Mnamri Dec 2019
A sailor without a
ship
A shoulder missing a
chip
Chaotic control slipping off my
grip
Chained to unreasonable
complacence

Calmness as a God
You disappear into
the fog

While life sails on by
singing sweet goodbyes
Marri Nov 2019
To be in love with a man in *******--
Is to shatter your heart a thousand times.
For my love is held in her fondness.
What will become of us and our love crimes?

Are we ungodly with no virtue left?
Have we no soul left in our mortal shells?
Have we lost our halos or was it theft?
Will we ever hear heaven’s freedom bells?

You are bound, tied by hand, and feet to her.
You are held captive by left hand and ring.
You are covered in love, you reek of myrrh.
For her, you will sing, to me, you will cling.

How can one so faithful fail another?
If not me, nor her, then who? My lover.
LC Sep 2019
I'm falling.
How can no one
hear my screams or
see what holds me captive?
I'm trying to stay afloat,
and no one sees that.
I'm falling.
-df Feb 2019
i sip away my tears
that have landed
in my watered down
tea.
the strength it once held
no longer holds me
captive.
written by d.f.
@daymarepoetry on instagram
K Balachandran Feb 2019
rebellious dark clouds,
took the full moon their captive;
rains freed her quick!
Athena Feb 2019
I'm convinced that this is purgatory
and we are all captive
inside of ourselves
Nobody
Adrian Mo Jan 2019
To wander beyond the clouds is a product of human intelligence.
Physically bound to the sources of earth.
Through the thick stardust, resisting the enticing black holes, the mind can leave and return as it pleases.
We are victims of captivity,  at the hands of gravity, and the knowing there of.
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