Hg 13h
why Hg
why Mercury
why put on this disguise

do you fill
liquid metal
in the pens you use to write

don’t be absurd
that’d make my words
like poison to the eyes

however see
I do much leave
something in every line

something different
something secret
something I’ve tried to hide

something so
fucking personal
if you asked me I’d lie

so what’s this thing
I try to bring
to everything I write

it’s me, Hg
it’s Mercury
the element of surprise
Lyn-Purcell Jun 10
Love, an element
that can transcend
many lifetimes

Love, an parasite that
can destroy
a nation

Love, a flame that when
left unattended, can
ravage and not

Such much it has to give.
The very gift of love
Love can do good as well as bad.
Its an element that should never be underestimated.
Be back soon!
Lyn xxx
Lyn-Purcell May 21
Listen to the chorus of the weeping angels.
Listen to the songs that dares to ride the wind.
Just a small poem from my journal based on a lucid dream I had.
Do me a favour
Don’t  praise me

I will be weak
Theme: Request
Mazen Edlibi Dec 2017
Holding The Pen and closing my eyes, making my Heart opens his book in pain!

Listening to that Melody calling me loudly to hear the unsaid words, makes all lines shake in fear!

Space and every Element surrounding that space lead to hold my trembled Heart to Fade in Illusion!

Questioning my Reasons....

Questioning my Versions i went through and became....

Questioning the Purpose I have every Now and Then....

Questioning "Should I go Further than this Point that I reached?"...

The Sun is hiding behind those shy Clouds, trying to keep the Light of A Road from being Seen!

And I'm Questioning....

What is behind that Road?
Aerinlia Nov 2017
Protect me like a Knight
Heal me like a White Mage
Steal my heart like a Thief
Burn my passion like a Black Mage.

Blow my mask like the wind
Drown my sadness like the water
Light my courage like the fire
Welcome my future like the earth.
Lady Luna Aug 2017
Hair made of water,
eyes of ice,
heart a flooded river,
hands like knives.

Mind like a glacier,
legs like the skies,
feet made of feathers,
arms of branches, reaching new heights.
Saint Audrey Mar 2017
High pitch community
From one single tone
Can go from home
To a killing floor

Made all the more harrowing
Toxic trauma of the mind

Freeze up they said

Yet we push on
And we pushed hard
We pushed it too far
Then let down our gard

And now the lights flicker from green to red
A premonition of bloodshed
Locked inside the voice of
A brother or a friend
Neither one is talking now

Survive it says
Static cuts through
And the line drops dead
Outside my head the night goes on
Cheery faces basking in the light
Permissive out of innocence

Enjoying spite out of spite
Who is right
It doesn't matter
My eyes burn bright
But no one can hear

Screams are echoed all around
But transaction leaves my words devoid
Bliss is heard amiss, above
We coveted and now we pay

The price of our sin
Mikayla Smith Jan 2017
I am the wind when the tide is high
And the clouds hang like broken picture frames in the sky,
Holding on for a moment of glory
While the poet’s haunting words write me life’s little story.

I am the sun when the world has no shine,
A gleam lost within the precious folds of time.
My manner of pride surpassing
What so long ago became everlasting,
For the days have become nothing more than an actor’s last scene.

I am thunder rippling in the dark
As the raindrops wound the already fragile hearts.
Sorrow falling upon the world like a blanket,
Wondering how much longer our broken souls can take it.

I am lost when the storm shatters the world,
Breaking the glass as the space between the lines unfurl.
And wandering like no man wanders before,
Hanging from the busted seam brought by greed, hunger, and war,
Never allowing their dreams to wash upon a dusty shore.

I am lightning, vibrant and ready to be a guide in the night,
Ready to end the darkness with a future promising and bright.
I am lightning, leading them through the storm
And abolishing the suffering that our hearts and our souls transformed.
I am lightning amongst thunder, ironically quiet and frightened,
Yet, they forget that their darkness too deserves to be lightened.
Written in the beginning of September and my third year of high school, I was inspired to write this after viewing an assignment prompt in my A.P. English Literature class. Deciding to compare that of my mind, soul, and body to an element, I chose lightning. To have the characteristics of lighting, I feel as if one must be vibrant against a black sky and bursting with passion as lighting does electricity. All of us are lighting one way or another. No matter the way one chooses to express their inner lighting, just remember that the small bit of electricity is there and it is alive.
SabreLi Dec 2016
Behind the deep and dark blue eyes
Is nothing but a sea of cries
And the smile only serves to hide
All the anguish deep inside

Can’t someone take this pain away?
Must I relive it every day?

You may think I’m in my element
But I can’t resist both wind and tide
I’m just creating more skeletons
The pressure around is too intense
No matter how far I run and hide
The torment suffered is too immense

And day by day the challenge grows
To live despite my new sorrows
The candle burns, its wick draws thin
Temptation begs me to give in

Won’t someone take this pain away?
Must I relive it every day?

You may think I’m in my element
But I can’t resist both wind and tide
I’m just creating more skeletons
The pressure around is too intense
No matter how far I run and hide
The torment suffered is too immense

And hard I try and harder still
But just as quick I lose the will
I start to falter, lose my way
And before I know it it’s too late

Why wouldn’t you take the pain away?
Am I doomed to relive it every day?

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