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Thomas Harvey Mar 2020
I see the flames and hear the echos
Ghosts of the past, now rendered gone
The walls crumbled down, the foundation cracked
They say a man died, maybe there were more
For I don't think they were counting souls
They ask who's to blame for this failure of a gecko
Only looking for answers fast, trying to make a discovery before the dawn
The only evidence left is a crown, for nothing else can be tracked
And yes a man did fry, but it was for the untold lore
This case is a mystery, one that will surely turn men into Ghouls
Hanna C S Feb 2020
I can feel the cogs in my brain getting loose again,
Not quite fitting -
not quite spinning in time,
Spitting sparks that fly, ignite and burn
Bringing light to dark corners and melting locks that keep the past in its box.
I pandora, so out of time,
moving towards
and away from you
As I find my feet dancing in complex rhythms
Driven by the drums of my demons that have learnt to remove their muzzles and sing
Do you see this vessel shake out of tune?
Do you feel the tremors that set muscles moving to the moments of memory?
There is a girl that wants you to notice and wrap her up
There is a girl that wants you to notice and give her up
There is a girl that hopes you never notice something is up
In my head again,
Upheaved
I can't quite sit still again,
can't quite smile straight again.
can't quite sleep right again
so these pills sit tight on my tongue again
Blue like my blood that calls out for more
Blue like the bruises only my eyes still see
Blue like the unsafe flame our science teacher warned us of,
This blue has become apart of the essence of me
Hot, I flicker in shades of the ocean,
And blue flames flicker with violence
I move blue, I move blind,
With these waves in my mind
That crash hard
And lap slow.
I can only apologise for the temper of my tides
This sea is angry still, sad still, yet loves you still.
I pray ur boat sails strong.
Trying to describe the feeling of things going

bad again
Jim Kirk Feb 2020
TAKE MY SOUL – My Twin Flame



?The Material one Wonders, sewing doubts, maybe?

The Soul completes, two emerge as one,

The chaos of the divide collapses

Material succumbs to pressure as diamonds



Obstacles fade, diminishing, unseen evermore,

Where comes these Shadows of material world,

Sewing doubt, fear, feet frozen in place,

Expanding omnipotent universe, thrusting us together,



Soul completion achieved, syntropy prevails,

All Material is fleeting flesh, ghostly, decaying corruption,

Our spiritual souls unite, ignite, comets flashing by,

We Grasp this joy tightly, savor every breath, laugh, love evermore,



Our bodies, minds, souls emerge into singularity,

O' great wonder have we beheld,

A soul split, miracle of miracles, Then a soul unites,

Explosive quasars pale to this love reborn,



Completeness, destiny, eternity roars with laughter,

The divine rises, blessing their creation,

Together, ecstatic togetherness, YES evermore,

lovers eyes invade and envelope each in fond eternal embrace,



I Love you~
Asominate Feb 2020
Crack, there goes our glowsticks
As a unit, we light the lanterns
One day I hope that we'll go up in flames
Łëïçkî Feb 2020
Quick hands and light fingers,
trace the dips in my collar bone
and skip stones down my spine.
Touches burned into my skin,
like the scars left on my heart
and on my wrists.
forgive young stupid love
John McCafferty Jan 2020
Flapping flames fall from above
A reflection of affliction
Kissed by death when time is up

The transference of one

To reimburse the curse
a cycle continues of the young
From which we all grow older
to become shards of the sun
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William de klerk Jan 2020
charred skin cleanse by fire
wraps 'round my body
like a deathly black cocoon
where
scars burns and bruises blur
as my searing limbs
engulfed in flames
shriek
what burns away as ash
becomes the trail of the fires
i forged forward through
and
as my corpse collapses
let me be reborn as a Phoenix
so we may forge forward together
free and new
The burning away of what makes us feel disfigured or worthy of being thrown away is a painful process. one that is often done alone, but whether you burn those things away with God or family or work , healing will take place.
Carlo C Gomez Jan 2020
What sparks
Will often combust

What burns too fast
Never trust

The flames may dance
The heat may warm

But fast-moving blazes
Only aim to harm
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