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blake Mar 2021
the solid beat along the floor
the echo of the violin
the pace of pining breaths
against each other's skin

the music kicks up
you part with my waist
and the longer i'm away
the more time seems to chase

my eyes open to darkness
i'm left with a dream fleeting
all i recall are the notes of a song
such a bittersweet meeting!
inspired by merry go round of life from howl's moving castle

legit just let me dance with sophie pleaseeeee
Rohan P May 2018
you carried
space and time
in little dots,
like jackals, you thought,
like autumn starlight,
dotting the sky with their
cold, curdled howls.
the lost girl Aug 2017
[intro/verse 1]
Follow the ruts
To learn the art
Of shattering one's
Diamond heart

[pre-chorus]
the errs in flair
will flare the prayer
take one more step
if you really dare

[chorus]
the church and it's chairs
will be burning in flames
the frame of the graves
will fade in the darker shades
as the human race
start hating their faith

[verse 2]
Hear the howls
From the demons
Hear the owls
Late at night
Singing lullabies

Unsaid secrets
Unseen crimes
Will fear them all
Walls‘ve eyes
For your lies

Wolves will cry
With both eyes
Closed at night
Showing the signs
Of ending lives

[bridge]
We will all
Typify
The disaster of
Human kind
As the day and light
Will all die

[chorus]
the church and it's chairs
will be burning in flames
the frame of the graves
will fade in the darker shades
as the human race
start hating their faith
Taylor Shelton Mar 2016
I've got no family
I've got no good friends there for me
Only people who feel sorry
What am I supposed to do when I'm in pain
Howling and muttering in shame
I am so tired
All I want to do is fall
But I don't know if I'll have the strength to pick myself up
Sure I have their support but at the end of the day
But I'm their problem
I want to be their family
A person they would die for and not only for the attention
Guess I've got myself but then again
I only care about myself to not to be noticed
A Watoot May 2015
The moon summoned howl.
She heard it in her room.

A velvet blanket covering her naked beauty
Showing a peek of the majestic mountains;
Slowly being uncovered by the heavenly bodies.
Soft plum caps slowly rising,
Soft valleys tender moist,
Light rains from rubbing clouds.
Thunder storms and waterfalls get along well in the forest.
The valleys swell with
Desire of human intervention.
She heaved and moaned from
the perfection of the unheard hedonism
Silently screaming its way out
From the undwelled cave.


The valley produced flood of spring flowers
Blooming in the dead of the night
At the howl of the wolf.
schmexy
A Watoot Apr 2015
A howl of the wolf in this eerie night
Reminds me that I'm not alone in my wood cabin;
Yet I lay myself on the cold wooden floor
While salty liquids drop from my eye.

It roll down to my lips and I taste the bitterness.
I'm in my nightgown waiting for my heart to fix itself;
Yet it waits for you to come as the moon wans over again.
****.

— The End —