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Debbie Apr 3
My screams, fiercely and recklessly,
****** themselves into the starless sky.
Howls of despair became an inviting try.
It is fearfully unknown who or what may answer
from the den of the lachrymose night.
It's a different world in the charged absence of light.

The ghosts of my cries reverberate in heaven's valley,
and long linger down hell's burnt alley's.

Long before I knew self love would heal my life.  
Annihilate my strife.
A dawning of hope now veins my soul with the missing light.
If you don't love yourself, you really can't love someone else.
Those who are born in night,
Fear the sun.
Those who are born in light,
Fear the sin.
Though, I fear them both,
For I was born amongst the twilight.
A mix of two opposites
witch Apr 2
fig
faint divine sun dances
between trees and branches
falling upon my fig tree
open my rib, set my heart free.

~and all our fingers,
all our veins,
each are branches of a mission.
and with life we wrinkle,
with age we sacrifice fertile freedom. enlightment keeps us alive
like the nurturing water.
but immortality?
fig is the fruit of realization, as golden wisdom rays bless you, forever.
immortality is
in the wisdom of mysteries.~

fig is a wise man
sitting on a vast, ancient land.
his eyes seem to find something,
in the secrets mist held.

~and you search
all fountains,
all cups,
yet you found it in a lake.
and never,
never so immortal you were,
so thirsty for truth.
fig blessed you,
like the early morning sun rays.
your heart was never so exposed, never so ******,
never so touched...~

under her fig tree.
i had a fig tree, on a big field where gods set my soul free.
Death is a reminder that I’m alive.
Depressed, not skive.

To feel a grasp till I not,
I shall do —for what I can’t.
Seeing my tree grow with rot,
my roots shall grasp —for all has spent.
For growth in stagnation,
I have found my revelation.

For the clouds of today are swept away,
I will bathe —oh lil’ light, to find my way.
For in darkness, I crawl —inch by inch,
every single day;
The moon of dark has finally left its pitch.
Crawling— To find you, oh lil’ light, I pray.
A reminder for those who are lost.
MsAmendable Mar 31
Let the line between my lips and your flesh become holy ground, so that I may worship upon it
Let me learn to love you
In a hundred little secret ways
Following the touch of your breath on my skin like a dance
Let me pass my hands through the wall of your chest to hold your heart into the light
Let me enter the dark cavern of your body
To shine on your every inner part
And pad the scrape of your bones with meat
You can only
Isolate the shadow

If you cast
The light

And as it was, is
And will be
Genre: Inspirational
Theme: Keynotes
Author's Note: Here I'm not talking about the shadow
Once you reach
The heaven
You may again want to be
In the hell

There
That strict
Discipline is
SCHEDAR Mar 28
Walk along the city streets
butterscotch sky
sun-shower
bittersweet

There on the curbside sits an old painting

A Ballerina

lying with the rest of the trash
waiting to be picked up

The drizzle drains the color from the canvas but not
the natural light from the dancer
who
in all the noise and distortion
forgot her steps
along the way
Vitæ Mar 26
Lightning lives
between your fingers,
flashing silver inside
a handful of night

suturing blood
with exigence
through a needle’s eye,

with one hand kissed
by a shower of shrapnel
and the other twisted
in an infinite thread

tunneling light with
sublime precision.

Your needle
closes each gap open
with the cloth of Love
being woven

and each gap closed
holds me in this
lancinating tension,

as I slumber deep  
in the currents of
your halcyon arms,

this world remains
tender and unbroken.
“There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights.” ― Bram Stoker, Dracula
Mina Mar 26
I can feel the warmth of the sun that yet hasn't seen rise.
But I have a feeling that she'll come and fill my day with surprise.
I can't see it but I feel it.
The same way I sense a dim night.
While the clouds are trying to hide the sun.
in a losing fight.
I just hope that that night is never too scary.
I hope that I once again see light.
I can't capture the sunrise's beauty the same way I used to
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