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Raven Feels Jul 21
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, and she dreams:?

expired sunset
a multicolored sky fired and met
wings of flee burnt rain
dawns of lasts in unseen flames

the table dines
lions chase forests of mine
like when the first sip shadowed
of the water green in lakes shallow

hands shot eyes intake
tremble ripped canvas of french fake
ashes unknown no name
to reach out faces or claim

polished the twenty third
out of the bathing bird
a Sunday morning motions
a faze of a dark table believed bad omen


                                                                               -----ravenfeels
leo Apr 11
and what would be
when we wake up
decades have passed
plants as tall as skyscrapers
on the overgrown road
big impressive lions
shining stars in the night sky
lua Mar 2020
Of midnight dreary and starlight’s end
Singing gentle tunes in the lions’ den
Each growl muddled with a lonely saint’s cry
Drinking in the sorrows of sinners who’ve died
I pray to a dead god, an exploding star in the night
The words overflow, thick and bright
Like blood in my veins, like roses in the summer
It reaches out to me with its cold, bluing fingers
A lion roars, they wither, they die
And in seconds, ever wondrous, they breathe life
I see this, I scream, I shout, I cry out
I say, Take me out
Take me out!
Take me out!
Give me the thing I’ve yearned for
The thing that my heart aches for!
The thing that I crave!
S e t   t h i s   d e n   a b l a z e
mal frost Mar 2020
as the sun cast its
brilliant rays
upon the bay
the tropical waters glimmered
in silent light
on the shore,
the lions - majestic, golden creatures -
stirred from their slumber,
if only to growl heartily
at the dawn of another day
before turning over
in the pale, sticky sand,
so that their damp manes would be warmed
by the fierce guardian in the sky
inspired by The Old Man and the Sea by Ernest Hemingway - part 1 of some writing I scribbled in the back of my during calculus
FloydBrandon Feb 2020
Well I’ll be the first of my kind to admit
I like the type of girl that spits
On my clip
**** me until she gets rich
If I go all in   on you go all out on me
into the lions den
Eatin that ***** like a savage
cause I’m wild about it
Robby Dec 2019
I am the lamb
Lead me to the post you prepared
Tie me there tightly

Take your knife from its sheath
Plunge it deep in my neck
Drain me until there is no more

Love me while I perish
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