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Druzzayne Rika Oct 2017
there are pumpkins moving around
the candle lights bright the surround
blood red fountain spinning in middle
people going to this haunted house over the hill

no one visits the castle any other day
but dressed vampires and ghost in black and grey
dance around feeling home in this spooky place
today, the other world get mortals embrace

They get to be the normal, not the one odd
today, nobody cares about the screams and shout
the transformation and apparition
today, no one believes those vision

They'll fall for the traps,
blend within the gaps
tricking and treating strutting around
the atmosphere lit with the hooting sound.
Celaine Aug 2017
In a universe full of galaxies;
its clusters, superclusters, stardusts
and other heavenly matters in the
twinkling space,
the universe attracted two mere specks of dust in the earth
called mortals
with nothing quite like yin and yang demeanors

In a dark sky brimming with millions of stars,
the earth holds a sea of billion people who wander toward each other.
The universe must have conspired for these
earthly mortals to work their way around each other,
and finally to consign love and affection.

One mortal breathed life with her
shoulder-length hair at a time when her life is still unkept.
She did not know that
love was hiding its presence at the corner of the cold room,
branded with dark ink on his arms,
also concealed in bleak mood.

However,
Love, all of a sudden, made known its presence and
revealed
his being to this startled mortal who was clueless
of anything.
Through time, Love altered its image from blonde to black;
and arms now fully covered with ink seemingly from back-to-back.

Somewhere along time and circumstance,
it was as if the universe almost failed its attempt of holding
everything together.
But fate
worked its magic around for two mortals who are
polar opposites to give in to the universe's strong gravitational pull.

Love, at first, failed to deliver on time
and could not have two mortals look straight
to each other eye to eye.

Finally, this mortal deciphered love
revealed through long full lashes which tickles the eyes.
It came with cute laughter,
chubby cheeks and bite-sized
chubby banana fingers.

Love wasn’t weak
for it found the courage to
finally meet his opposite
and carry on his purpose
in the vast mysterious universe.

Love always welcome with arms so strong
and wide open
Despite somber days and
as well as in luminous nights.

Love, surprisingly, came prepared with movie tickets
but decided
it did not want to watch
secret life of pets.

Love has a tiny medicine kit
always kept in a knapsack and
deep in the pocket.
Love was always making sure
they could have the time of their lives and
and accomplish a bucket of wishes written
in a dreamy list.

Love came with such thoughtfulness
and witty nature,
and rational mind,
and feisty feature.
Love came tough with love
and a smile so vivid it would capture you in
seizure.

Love came with past branded on his arms
but was handed over with a present
through the mortal who identifies herself as shining light.
For the shining light thought
Love really did arrive in time.
Happy Birthday. You are enough, is still enough and have always been enough. :)
Cerasium Aug 2016
The fates be among us
The eternal seers of destiny
Bringers of pain and misfortune
Foretelling of destruction and mayhem

Bringing together torture and pleasure
Combine fates they come alive
To see eternal suffering
Among Gods and mortals alike
Pauline Morris Mar 2016
God's off his meds again
Guess he was tired of trying to fit in
Now he stands at the corner of 44th and vine
Screaming all the time

The end is coming soon
And it's gonna be a monsoon
Of catastrophe pain, and death
Because you mortals aint seen nothing yet

God is off his meds again
And he doesn't have any friends
It's apparent he's all alone
I think he's becoming an old crone

He's *****, and he's angry
It's apparent he's gonna let fly the fury
He is just a homeless ***
He screams at all that to he's corner come

The end is very near
Does no human on this plant fear
He keeps screaming night and day
But no one want to hear what he has to say

God is off he's meds today
Dark Jewel Jul 2014
In the eyes of mortals,
They are monsters.
Of vibrating destruction.

In the eyes of a Rider,
They are worshipped and strong.
They seek companionship,
A guardian for life.

These creatures fly high,
Over the mountainous peaks,
Through the Evergloom valleys.
Down the rising sea.

They pride their right as Dov.
Rightful to their kin.

They are...
The Dragons.

They are not monsters.
Who create destruction.

They are not viscious,
When it comes to Royals.

These Dragons are so misunderstood.
Cant they live among us,
For the good?

Their sleek scales,
Massive wings,
Ivory claws and spikes.
Two lungs create,
Fire and Ice.

These dragons,
They are breath-taking.
Almost Immortal,
They will outlive a human being.

Don't take them as Deceitful.
They wish not to destroy.
They are guardians of this world.

Our Dragons,
Are definitely.
A riders Bestfriend.

— The End —