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SøułSurvivør Mar 2015
[10W]


two spoons we lie
silver paradise
in my lover's arms**


soulsurvivor


--((--
Livingdeadgirl Jan 2015
A beautiful night
Rain pouring down
Running
Laughing
With my love
Open land
Fun
Flowers
My beautiful place
Kindness
Love
I am loved
Happiness
Fairy tale
Nightmares gone
Dark but brightly
Loving
Spirit
Freedom
*can it be?
Peter Davies Jan 2015
The perfect world
Would be one
Without the idea
Of perfection
Creep Jan 2015
Paradise?
No such thing.
You thought it was real?
Hah.
It's just an illusion,
I'm just waiting for it to crumble.
Paradise lost
By hollywood undead

Hey dani, sorry this is morbid ^^" but its true, no?
Justin G Jan 2015
A heart lost in vanity

                                              Will service and suffice
                          
                         My Lack of paradise  

      May all my enemies Die

 From a heart of Envy
    
                                 May their hopes descend into Despair

         No need for friends or Family

                                All I desire in this world is

                                             Glitter
    ­                                             &
                                              Gold

        ­                     I only require the Finer things
                                            
             ­                                      The Shiny things

                  They are the fuel to my

                                            
Greed


                       They are the *Love
of my life
                                    
                 My nutritious Diet

      My everyday Health plan

                My Psychologist
      
                        They keep my eyes Green

                                        They keep me going

    They keep me Safe

                                                       ­ They keep me Sane.
            

                                         V
                                           A
                                              N
               ­                             I
                                  ­           T
                                           Y


                       Oh how I have succumbed to it's beauty

             Its Art                                             
            ­                                                     
  It's Terror  
                              It's Pleasure                        

                                                           Its Life  

                       It's Wonder

                 The sensation it brings me is Unworldly              
   
                             I had to Devour its taste

             I needed to Sink my teeth

  Into its Succulent
          
                             Irresistibe  

                                      Tranquility

         ­                                          The Honesty 

     ­                                   It Possesses  

                         Is Euphoric in nature. 
                             
                                                 They say I am Addicted
                
                    Delusional
                                                            And Shallow
                
        But I say they are Conflicted

                                                 ­             Envious

                    And Callow.


                           *A heart full of vanity
                                         Had thee eyes of insanity
This was originally going to be another 10w poem, but I ended up being bombarded with ideas and conjuring up this materialistic and crazed individual. I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. : )
Oratile Maroro Jan 2015
I'm giving you all an advice,
That life is about having fun,
About getting to say something silly twice.
Having a little bit of paradise.

Previously I said life is a Gamble,
But it depends on who's holding the dice.
Shaking it enough for the night,
So you could eat something better, maybe Rice.

My Paradise is Hustling and it's complicated.
Being constipated,
in the middle of summer, But turning into Ice.
Now that's my Paradise.

Trust me, Could be nice. living each day,
trying to survive. My Paradise
Trying to be simple drifting you all to my Paradise ...
I just thought of this and wanted to see where it can go. I know I don't have enough followers for this kinda thing but oh well I have 69 (Teehee). The topic is Paradise. Make your own paradise in the form of a poem. Whether your paradise is found within the smile of your crush or a world with no homework I don't care. You have all the power here.
Tag it #paradisechallenge and I'll be checking the tag occasionally to see if anyone even cares. That's all. (fades into darkness)

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