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Katzenberg Jul 2014
Take my kiss, when you want to fly,
Here's my soul, if you like to stroll,
  I offer my hands, in case of you fall.
Nothing in this world is worthy,
No galaxy has such beauty,
  like the one I see in your breath.

I give you these eyes, when you need a mirror,
Have this box, to guard your loneliness,
  Take my fate with you, for you can believe.
I find nothing so beautiful in this world.
Not stars, nor universes compare
  To the light that you irradiate within me.

No desire in me could have been so pure,
So calm, like your wind through out my fingers,
  Like the flowers that grow in your voice.
I plea to my rest, by the kindness I see when you smile,
But it wasn't an illusion, or happens to be another dream?
  Because I find Love, the most beautiful drug.
Alice Jun 2014
The concept of Time Travel.
Were the portal to open in the sky
the heavens to split and
the past to rain down upon
the present world,
Would you jump in?
Would you fly through the
silver tube of past time
bump shoulders with your 12
year old self
kiss forgotten love once more
in the shadow of imminent  
Expiration because it has not yet
reached it's expiring date.
Are you living with no regrets?
Or an insane plea to change
Everything.
Life Jun 2014
If I talk real slow

Will you listen?
showyoulove May 2014
Forgive me, I have done wrong against you and myself
I have not done anything to further my spiritual health
You suffered and died so I could go free
And how do I repay you? By sinning you see!
I am a fool for having done such a thing
And rather than praise it is dishonor I bring
I realize you have probably forgiven this sinner
Help me to forgive myself in humble surrender
By grace, mercy and love I have been saved
By your mighty hand lead me to walk the way you have paved
Help me turn my heart to you
I want to serve and live pure and true
I will never be perfect this much I know
But with your help in your love I can grow
May I remember in my tomorrow's and todays
That you Oh Lord are just a breath away
Give me the strength needed to turn from satan's power
Guide me through my darkest hour
And if I forget send someone to help redirect
Lest I stumble fall or lose my way please set me on the path correct
I love you and thank you and help me to follow
Your ways and your footsteps and not be skin shallow
AMEN
Steven Fortune May 2014
If you hear endearment in the plea
leave the echoed sigh of sympathy
and come with your libretto lungs
and lips of red zephyr absolution
to purify the black coughs of cumulus
evaporating the enclosure
of my satin-threaded fetters

A failed emblem of security
in solitary journeys

Come and lay your mortal coil
of seraphic incarnation
next to my imprisoned vessel
of corrupted humanness
Slow my palpitating hourglass
of ashen peace-of-mind
with organic visitations of
your marble maze shrines
Here I can placate my warped
direction with the porcelain decor
of your serene skin

Angel

Wrap your light around my being
like the sun around an icicle
then release me long enough
to euphemise the darkness in me
from de-light to silhouette enlightenment

Hear my plea
muffled by annulled identity
Be the angel
hiding in my boiled
satin threads
and reveal me
09 04 13
Sarah Apr 2014
in distant memories, i can almost see you.
thoughts as put together as a cracked mirror,
a playground of stone
but still!
hands clasp hands, reminding my brain of times when fingers lace together, a shoelace of skin and bones and veins.
Breeze blows hair an ocean lapping between toes or
crumbs spilled from mouths, spread like sand over the sidewalk-
a city of castles and sky
Let my chest speak for me, opened, splayed, and displayed like an exhibit
use your fingers and trace from rib to rib and read the story i push so far back into the grain of my bones
a frightened girl, so distant  and unknown
*much like the sea she was born from
Nomad Apr 2014
You.
I wish I knew,
This is when the beginning of my regrets when,
Things happen and I couldn't be there,
Sometimes Life just isn't fair.

We'd complain and whine,
Even when we're having a good time.
But some how I wondered,
I didn't know.

If only you gave me a chance,
maybe I wouldn't be asking for a second dance.
It's not fair,
for one so young,
to have such a heavy heart, hiding behind those fragile lungs.

You.
I. Wish. Oh I wish I knew...
if only you told me,
but now, like then,
I don't know what to do.

I wish I knew.
Because now, I'll miss you.
Dedicated to a few friends of mine. And it's also a general plea to the public that when you need an someone to talk to. I'm there. I want to be there for you. If you want me to shut up and listen. I will. Ask my opinion, I'll give it.
Just don't, for the Love of God and yourself. Don't be someone's regret.
Be there. Life'll seem just a little more.
Fair.
Weariness Feb 2014
Above the scarlet oceans,
above the crimson sands,
I stand high upon divinity,
and witness the fate of tortured lands.

Fires burning to the West,
heaped bodies to the East,
cities fall like crumbling cancers,
the work of Man, a savage beast.

Beauty gone from Paradise,
the survivors live in squalor,
ashen forests smoulder,
as I peer upon this horror.

My glassy eyes survey the ruins,
of a town I used to know,
many bloated, torn, familiar faces,
what have they left to show?

"Lucifer where have you gone?
This is our time of need."
I ask you this but all you say is:
"When I warned you would not heed."


© Copyright Mr. James P Machen 26/08/2014 for viewing only. May not be replicated.
© Copyright Mr. James P Machen 26/08/2014 for viewing only. May not be replicated.
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