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Eva Ellen Feb 2015
You're hiding something from me;
It's not a secret, ******, lover, or family.
It's your heart;
I can't feel it.
You never meant to set it free.
Attineo Jan 2015
Ask
Lift your face
Look to the hills
Help will come
When you ask for it.
Psalm 121:1-2
I lift up my eyes to the mountains—
    where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord,
    the Maker of heaven and earth.
We float this concrete river
as trees go about their day around us
Visitors, we are just passing through
to nowhere in particular.
What we seek we may never find
or even recognize.
Still, we paddle on,
subconscious cartographers exploring
every fork we come across
finding our way home.
Chloe Jan 2015
Run, hide, cover your eyes,
Won't you play the game?
One, two, three, four,
Don't you try to peek.

Listen hard, in the dark,
Five, six, seven,
Listen for the screams of fear,
The rumbling of the earth.

Feel the world crashing down,
Eight, nine, and ten,
The concrete crumbling into dust,
The crushing of the bones.

Breathe it in, breathe it clear,
Eleven, twelve, thirteen,
The smell of fire and smoldering embers,
Dangerously near.

Open your mouth, let it free,
Fourteen, fifteen, sixteen,
Let the shrieks of pain and sadness,
Rip away from your throat.

Don't uncover your eyes,
Keep your hands over your face,
*"It will protect you my dear,
From the anxiety and the fear."
Alex Courrier Jan 2015
One
Soft hands covering eyes
Left in darkness with only your thoughts
Rules are rules
There has to be order

Two
Imagination sparks
You hear friends scatter across
The wooden floor
Like untrained mice

Three
Focusing on your breath
Inhale, exhale, trying to stay alive
Still hearing the frantic pattering
Of those confused around you

Four
Wondering where they could be heading
Way up high?
Far down low?
On equal level, right there beside you?

Five
Palms are sweating
Moisture’s trapped
Under aging cupped hands

Six
Getting impatient
Foot starts tapping

Seven
Starting to rush

Eight
Almost

Nine
...

Ten**
Done

Ready
Or not
Here
I come
Gemineyed Gypsy Dec 2014
It would take an entire lifetime of an explanation
to tell you what it is that I believe.

There aren't enough words to describe the magic,
the beauty, the love and the joy...
And to see the difference once you've seen the dark side.

Life has taught me lessons, there have been trials and despair,
yet I have been lifted up, journeyed on.
I've learned to breathe in the glorious healing air.

To sum it all up, for there's no better way than simply put...
I believe in the Universe, in God and in Love.
I believe all good things truly come from above.

Look up and you'll see the sun, moon and stars.
Close  your eyes and remember, this world is ours.

We were put here to be one with nature, to fellowship in love.
To feel the warmth of the sun and the beauty of the skies.
To feel the wind at our back and in green pastures lie.

This is our earth, let's treat it as such.
Let's live in peace with each other,
Let us connect with the powers of Love.

Whether you seek Buddha, Parvati, Brahma, or God,
Reach out and delight in the beauty  from above.
© 2014 Ashley Jean.
All rights reserved.
Intellectual property of the author.
Makenzie Marie Dec 2014
I'm overwhelmed and I just want to give up. I just want to give in. Because I swear there's no one near me who's listening. So I'm screaming "Olly olly oxen free" to whatever strength is hiding within me.
IsReaL E Summers Dec 2014
In spirits;
& games,
these two brothers hath dabbled!
A rose, from the ashes
With song they doeth climb;
Back to "reality" where angels do hide
And angles abide .sharp.
Bards in a game of larp...
They projected to, each others hearts
Upon the
strings
sing
They did
But old as time
Tho both may be
They still are only kids
Love
The "emmoe of emmoes"
They sought only to toast
...
To GOOD TIMES!
O' what good times.
   Awaking from
Sleep was sweet.
       Tommorrow is a new day.
         So don't sleep it away.
...
They would say.
These 2 brothers
And then fly away.

And on that new day...
That came so swift.
The heavens shook violent
And the earth bore a rift
Soaring below
Deep in the caverns walls
Like a flying squirrels
Gliding above the world

Just barely escaping the deadliest
Cliff hits
No worry mates
Just excitement
for the prize below
Where the songs of men and oni
Doeth powerfully flow
And so they bestowed
Light in Shadows.
Decend-id.
Arise & Shine
No longer blind
They soar free
Deeper.
And deeper...
To finally
Reach thee
Seæ
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Seek the deep
Light creeps
K Balachandran Dec 2014
The gushing river through his interior landscape, runs very deep,
this surging Ganga, glaciers feed, is one of Himalayan profligacy.
Wouldn't stop, or deter a bit,on any eventuality; a mighty force it is.
his beloved sea, was moved by this, swelled up to meet midway, merge.
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