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Chris Chaffin Jan 2021
The veil thins;
I light a candle and wait
for you to come home.
Abby Dec 2020
sometimes its comforting, the dark
its like a veil
its like a fog
it surrounds you, and although its cold in a weird way its,
familiar
like its always there,
but sometimes you get too comfortable
fall in too deep
and feel safe where you shouldn't
its hard to get out when it feels right
like its where you belong
where you deserve to be,
in the dark
in the fog
in the cold
and after the light is always too bright,
the air too warm
its too perfect,
and you were right
because you know what comes next
it always comes next,
the darkness
so why not accept it?
why not stay?
since it always comes back,
the light always dims
the warmth always leaves,
it gets smothered by the wind and the rain
and now the matches are wet
so
you cannot relight it,
when all you need is a spark but
you cant get one,
but why not wait for them to dry
because the rain never seems to stop
it just keeping going
washing away everything
making you blank,
making you empty,
it blends the days together
when there is no light, no way to tell
how long its been
or
how much longer
and then one day
it stops
and the light is back,
the warmth fills you up until you overflow,
but your so scared to lose it again you don't even care,
it's almost scary how much you missed it,
but even in the most perfect moments
its always there
making you wonder
how long will it last
and its hard to enjoy it when you know
one day the
darkness
always comes back
so the rain starts, the cold comes and
what's the point of putting in the energy
when it will always fade, will always dim
because the cold days get more
and more
and more
frequent,
until you cant remember the warmth
until you don't even want it
because,
the cold becomes comfortable
and that's all we want,
right?
to be comfortable
to feel safe
to feel something
to feel the cold is better than to feel nothing,
right?
at least the cold reminds you you're alive,
that you still are here
until one day you aren't
because the darkness gets us all
and in a weird way its almost
nice,
to know one day we will all have the same fate,
no matter how hard we try
no matter what
the darkness always wins
so,
why not find comfort in it?
the darkness.
sometimes its hard for me to express how i feel and i think this portrays it pretty well and i hope someone else understands what im saying.
annh Oct 2020
Did she mean...did I see...did her veil part its gossamer filaments just for me?

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‘I always find it more difficult to say the things I mean than the things I don't.’
- W. Somerset Maugham, The Painted Veil
Kashish Lahrani Sep 2020
I live with my skull crammed with too many thoughts
My body half drenched in the sorrow of your absence.
I live with my heart stitched with enormous strings of hope
While my soul lingers in the shadows, awaiting your presence.  

Camouflaging all the woes, I tried to love you with all my heart
I knew my body and not my soul was your greed
Every time I looked for a reason to love you;
You gave me another one as to why not, I perceived

Yet, all this time, I kept lingering in the shadows
Waiting for you to come find me
I kept hiding behind the veil
Hoping one day you'd see the world, the way I see
Norman Crane Sep 2020
Remember black winds of November nights,
rattle your bones, chill your marrow,
quiver time's arrow and rip the world's white
veil from a skeletal face. Throw
it. Watch it fold, caught on the cathedral,
high church of the ossified faithful,
whose whispered prayers will calcify us all.
Unveiled, the world is bones without a soul,
rattling as it grinds, creaking as it turns.
A flag flies / Calcium collects in urns.
Sasha Paulona Sep 2020
There are thousands of stories
Under her skin

Touches
Whispers
Kisses
Tears

She took slowly one by one
sewing a long veil
For her daughter's wedding day
Just had a curious about what ******* teach to her daughter. There could be a lot of stories out there that no one can tell.
Veritia Venandi Aug 2020
When the sun disappeared behind the darkest veil of clouds...

The light within her still shone to give her way!
Thanks for reading this! :)
Jenish Jun 2020
Under the passing smile he nourished his monstrous collusion
Plunder the face, while my shattered mirror fallen in confusion
Hunter shammed in the veil of love, pursued the pleasure of delusion
Thunder struck into a litter pile, driven me to a life in seclusion
Wonder how the hostile acid, deformed my face into exclusion
Sunder my life into an isle, the immense vacuity of illusion.
Bhill Jun 2020
to appreciate the delusion you must understand the nightmare
comprehending what veil needs to be penetrated
piercing that veil with dignity and awareness for certainty
be confident that the delusion is not real....

Brian Hill - 2020 # 173
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