#kitsune - Hello Poetry

Head spinnin, I'd do anything to feel, Numb most moments. Not sure where to go, Or what to do, Feelin like all all I can do is lose. Putting on a brave face, So I don't feel like a waste. Family having sent me on my way, I thank them for hell. The fire that forged me, And left me to myself. Made me the King I am, Feelin royal on the streets. Praying to the True King, On my knees, Hands out to the heavens. Sometimes feeling heaven sent, Other days feelin like a piece of hell. Wishin my enemies well, Including myself. Feelin like I been put on the shelf, Tucked away, Something to be ashamed of, Something to hide. Missing living in the night, In a room with just me, Drawing to save myself. Picking up the pencil now, I feel hollow, Unwell. Dreams feeling better, Missing the moments I close my eyes. Burning through my days, A bittersweet waiting game, Waiting for sleep. In the night, My fox waits for me, Disheveled, himself. Finding peace, In the spaces we meet. Become a demon myself, When an angel was all I wanted to be. Fallen now, Brimstone burning in my chest, Blessed to have my soul held by the best. A kin to the beast, He holds me, So I don't freeze. Missing his warmth, During the days of winter breeze. Hoping he's with me, Even during waking hours, So I don't feel alone, He puts me at ease. The wrinkle in his smile, Better than anything. Feeling the swell of my heart, When we meet. Passing through the veil, So we can have You & Me, A different kind of We. Craving to be conjoined, A soul bond I never want to leave.

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Nov 24, 2025

Nov 24, 2025 at 2:55 PM UTC

etherealthem15

007; Soul Bond

Head spinnin, I'd do anything to feel, Numb most moments. Not sure where to go, Or what to do, Feelin like all all I can do is lose. Putting on a brave face, So I don't feel like a waste. Family having sent me on my way, I thank them for hell. The fire that forged me, And left me to myself. Made me the King I am, Feelin royal on the streets. Praying to the True King, On my knees, Hands out to the heavens. Sometimes feeling heaven sent, Other days feelin like a piece of hell. Wishin my enemies well, Including myself. Feelin like I been put on the shelf, Tucked away, Something to be ashamed of, Something to hide. Missing living in the night, In a room with just me, Drawing to save myself. Picking up the pencil now, I feel hollow, Unwell. Dreams feeling better, Missing the moments I close my eyes. Burning through my days, A bittersweet waiting game, Waiting for sleep. In the night, My fox waits for me, Disheveled, himself. Finding peace, In the spaces we meet. Become a demon myself, When an angel was all I wanted to be. Fallen now, Brimstone burning in my chest, Blessed to have my soul held by the best. A kin to the beast, He holds me, So I don't freeze. Missing his warmth, During the days of winter breeze. Hoping he's with me, Even during waking hours, So I don't feel alone, He puts me at ease. The wrinkle in his smile, Better than anything. Feeling the swell of my heart, When we meet. Passing through the veil, So we can have You & Me, A different kind of We. Craving to be conjoined, A soul bond I never want to leave.

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Twirling and whirling an understanding entanglement. Back to back our eyes never once meet. I tell their story through my lens they agree. The music flows our bodies move mindlessly one. Energy radiates weaving itself through our spirits. The music spins out the story comes to an end. It seems as if our meeting is done this dance is just the beginning.

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Dec 21, 2021

Dec 21, 2021 at 11:52 AM UTC

RenSturgis

Kitsune

Twirling and whirling an understanding entanglement. Back to back our eyes never once meet. I tell their story through my lens they agree. The music flows our bodies move mindlessly one. Energy radiates weaving itself through our spirits. The music spins out the story comes to an end. It seems as if our meeting is done this dance is just the beginning.

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Large wings, Constant mischievous smirk He fell from the sky Blurred in shades of red A war between winged humans And 9 tailed foxes Bones snapping, Metal clashing, Wings flapping, Fangs baring The enemies blood Mercilessly slaughtering One another Proving their strength

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Apr 7, 2016

Apr 7, 2016 at 10:40 AM UTC

rachael-taylor

Power Struggle

Large wings, Constant mischievous smirk He fell from the sky Blurred in shades of red A war between winged humans And 9 tailed foxes Bones snapping, Metal clashing, Wings flapping, Fangs baring The enemies blood Mercilessly slaughtering One another Proving their strength

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