#thundering - Hello Poetry

So this is how it feels To be nailed to a cross On a backdrop of pillows. That mattress on which we lie... The bedsheets are like the wind Floating amidst your thundering sighs; Yes, they are hammering me down As you hold me there with your thighs Beneath mine. I am powerless, I am breathless As I tread upon the night sky And the echoes of your rest. There is a crossroad as I follow the path: One to sorrow, One to hopelessness, One to indifference And one to the divine. And now at last there's a silence That may linger til the morn. We’re all prepared for renewal From a past that won’t be left behind.

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Mar 28, 2021

Mar 28, 2021 at 1:15 AM UTC

solav

Bednailed (2021)

So this is how it feels To be nailed to a cross On a backdrop of pillows. That mattress on which we lie... The bedsheets are like the wind Floating amidst your thundering sighs; Yes, they are hammering me down As you hold me there with your thighs Beneath mine. I am powerless, I am breathless As I tread upon the night sky And the echoes of your rest. There is a crossroad as I follow the path: One to sorrow, One to hopelessness, One to indifference And one to the divine. And now at last there's a silence That may linger til the morn. We’re all prepared for renewal From a past that won’t be left behind.

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The rain is coming down but I can still see the sun.

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Aug 2, 2017

Aug 2, 2017 at 5:11 PM UTC

Jellyfish

Thundering

The rain is coming down but I can still see the sun.

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I listen You through thundering I see You winking through flashing. I feel You through fragrance But no one knows the secret I have You in my heart! Satisfying and smiling!

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Apr 21, 2017

Apr 21, 2017 at 11:00 AM UTC

zik

SECRET

I listen You through thundering I see You winking through flashing. I feel You through fragrance But no one knows the secret I have You in my heart! Satisfying and smiling!

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Raining and thunder and lightening and frightened What happened to sunshine? Cold and starving and desperate; hopeless and desolate What happened to grace? Drown me in the waves crashing about in your mind Filet my heart with your calloused hands Love me in the pit of your stomach, where hatred lies anything but dormant Kiss me with everyone you are Destroy me in your wake You are a burning church, and I am face-down in the Holy Water screaming out hymns; trying to drown out the flames. I love you

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Oct 28, 2014

Oct 28, 2014 at 10:28 AM UTC

revenant

Face-down in the Holy Water

Raining and thunder and lightening and frightened What happened to sunshine? Cold and starving and desperate; hopeless and desolate What happened to grace? Drown me in the waves crashing about in your mind Filet my heart with your calloused hands Love me in the pit of your stomach, where hatred lies anything but dormant Kiss me with everyone you are Destroy me in your wake You are a burning church, and I am face-down in the Holy Water screaming out hymns; trying to drown out the flames. I love you

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Imperialistic meddlers, men of power greed and wealth Western Imperialism not too long ago was once put on the shelf Not too long ago this name was never heard Its name is New Order of DiSoRdEr But still us folk of sanity with eyes wide open we see their compliance lock-step herd vanity In White House spin gone amuck they throw their bolts of anger to all countries on the globe And with more and more displeasure we witness their destructiveness from sea to shining sea But now I hear, see and feel a distant faint rumbling the rising Valorous the rumbling stampeding of democracy by the forceful rightful anger, the free-spirited valiant word a word of truth and dignity, the echo of today, and aaah yes to hear the thundering of the mass To hear the thundering of the mass...

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Sep 18, 2014

Sep 18, 2014 at 5:35 PM UTC

rw-dennen

To hear the thundering of the Mass

Imperialistic meddlers, men of power greed and wealth Western Imperialism not too long ago was once put on the shelf Not too long ago this name was never heard Its name is New Order of DiSoRdEr But still us folk of sanity with eyes wide open we see their compliance lock-step herd vanity In White House spin gone amuck they throw their bolts of anger to all countries on the globe And with more and more displeasure we witness their destructiveness from sea to shining sea But now I hear, see and feel a distant faint rumbling the rising Valorous the rumbling stampeding of democracy by the forceful rightful anger, the free-spirited valiant word a word of truth and dignity, the echo of today, and aaah yes to hear the thundering of the mass To hear the thundering of the mass...

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