I dream a peaceful dream,
a hopeful dream of a life
with no more desolation
of our collective
humanity.

As lessons having been
painfully learned, we
cast away all
self-righteousness and
hedonistic insanity.

For I still believe we need
and will eventually gain
a new world of true
fellowship and illumination.

For myself and so many
others this is our goal,
our selfless hope, and
our final destination.



-by Mercurychyld
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If I could wipe away the tears,
If I could crush the deceitful fears,

to be immersed in Glory;
a renewal of each sorrowful Story.

As I read the words
I feel the tendrils of their pain.

The bleeding hearts,
the bitter, ripping stain.

If I could, I would
save them from the next fall.

A network of seasoned poets
on which each of us could call.

The heart cries out...
‘Love me, don’t leave me,
hold on to me for dear life;
without you I will come undone,
I’ll fall apart!’

You can never give in
or let it distract you,
because...
I, myself, have learned
that often,
what we’ve learned
to see as an ‘end’...

is merely another
new start.


- by Mercurychyld
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A good Pi means you can't
Resist, or have a piece
It should be almost
Sensual, to the tongue
But only in the mouth

This Pi is the mind
Which is sensual in itself
But only when you know
The lace is a lattice
Spider webbing a donut
Delicate in design
Intricate, but precise

Pi is of the mind
It's visual representation
Spectrum of colors
Covered the bases
And even a reflection
Of itself, geometric
Colors and mechanics

The Gemini Pi(e)
Is like unto the same
Complexity, Reflecting
Precision, and in that
Expressed in every
Spectrum of color
And delicious

(In the mouth)

Black feather, eyes as dark of night
What do you see with those
Pools of midnight,
You scratch upon naked rock
Talons like knifes
Symbols,
Cryptic,
Answers,
Not, for you are the bringer
Of news many wish not to hear,
But you are the midnight bird,
Dressed all in black
Emotions hidden
Behind those eyes,
As dark as coal,
But shine so bright,
What do you want,
What have you come to see,
Bearing witness, to my plight
A messenger to my untimely death,
I touch your feather
Black,
Silk,
Midnight,
Eyes I now see through
I see that you are but a messenger
Not of ill will but to warn
Of deaths intentions on this night
Extinguish,
Smother,
Erase,
My flame called life,
I 'm ready for what is to come,
I nod with expectants,
Thank you,
Messenger,
I miss understood
You are cloaked in darkness
To hide from deaths sight,
Eyes black as midnight, to hide your stare
Fly before you are caught this night
Try to warn others of there impending plight.