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lately, it's been getting
so dark at night
and my most prosaic fears
come shambling from the tomb

all these warring beasts
kiss my wounds
and make them deeper still
i never wanted
to be this way

oh, this **** is rising
through the wishing well
oh, this acrid soil
flooding from my mouth
entombs me
unceremoniously
Mister J May 19
As snowflakes fell
You made your way towards me
You were glowing under
The silver rays of moonlight
Running towards me
As I stood still
Left breathless and steady
As you catch me in your embrace

I know I can't resist
I know you'll never let me
No matter how much
We remind ourselves that
This relationship is so wrong
I guess we just can't
Help being in love with
Each other's psychotic tendencies

If you only knew about
The war raging inside me
This conflict that slowly kills me
Whenever I confront this truth
That no matter how much
We try to adjust things
We were never even made
For each other in the first place

You clung to me tightly
Never wanting to let go
Tears falling down your face
Irresistible even in your saddest phase
I'm on the edge with you
Desiring you more than ever
Even when the world tells me
That we're totally bad for each other

You sink your nails on my arms
Hastily pulling my face to yours
Kissing me viciously sweet
Like the sweetest poison for me
And even when it hurts
Even when it makes me go insane
Even when I know its all lustful wanting
Everything you do to me feels so right

Tonight is a dangerous night
**** hides beneath the passion
Love blurred by wanton desire
And yet I still want you to stay
The violent beasts that we truly are
Waiting to surface and be unleashed
As bodies dripping in cold sweat
Collide in a destructive union

You are my sweetest poison
You are my deadliest desire
No matter how much they say otherwise
You are the one I wrongfully chose
Thanks for reading!
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-J
Lying low on the beach of the lake,
small as a snake,
a ***** leech.

Its body deflates as I bathe—
as I dive in the wave—
it bakes in the sand.

I rise to a sea of them, boiled,
spoiled black in the sun—
bloodless beasts.

But I’ve a few bottles of beers
to elicit some cheers
on my day at the beach.
It’s convenient to ignore suffering.
Butterflies turn to moths in the drapery of your stomach.
They spread,
And the feast begins on the fabric lining the masonry of your summit.

Your satin sheets,
The place you come to cradle dreams.
Who knew,
Were vulnerable to these wing'd beasts.
Missing an ending tbh.
AS Jun 13
In deep,
to the point some days I struggle to sleep.

The essence inside begging to be free, to dance together with those to this cosmic beat.

Something no-one can see,
it's something for those who deeply feel.

Once the sense is attuned,
it's like finding a side old but new.

Sensing bringing along intense yearnings,
burning to play with those alike.

When unattuned and blind to what is inside,
the dark beings take the opportunity to pounce.

Dependent on the darkness inside, sometimes there is light inside.

These unthreatening types.

But for those who make you shiver with fright.

They have something older and darker than even the darkest skies.

Seeing people radiating light a tasty morsel, that spiritual type of food.

Caution and awareness,
maintain what needs to be kept safe.

Undisciplined types prey to these beasts,
******* dry each part of the light they seek.

Discipline brought with age,
is the only way I found to keep away the depraved.

A clarity and a safe way to keep away from these essences craving barbarity.

No Saint be I.

Having to welcome a little darkness inside.

A layer that protects and chimes the bells inside with warning.

Providing a force that no essence can **** dry,
as many those monster have tried.

Be aware with who you share,
with who you leave your soul bare.



© 2018
Abigail Sheard
those **** trolls fish for gloom
baiting your roses and bloom
behind their mask and costume
a guise filled with malice loom
there spans from the beasts ****
a monster preying your doom
they take your light to dark displume
like fishes facing the jaws of gloom
eliot watches schools get entomb
like a stepping stone to their fume
it takes no rocket scientist's broom
to sweep the trolls from the classroom
nears the hour of our death, trolls resume

Logan Robertson

8/21/2018
I wrote this poem very impromptu, almost with a giggle like motivation. I was smitten with the attention it's receiving however how I wished it was divided, and a poem like, A Workplace Rendezvous (which I like more than this poem), received a peak (wordplay!)_
Cné Aug 2017
There is a place that I go
that exists within my mind.
And when I'm feeling troubled,
I can leave this world behind.

On wings of gossamer
I'll sail in airships made of mist
to sparkling shores of diamond dust
the golden sun has kissed.

There are unicorns with silver horns
and friendly dragons too.
There's griffins, fauns and centaurs
why, it's heaven's petting zoo.

The rain falls gently on my face
from tears the angels shed.
And blessings from The Father fall
like leaves on every head.

I'll swim in lakes of lavender
and also float upon my back.
to see a glittering rainbow there
with no colors does it lack.

There is no evil in this place
no envy, pride or hate.
For if I wish admission there,
I check them at the gate.

I'm kin to every heartbeat
and a soul mate to each star.
And I'm never lost or scared
for He's never very far.

And everyone is family there
the humans and the beasts.
There is no *******.
There's no "greatest" and no "least".

Someday, I'll find thy solitude
and there I shall abide.
And I'll join the souls
that I have missed
upon thy mystic tide.
zebra Jul 3
i see her empty heart
stand against the sky
and hear angels weeping
like sounds of beasts in terror
long-limbed beasts upon thrones of fear
in dormitories of white brides and crucifixes
daughters of cimmerian  gloom
whose eyes are fallen night
vailed portraits of desire
like endless winter sky

and her ***** breast sweetens
his mouth
in a shivering mist
as he falls upon her
like starving flames
love and pain
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