"breth" poems
A posing branch pointing sophistication
through a bark of whispered peace. A
pokcet of mute jingling daisys curling
melodicaly in the breth of gentle air.
And a shallow pool of clarity, shining like
broken crystal under the watchful glow of the sky.
This is where our loved ones go,
this is where they sleep.
Only to awaken as smiling robins on
lonely winter mornings to melt the
cover of cold
Dec 26, 2009
Dec 26, 2009 at 5:21 PM UTC
We may Sink.
We may choose
To walk on muddy works
Of choice of our design
Of foot step then upon to us
The foolish path to be
To find us fall in line
With inch and huberis
The easy road
On bridge of backs
And dance to others chimes
But fear can never dictate all
It has no power so
So find us left to no regard
For hate it does burn slow
To self and all that do surround.
And you the least of all so mad
I would so let it go
So laugh at him the emperor
The fool of many skins
The one who owns so much
But never of his sins
And do not sink, no more my friend
The earth will have it's end
Owning of its steedy legs,
Reliable and sure
with length
And breth and gait
It's cleansing fire pure
So malleable are we
And reslient is the cause to wail
At all of misery
Us the fraught and faulty free
The ones who rail against
The lies
We nought to ever be
Jun 11, 2018
Jun 11, 2018 at 9:09 PM UTC
have you ever had your guts ripped out.. freom a few simple words?
or litsening to a song and your whole body runs cold...
have you ever had that moment in life you just stop?
have you ever felt yourself collapse, your tears running red, your blood running cold, and free?
sometimes you just get tired and weak, you wanna give up. but you gotta feel that inner sreangth.. no matter how bad you wanna jsut stop and collapse.
have you ever hand that nihtmare that your all alone ad everyone has abandoned ou... where your doors are shut, the hall is longer then youve run,
have you ever had someone jsut rip your guts out and let the hang around your neck till the last breth is a sorry for the mess you lived.
have you ever had that break down wehre your falling and no ones there to pick you up, they are holdingoyu down, inthat black mack covering they one true love of death.
my dear you are all I dreamed about for long then I lived... I am the borne of love... fallen from the sky, and that is all I do.. it fall.. everyhting I tried jsut fell and dropped fron under me.
no one can beat me.. yet Im in this **** hole of my years...
behind this smile ws the knowlage that everything is going to be okay and ehres this cold hard fact that this **** smile wants to cry everything to death
behind this smile, this fake mask with the tear stained eyes, I am not as happy as I play it to be, everythign crumbled into a million peiced, half them got fixed and it all seemed to be okay but its all too fast and this little baby is motherless. and this little babys daddys the soldier that freed the pain of the world.
hush little baby dont you cry everythings gonna be alright...
this little lulliby for your life.. go to sleep little baby everythigns gonna me alright.
Oct 27, 2011
Oct 27, 2011 at 10:39 AM UTC
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Jun 12, 2013
Jun 12, 2013 at 10:47 PM UTC
R Scales--
I want to be your muse
Your inspiration
I want to stir your thoughts
Your imagination
I want to consume your mind
I want you to figure me out
I want to help you to write
And get your feelings out
I want to get you hot
I want to make you sad
I want to make you happy
I want to make you mad
I want to make you wonder
I want you to day dream about me
I want to change your life
I want to set you free
I want to be your muse
I want to help you to release
I want to help you create
I want to see your masterpiece
A Shuli--
Oh What an inspiration.
Be my muse and replace my tribulation,
Find me a new hight
And I’ll fly you free like a soaring kite.
Long-winged and split-tailed my,
Oh my muse fly on the breth of my words
have it all without a doubt
never again to pout
be my muse;
but I want you to do, to take me too, for together we’ll never lose.
R Scales--
"Let's soar through the skies
With the wind under our wings
Soar higher and higher
We are free
Let's never touch the ground
Let's fly side by side
Sing for me
Just close your eyes"
A Shuli--
Through the seven skies we’ll soar together,
Wing-and-wing we birds of a feather.
I’ll close my eyes and you’ll whisper in my ear:
Your heart’s breath stoking my song to a cry for the silent night to hear
Nov 3, 2017
Nov 3, 2017 at 9:18 AM UTC