"burining" poems
FWD: Guardian Of The Light
Soul Glows Goes Below
Behold Darkest Night
Perception Surpassing Depths
Humans Mention
I Am Adept
Ascending Threw New Dimensions
I Understand I Just Do
I Am Just Me
Trust Me Your Just You
Souls With Special Power
Universal Timing
Alining The Perfect Hour
Rituals To Share Respect
There Is No Tear In Wear
When Im Here Or There
And Adress The Threats
Im Here On Earth To
It Hurts The Worst Of Course
What The Heck
Im Burining In Flames
That Strain Amazing
Gazing In Just A Sec
Secrue WHEN Im Near
The Oppisite ***
Im Too Awesome To Rest
My Dreams Are Life And Death
I Feel Nervous
Breakin Pools Of Sweat
I Pull Through Like Maters Do
Till Wings Grew
And There Is Nothing Left
That I Can Give
Or Recieve Like No More Breathe
I Came To Earth
To Transcend I Past The Test
Theres A Star Some Way Out West
That Reflects The East
I Be At 4 Directs
Gazing At The Sunset
Im The Water Baier
That Can Get The Sun Wet
Magik Fairy Dust
Is What My Ashes ArE
Came From Far Away
Past The Stars
I Hold Romance
& Soul Hands
Apr 16, 2016
Apr 16, 2016 at 9:33 PM UTC
Who Is she?
Who is I?
Do they know that I cry?
tears pouring down my face like rain on a very hot day
burining my soul that people call cold.
No one knows what I do
Lame crazy physco is what the say
no need to worry Im okay.
Sep 21, 2011
Sep 21, 2011 at 9:10 PM UTC
Running
I'm running down the street
Beating on doors looking for a light to keep
Leaping over step delving into starless depths
Sleeping on these front yard silhouettes
Black blades of grass take baths on regret
So I chose to have slept
On the cold concrete I set
Cause I'm sailing
Sailing down the roaring purple sea
Dreams drop drops of air and I breath
It seems difficult to scream
Thunder and lightning are
Deafening and blinding
And I am drowning but my ship is okay
Cause I'm soaring
Soaring through nebulas quasars through stars
Old scars burn
But space is so cold they freeze
And the darkness gently consumes me
Floating never ending, hard to find, hard to grasp
And I'm afraid that I'll be last
To find the thing I so desire
I feel entrapped by burining wires
And I believe that I'm a lair to myself
Cause I'm standing
I'm standing in front of your home
The windows glow and I know
Beyond this warm door sleeps you
The one wearing red out of blue
The one that connects with my soul
The reason I started to go
So I raising my hand and I knock
I just hope to hear the door... Unlock
Mar 6, 2014
Mar 6, 2014 at 4:35 PM UTC
Its like a cut you place on you own skin,
Wondering why is it pouring?
Why did i?
All questions unanswered.
Reminding yourself you placed it there,
Stil pouring, how you get weak.
Feeling the cuts on your back and side,
Saying "these hurt more".
Burining all over,
Just a second to reflect on one fact...
"I was not the one making them"
Then look back down and see no wounds.
Aug 23, 2018
Aug 23, 2018 at 5:12 AM UTC
Struggling as I drag myself through the hot snow,
Enigma follows me, cloaked, hidden, and low.
Lifting my gaze with fake pride and confidence,
Enfolding my fear in a shroud of pretense.
Noticing soft hands, gentle and warm,
A stranger’s touch breaking my form.
She cups my cheeks—I cannot feel,
Yet somehow I sense that this touch is real.
Her hands are burining while touching my tissue,
But I notice, there is an issue.
Suddenly I hear the wind flow of words,
But one stands out, whispering, I LOVE YOU.
Oct 31, 2024
Oct 31, 2024 at 2:54 PM UTC
bruning,
its feels something,
hot and ****** up,
but now it seems,
burning or cooling,
doesnt seesm to feel anything.
what is it like anymore,
to feel this burining sensation,
even though,
this burning sensation,
wont feel a **** anymore.
Jul 20, 2017
Jul 20, 2017 at 9:22 PM UTC