Unchangeable is the love within our souls
Dreaming of soft timelessness
Perceived in fadeless hues of red and gold
Transmuted from molded clay
Imperfect, yet still beheld
As flawless

White shadows of a misted lace attention holds
An honesty in its purest form
Washed in fadeless hues of red and gold
Unchangeable is the love within
Completed souls
As timelessness transforms

Until now, our feet have trod a different path
Yet seeking still the same
Imperfection, with an honest aftermath
Time has taken wing in fadeless hues of red and gold
Imperfection beheld as flawless
Is the element it became

1730

“Lethe” in my flower,
Of which they who drink
In the fadeless orchards
Hear the bobolink!

Merely flake or petal
As the Eye beholds
Jupiter! my father!
I perceive the rose!

'We are sending you, dear flowers,
Forth alone to die,
Where your gentle sisters may not weep
O'er the cold graves where you lie;
But you go to bring them fadeless life
In the bright homes where they dwell,
And you softly smile that 't is so,
As we sadly sing farewell.

O plead with gentle words for us,
And whisper tenderly
Of generous love to that cold heart,
And it will answer ye;
And though you fade in a dreary home,
Yet loving hearts will tell
Of the joy and peace that you have given:
Flowers, dear flowers, farewell!'

We are sending you, dear flowers
Forth alone to die,
Where your gentle sisters may not weep
O'er the cold graves where you lie;
But you go to bring them fadeless life
In the bright homes where they dwell,
And you softly smile that't is so,
As we sadly sing farewell.
O plead with gentle words for us,
And whisper tenderly
Of generous love to that cold heart,
And it will answer ye;
And though you fade in a dreary home,
Yet loving hearts will tell
Of the joy and peace that you have given:
Flowers, dear flowers, farewell!

Words can be so beautiful,
And so harsh

Just a few simple phrases
Uttered from quiet, pursed lips
Can change a mood, a day
A person.

There is no protection
From words.
They're irreversible.
They scar the soul,
Leaving fadeless bruises.

Bumble bee
You buzzed into my life
And everything i used to be
Became so sweet like a mermaid at sea
You made everything fadeless
You wrote rhymes into me like a poem
Played my heart like a musical notes
Set my heart ablaze
And left me dazed like a youth who is Crazed

Bumble bee
You occupy space
Though you wrote my agony in syllables
You make me describe your absence in parables
You wrote your name in my heart
Now i bleed blue
I bleed you
If i choke on love
I'll need you
But every time i look
You're gone
Gone and left me like a stream flowing in tears
Bumble bee
You promised to Blossom
I let your flower grow in me
I kept you in my *****
So you can bloom
The love was there
But you never had time to see
I planted my emotions right into you
Even though i can't mend my heart
With plastic tapes
I'll sit here and wait
So one day you can come in to stay
Forever with me

by Joey Percival Ikechukwu

A juvenile unicorn dropped his fadeless horn. They covered it with the ivory glaze and hid inside some savory persipan.

He bought her that concentrate of the sweet smile, of the everyday fairy-tale appearance.

Now
she
breaths
erratically, and
the apricot tinge is melting with
her plump skin
because of hot
air.

All of the sudden she giggles, and the giggles jingle like crystal shoes.
The fairy in batiste sticks a kiss on his lips.

They definitely adore
their kisstick.

POWER in the blood
Is no STRENGTH of mine
’Tis so sweet to TRUST in Jesus!”
I shout in  jest
            Aging way before my time

“It ain’t well at all!”  I rage
In berefted soul
I writhe and waste and pine AWAY
YET you refuse to make me WHOLE

You deny me fadeless hope
You forego my cry for PERFECT LOVE
You chastise my ask for LIGHT
You DISAVOW me PEACE AT ALL

You hide your HEALING HAND
You disrobe so I can’t TOUCH
I’ll never RISE AGAIN
When gifted DEATH & CROSS

Be thou my VISION
For I no longer SEE
This AMAZING GRACE I’ve once heard of
Isn’t really FREE

In this garden of silent PRAYER
I determine not to speak
Cause nothin’ but
THE BLOOD OF CHRIST


Means nothing to a Death Eater’s
Unremitting
Unrepentant
Unforgiving
Dance with Midnight’s GRIEF

I was once a red rose
whose shade was deep and dark
As deep as red, as dark as blood
A vulnerable one, it is.

I was once a red rose
Who left my roots,
Who left the others,
Without resistence.

I was once picked,
I was once lured,
I was even thornless,
In someone's hands

I was once a red rose,
Whose petals were still wrapped,
Until and until,
It bloomed by the soul's first touch

I was once a red rose,
I was once a true one,
Who was in perfect shade
Of blood red and pure

I was once a red rose,
Whose youth was timeless
Whose color was fadeless
For four long years.

And all of a sudden,
His touch was no more,
Tick-o-tock the time unfroze,
I was once a red rose but not anymore.
I may still be but now with thorns.

On empty today runs my so called devotion,
even if my emotions are still quite deeper than the ocean.
I guess I was basically chosen
in this moment I was chosen
to be frozen.
Into my very soul
my greatest love has been interwoven.
who knows me better than I do ?
The answer is suppose to be not one.
One slip of the tongue could leave me completely undone.
The insanity of it all has already begun.
I am so ******* spun.
I leave everyone on stun.
I keep on repeating my mistakes like I am a ******* rerun.
I reinforce my rules with my shotgun.
You can not ******* fix me because believe it or not I am not that kind of broken.
My inner beast has already been awoken.
I am waiting on the implosion
that's going to break me wide open.
Everything else from me has been stolen
I guess I will go see what's up with all this commotion I  stepped outside and I went into a convulsions
the fire burned from several white hot explosions.
**** that I had almost forgotten that quite fatal are my ******* emotions

I remember well when I learned that  it doesn't lessen the pain if you allow the tears to fall since then it has been almost 20 years and I now seldomnly do I cry at all.  im a perfect  **** up  that's  perfectly ****** up  and I fall right back into yesterday but I was ****** up then too so it's quite okay.

desperately I am seeking solace and salvation. I need to be released from this Hell of my own creation. I tried to take step back so could assess the situation. I know that I'm seeking life changing transformation although I cannot offer any kind of explanation.

I haven't yet quite forgotten that I am indeed a bad *****.
I don't ******* like it when I have to flip that switch
I pray it all goes off without a ******* hitch.
**** sure don't need to be trapped inside of another ******* glitch.

I was taught better than the way I sometimes react  truthfully in fact
against me all the odds have been stacked II brace myself for the impact. Praying I will come out of this unscathed  integrity intact I
things aren't quite what I am used to but I'll adapt. Even if I almost snapped
when I realized I was being ******* laughed at.  
I no l longer have to live like  that.
I have no reservations about ******* fighting back


The things that once I did actively pursue  now are what gives me chase
Uthey catch up so quickly it's like I am running in place. I am always falling so **** far from this side of that saving grace that i am constantly just trying to save face.

A sinner faithless trapped in a time that is fadeless God he is so gracious even when we have been  side stepping our destined greatness thankful  to still be in his good  graces. With the ghosts  for the heroes I traded I could be trading places

Painted faces
Vacant spaces
Fatal cases
Faded pages
Lost hope
Exhaust smoke
glass bowl
or whole
Flowers grow
powers flow
Hours ago      
Our soul
Family's position
Family decision
Family's addiction
Family tradition

I was born with a lyrical mind
All of the **** time
I write **** out in lines, Lyrics and rhymes
Someone like me would **** sure be hard to find
For I am sick, twisted and one of a kind
I have a lot of issues, I wish I could just leave behind
We already know time is not something that we can rewind
My character was assassinated now I'm hard to define
**** this unhealthy lifestyle of mine

This **** fairytale
Is demented as hell
I turn full circles on the carousel  
Until I start feeling rather unwell
Hoping I don't fall into these worlds somehow parallel
I really tried but to no **** avail
I would have to say that's an epic fail
My mind has been a prison that for so long kept me well
To spend 24/7 in your head is a special kind of hell
Inside of the nefarious demons dwell
Ask me no questions and no lies will I sell

I ride across the desert but unlike the horse I have no name
A rose called something else would smell just the same
I admit mere words alone could never begin to explain
This strange rattling I hear inside my brain
I'm not sane going crazy because I'm only crazy when I go sane
I am just here writhing in all of this pain
Rather I'm in a different dimension or just on another plane
It doesn't matter because nothing feels like its the same
Ain't that just a ****** shame
These **** thoughts that a pretty much inhumane
Are sometimes all I seem to ever entertain
**** It I miss you more and more everyday Billy Wayne

I am just a **** up getting ****** up to **** up I am rather inclined
I guess that's just the way that fate has always had it designed
I keep traveling outside the parameters of my own **** mind
Searching for something I will probably never ******* find
in the sinister darkness I find myself strolling blind
looking for the path to which I have been assigned
These memories of mine serve to remind
That bound by blood I am to these ties that bind

I blow out thick clouds, I smoke strong
It seems to sometimes help, e to just carry on
Especially when at this impasse I have stood way too **** long
Staring Off into the the nothing pretending that nothing is wrong
Just steadily hitting the **** ****
wondering where it is that I ******* belong
Whoever I once was that person is now long gone
LIke a **** cartoon I have been ******* drawn
Just chilling wide awake in the wee hours before dawn
Inside of myself I have almost completely withdrawn

Most of the **** time I am no doubt higher than a kite
Still mess with me and I'll cut you from ******* to appetite
They have always said that my eyes just aren't quite right
The hurt in my soul I pour out with every word that I write
The White Hot flames in my hell **** sure burn bright
As I hide my self away in the shadows of the darkest part of the night
You cannot take me down at least not without a hell of a fight

I am a hermit, I am a recluse
This **** drug abuse
Is just a crutch that I use
Neck in the ******* noose'
What's good for the gander
Is good for the goose
Wish these demons would just turn me loose
Like a time bomb that someone needs to diffuse
I have somewhat gone right back to my ******* roots
For the **** that I have done I have no **** excuse
SO before you wage war on me can we call a truce
Or would you just ******* refuse

Inside good and evil seem to coincide
I'm out reclaiming all those tears that I have cried
Trying the best I can to take it all in stride
It's myself that I always seem to be beside'
The real me I tend to always ******* hide
I'm someone's ride or die that dying to ride
I want to ride the ******* pride
please Dear God let these transgressions slide
So I can see my Cuz on the other ******* side
I know I failed but I really ******* tried
My tragedies and catastrophes seem to just collide
my patience is rather short supplied
There's very few left in which I feel I could ever confide'

Like shards of shattered glass rain down these torn bits of my soul
Colder and more corrupt I am the older that I grow
So incomplete now that I couldn't ever again feel whole
I am spiraling fast right out of ******* control
As for awhile now I have been impossible to console
Trying to soothe my savage beast with loud rock and roll
This pain inside of me is something I can't seem to let go
Falling straight down into another ******* rabbit hole
I find comfort in rocking this ****** bowl

Hole inside of my soul that nothing and no one could ever fill
I am nothing if I am not at least attempting to be ******* real
Even though I self medicate and numb what I don't want to feel
Will the wounds that I seem to forever carry ever begin to heal
Everything surrounding me always seems so **** surreal
My best kept secrets never would I ever dare to spill
Before God in prayer I continue to kneel
Fountain pen still mightier than stainless blades of sharpened steel
I do my very best never to even begin to reveal
All the pain that I desperately try just to conceal
I personally just do not seem the whole appeal
I think perhaps I have gotten the short end of this raw deal
Now I am standing here feeling rather ******* ill

A mess I have made of my whole **** life, What a waste'
Maybe I am just that a waste of ******* space
The cold emptiness is something I am attempting to embrace
For every time I fall so far from this side of saving grace
I end up just trying to somehow just save face
Stuck right here in this pythons place
Where things I used to pursue now gives ******* chase
Catching up to me so quickly It's like I am standing in place
What have I become? How could I be such a **** disgrace
There memories I cherish that I can never ever seem to replace
All of these mistakes that I have made that I just cannot erase

I am just a sinner that has in fact been rather faithless
Running though time that is for a fact completely fadeless
I am running from the ghosts I got for Heroes traded that are now faceless
Even when it has been proven I have side stepped destined greatness
I am thankful that God Remains so gracious
Our sins seem to just enslave us
From ourselves there is no one out that can save us
I am not at all one of those that are courageous
My valor isn't one of those that have been seen as contagious
I am just part of the bloodstained spaces of this forsaken oasis

After dark when sun's gone down
Until it is truly gone for me
At once it ends my need for sight
And softly passing the breeze lets me be

Hush that harsh cry, deafen the noise
Silence muffles the claws of sin
I will not look again behind me
Nor hear the ringing fadeless din

All the steps leading on the path before
Further into the unknown night
My feet drag on but surely on
No cliffs, no pause, no cause for light

If my heart fails not and soul yet survives
Past the line of death or life
I find my feet at last ascending
Raising me out of bitter strife

And then what greets me on the edge of night
Is a silvery thread, yet strong as a rope
Thrown down by a Saviour's love
Caught up by my hand beyond the *****

With tears I cried, "Have mercy on me, a sinner!"
My eyes lift up though my feet are worn
His hand grasps mine and now I know
Beyond the night comes the morn

There are those that are not willing to confess, it is somehow a disgrace to all the rest.
Dishonoring those that were the best.
Damming the blessed. **** what a freaking mess.
This world is outrageous These Warriors courageous.
Their Valor said to be contagious but yet still on blood-stained Battleground, spacious their enemies remain forever nameless.
Ran through by Blades of Steel stainless they are not Shameless but neither are they blameless.
The dreams are deemed less because people can't picture fields of greenness.
Leaving dreamers dreamless. Braveness equals dire grave ness because yet another ignoramus is made famous by intentions heinous
We are lost to corrupt traditions ageless. Our future wasted all of us sinners faithless.
Chased by these ghosts of ours that are faceless. This hell we created keeps time that is fadeless.  
God remains so gracious, Even when we keep sidestepping our greatness.
All of our passions are burned out.
They are flameless. Achievements frameless.
F. I'm no fruits of our labor by our efforts gainless this world seems to be carried by the brainless
This can not sustain us. Villains Reckless leaving behind collateral damage. Careless vulnerable we cannot be covered by our barrenness. This world's not remembered for fairness. Ego Who should be deflated. Our countries morals debated. Suicide is not painless as some have stated. So why are these murders?: Premeditated? You' d cast helf-medicated fade to see to the half medicated,and  half *** sedated. Moments that were wasted Your briyhtytt they look as though they were cherished through eyes that were jaded. Stupid are those that appeared educated our enemies so underestimated.
Our Saviors belated. Blood people hated cutting ties to the ones in which they are relatedo  Civilization degraded how we long for that familiar sameness they said comes from sadness  
.     the world is an outrageous mess for forgotten faces found in Peyton's places Out Of Reach of God's good graces some of these bodies disappeared with no traces they ended up in an oasis could be nothing more than a fabled burial ground of wasted spaces.