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Umi Apr 2018
Lilium,
Ah, you fascinating flower, an old gardener who still looks after his duty, mumbled to himself in awe of the stargazer and spider lilies,
They seem so majestic, yet innocent to the extent of a wounderous aura sent by their gentle yet stinging smell, spreading across the room
He said to himself that maybe,  if they are as beautiful and heavenly as he thought,their taste should be beyond reasoning goodness, sweet
Just one bite later, the taste engaging in his old mouth has caused him to become numb, confused and with an irrigular heart rate, paralised.
Oh such an intent, to punish all those who dare to bring ruin to their glory by eating them, trying their taste with death ? Truly murderous.
Seeping through his body before slowly draining his poor life force, the fate of an unknowing man who had become the vessel of great unfolding fury of a flower which seemed to be so kind before hand.
A treasure is alike a flower, the gift of life resembling its beauty and hournour, growing proud until the sweet poison of death overtakes it
When I knew the meaning of eternity you were no longer there, Darling

~ Umi
Sandile JUNIOUR Jun 2015
as i was indoors with nobody
around locked myself inside my
room everything was still not even a
sound of the wind blowing

There comes this noise out of dead silence
a flash back a glimce of my past and
future my present i was shorked
and started talking to my subconcious
the noice came again out of
dead silence i heard your voice saying "I LOVE U" and "WHERE ARE YOU SANDILE"
i took my purple note book which i we
wrote about all our things and came across
our special song the lyrics wrote by me and you the song came out of thin air and
started playing in my head by then i knew that i was making a huge mistake looking at your pictures after then paralised me  i was
frighten in a coner then there comes this noise out of dead silence saying "I LOVE YOU"
#sj
missing you alot
# keep cool calm and collected
Iona Betts Nov 2016
Like a child I curl up.
I'm doubled over in a mixture of ache and soft comfort
It crawls up to my heart. Heaving and tender.
I just lay there almost paralised waiting for it to pass
I grab a bite to eat and fall asleep
It was a rainy day
I looked outside
And only saw grey
I stared paralised
At the hopeless world

I figured out
Everybody dies
If only it was as simply
As just closing your eyes
I would be gone by now

Its not that im scared
Not at all
Its that what if
When i come there
The pain go's on
And then there is no way out
Eloi Jun 2016
The candle light flickers,
Casting shadows around the room,
The warmth that it creates,
Fills my bedroom tomb.

I lay here paralised,
Thinking about all of your lies,
Pretending to myself that it's not worth it to cry.
But still, I cry, despite my efforts to try not to.

The stream of tears flows down my face,
And I feel the heat of it on my cheek,
And taste the salty taste.

I burn the poems you wrote me,
Telling me of love and of honesty,
Because you weren't honest with me,
And in love you never will be.
Notes I wrote at 3:25am
Hxney Bunny Dec 2016
My father is a traitor
of the sacred promise
he made to us.

I mean he didn't harm us
on tradditional ways,
maybe the modern pain is worse,
maybe we'll be in pain forever.

My mother is a leader
of the chaos our lifes have become.
I don't remeber when we didn't organise
every step we made, because we are afraid
of falling into the deep space of our feelings.

My sister is a fighter,
protecting us for becoming nothing,
fighting with my darkness
even if it invades all of our room.

I don't know who I am,
I don't know if I'm the enemy
everyone tries to warning me about,
I live in that chaos, on that pain,
on that darkness, I became that,
an spiral of little destruction.

I become the witch in that story
with a costume of observer
because I'm just to paralised
to show them the inside,
of the darkness that'd  eat us alive.
To you who was once close
To my heart,
This is me speaking my heart
And mind in writing

Its unfortunate that you're gone
Considering the road
We travelled together

We came a long way,
Passed a thousand mountains
And toll gates together
Side by Side as one

Our relationship was strong
But you somehow chose to break it,
I fell for you hoping
You'd pick me up, but instead
You managed to break my heart
Without touching my ribs

I always knew the good side of love
You showed me the bad one
It kills me that you're gone for good,
Not pregnant but developing
A new life, you dumped me
And now I have to recycle myself
To come back a brand new me
Cos I'll never be the same without you
Emotionally Im paralised

I Thought we were soul mates
All I ever wanted was love  
Yet you gave me pain,
I can't say I wont miss you
I'll miss you
I miss you now

Yours Taetso Jojo.

Copyrights.
Debra in Silence Jul 2019
I’d go to bed but I can’t get up
wanderlost Feb 2021
He was hurt. Shaking from the cold. He felt like there were knives  in his chest. Deep carved wounds. He stood beneath looking up at these crystal clear icicles, that caused him so much pain. He knew what they would do to him, but didn’t move. Breaking off the other end, they would fall down on him. Released in slow motion. Turning into sharp arrows shot off by a drawn bow.
But he stayed.
After a blink of an eye they would hit him. Right in his heart. Through his skin. Splitting muscles and arteries, making their way to the soul. They carried a poison that spread across his body. Aching so immensely that he couldn't move. He was just standing there shocked and yet not surprised. Paralised and yet not stunned. Making it quiet. So quiet that he could hear his heart screaming of pain. Crying at him to run away.
But he stayed.
Eventually the icicles in his chest would melt into the calming and comforting water on his wound. Healing what was cut open. Detoxicating the poison inside. Making him free. Only to get hit again. With every time he felt like it was burning more. The cold ice was like fire in his body. Destroying every bit of him.
But he stayed.
It was like he was daring them. Facing the Pain. Facing what he feared. They were just water. So soft and so wise. So calm and beautiful.  
Only the most beautiful things can hurt you like that.
He was on a journey looking for the answer. A relentless pioneer. And standing exactly there looking up was the only way. He was risking his heart for the sake of knowing what's Pure. Willing to sacrifice everything he is. He liked to believe that it would just make him stronger. That he would get more invisible. But he couldn’t see. He had to keep his eyes in the infinite depth of the ice. Seeing himself being washed away to the unknown. Still standing there seeing the knives falling down on him.
But he stayed...

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