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Quiet silence arises while ocean fire flies are movin,
Water closin up by the shore that Poseidon tries seducin,
In praise of the shine above he'll raise his trident skyward to it,
And, in a moment of peace, all of its tide retires movement,

Admiring the site that's illuminating up in the heavens,
So all of the- rage in the waves can rest a couple of seconds,
The current eases the pace and even the wind becomes silent,
Each star is gleamin from space, and dreamin to glimmer the brightest,

Framed in this dark abyss, capturing vision down a stone mountain,
That raises crickets, and hooting, uplifting sound of wolves howlin',
Rushes of

Patience

The one mistake we make, it hides the path we're searching for
Distorting perception, Is it the eyes of fact and fire or love we are searching for?
That lies beside us; freedom of the truth is victory that lies will hide
Veracity needs no remorse, so strip your tongue and take its course

It all comes back to us who long for love, plunge its depths
To be ill willed in gut, who have long given up hope, when their stomach set
To those that plummet, fall from heights and never rose to that summit
Faith you will amount to something.. in case you haven't found that something yet

Sometimes the breath gets hard to make, we just want to fade

Dreams

Sitting on a cliff, admiring how the stars are made to glisten,
Drifting in the distance, mind around a faraway dimension,
People flourish in the day when all that light is sparkling truly,
But forget about the mysteries of the night and all its beauty,

When their shine isn't as bright but they still continue to twinkle,
Ocean tides glimmering drive you to dive up into the seafoam,
That's glowing cause of the moon that's cast'd over the tides,
Bestowing colorful hues in its path when morning arrives,

Before the dawn when the stars are seen unweaving the cloth of dreams,
A fabric en-wove in thought that's still seen- if you're not asl

Dreams Part IV

I can feel them gripping my shoulder when no one's there
I'm being pulled in closer and choking but no one cares
Cause no one sees them, they don't believe them, they show the teeth
Cause they're hungry, they want me, they plead my soul to feed them

I can feel these devil behemoths heavily breathing
Try to reason, but all they see is flesh to be eaten
When I'm dreaming, these demons see me vulnerable most
And even though I see them comin' I let them get close

They accept me, welcome me with their open jaws
Offering a spark of hope in my moments where hope is lost
I'm under-going hypnosis, they bring me closer to dozing
Till finally

One Day

I've been empowered by your essence ..
I wish you'd stay forever, but you're constantly moving,
Ironically my life isn't as bright without your presence ..
And though I know I'm not fast enough, in your fall I pursue it,
~
Running behind ya, while ya pull the darkness back from the lawn,
They never see ya, 'cause they're only conscious after the dawn,
Maybe one day they'll feel the sun and decide its colors are too bright,
But until that time has come, I'll stay shining under the moonlight,
~
My conscience hits me with memories and regrets- it's leech though,
Your essence runs deep wit me like ya heart that beat's slow,
I want to

*Not Icarus*Wings frozen solid
Stratosphere so very cold
Disaster, falling.

2013 Delice1941
19th February2013

*Garden Pest*Caterpillar crawl
Mother was a butterfly
Offspring a menace.

2013 Delice1941
18th February2013

SuicidalI'm running out of breath

-and I'm diving in.

I want the gods
to pour their tears
into the oceanic crust
they call the sky
and rip the immortality
from their veins,
crying out the soul of
a rebel torn in defeat

(singing hallelujah, hallelujah
in the rhythm longing
to glow from the cavities of their skulls.)

*Vision*Thinking thoughts of Daffodils
Rustling yellow in spring breeze
Should there be an early chill
Abundant beauty under trees.

Stop and wonder at spring time
Joyful feelings reign supreme
Emotional moment winters gone
Thoughts uplifted at nature's song.

Daffodil madness reigns two months
Everywhere flowers bloom
As they wither a certain sadness
Remember Bluebells follow soon.

Winter tempered by vibrant vision
Vision pulsating, joyous spring
Just around invisible corner
Seasonal change will soon begin.

2013 Delice1941
13th January2013

London as MythThe serpent is Janus-faced a thousand fold,
With a Medusa’s head of many mouths
And a body coiled, spliced and cold
That combs the metal undergrowth;

A metropolis from stone and steel,
That reaches ‘round the monoliths
Made out of sweat and blood of will,
Tapering sword-edges breaking rifts

Among the reefs of called-up spirits,
With the ferocity to throw down hail,
Or to rise up the phoenix who whips
A gentle heat from wings and tail.

ImaginationImagination is
Delicate white candy floss clouds,
Crisp green forests no-one's ever seen,
A blazing sun rising over a frostbitten world.

Imagination is
Wishing for things you know you'll never have,
Seeing things that will never exist,
Feeling things that no-one else will ever feel.

Imagination is
Twisted black hands wrapping around your neck,
Skeletons stalking you through a misty forest,
Ghouls ripping out your soul by twilight.

Imagination is
People long gone still lingering in your dreams,
Photographed memories coming to life
An old teddy bear that sings you to sleep.

But above all,
Imagination is
The essence of my ve

Blood is memory« Blood is memory »

Le sang coule, rouge sur l’herbe verte.
La terre assoiffée boit, et boit encore.
Ce n’est pas de l’eau, mais elle s’en moque.

Avec le sang partent les souvenirs,
Les jours heureux, le bonheur lointain.
Le sang est mémoire
Mais que faire quand la mémoire s’en va ?

Partent aussi les regrets, les sourires
Les rires, les plaisanteries et les pleurs.
C’est toute notre vie, qui est là, à l’intérieur.
Mais que faire quand la vie s’en va ?

Partent encore les douleurs
Les trahisons, les cris, les malheurs
La vie est douleur.
Mais que faire quand la douleur s’en va ?

Mon san

Rubaiyat: Space in My EyesMy, how lovely is this quiet sea,
Breaking on the shores and on the lea
Curling, tasting of the air and wind,
Taking with its waves a part of me.

Give it back: the pieces I rescind.
Night calls for the cobwebs worn and thinned,
Stretching in the grass--a well-loved place
Fulsome, empty, cold, replete with sins.

Beautiful your midnight frosted grace;
Fearful is the night moon on your face.
Say I, come and walk awhile alone;
Beaches, silence, glitters bright deep space.

Stars breathe miles away in heat unknown
Scent of space and call of night intoned
Split the air with grace, peel back the crust
Letting rocks and trees their prai

Winter MorningOn this winter, with the snow white as lies
Crunching under my feet, and the air feels
As cold as the giant corpse that had died
On the sword, like his friend died by his heel.

Through the frost-crown'd woods I stroll, knowing trees
Like these had been cut to build th'Wooden Horse,
Housing the fall of both sides, and I see
The sun's hidd'n by cloud, still feeling remorse.

They lost their men beneath the now frost'd earth;
The disgrac'd giant, with sword in his gut,
Died disgrac'd, as far as the Greeks could see.
But from white death are born new colours,
Like red of th'Christmas suit and spill'd blood.
But does this man've burial

RuinsFallen, desecrated -
The windows to your soul are stained;
You would kill to be a mosaic, but
You are no Roman empire.

The windows to your soul are stained -
You were never high beloved, no
You are no Roman empire;
You have crumbled under the weight of the world.

You were never high beloved,no -
Fallen, desecrated -
You have crumbled under the weight of the world...
You would kill to be a mosaic.

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by ~V-Roxity, May 17, 2012, 3:26:20 PM
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She tempted me through her hymns, whispers of a siren so convincing
Through her eyes she saw a victim, cursed to find his soul submitting
A form absorbing his shape, struggling to fight it with no resistance
Some warped contortion with snakes, lunging for my scent like it's so delicious

She led me through moonlit forests, where the skies have glown relentless
Regardless of grouping wolves and shares of lycans which showed persistence
In the instance of pursuing sin, the lust's grip seized
There lies a predator worse than canine's blood-drenched teeth

A monstrosity offering all its precious colored gem diamonds
Speaking through slithering forked tongue, claiming no others this vibrant
Thus hid a darkness, disturbed at heart, hoard, pure under its shinin'
An offspring hideous, conceived of which mothered with Typhon

A virus ciphered through her tone, she spoke from weathered fiend lips
Words of entire tombs of gold, through death I will forever be rich
Composing off key symphony, played off her vain struck notes
Teething deception moral-less, wishing her prey will come close.

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~Sederous May 22, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

The imagery is quite compelling, they truly captured the treachery of love. Well, that's what I got from anyway. I found her characterized as a temptress rather than a lover, which was effective.

~V-Roxity May 22, 2012

thanks, yeahh that was the angle I was tryin to take. A siren character

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