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Dreamshells

18:28 Oct 29 2008
Times Read: 915


Dreamshells







Solitary computers

hide their breathes

after glass masks.Gods

lost their memory and coil

in their cradles.



"What an intuition", death tells me

"you feel my dreams

and you choose my paths"



Abundance kisses all of them

with her eyes close.

I`m covered in a pile of ashes.

Dead money are spreading in the wind...





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A poem I made for the poetry game project of our Coven Forum

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Sinora
Sinora
20:03 Oct 29 2008

Beautiful.





AlexandraAshes
AlexandraAshes
05:29 Nov 03 2008

This is a particularly wonderful piece. Quite the abstract and beautiful surreal imagery...



thank you.





 

Wildsorkid

08:55 Oct 13 2008
Times Read: 932








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A candle for the angels



~ into rememberance of our friend Wildsorkid ~







so many times alive after each death

so natural glancing with every resurrection

so gentle you locked inside your suffering

with a smile

so noble enduring the increasing inner shadow

making us jealous in our innocence

of the real darkness

and in the middle of our bursting spring

we appeared dead to ourselves in the mirrors.



but now…

a candle was lit for the blind angels

so they could see the frailty within us

so they could watch better

over the secret gathering of damned souls at your holy shrine



once we cherished your presence

letting your blood blooming in our veins,

then you were twice our mother

pouring the happiest essence of life

in the places where our birth installed the fear

once you sliced your own body made of seconds

to share with us the names of each little star,

teaching us each the end, the second lesson,

the second dance…



…but now,

a star was lit

for the angels

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Ars PO-Etica

00:25 Oct 08 2008
Times Read: 936


I concieve them with myself

during an eerie moment of extasy

I hide them in my womb since before my birth

and then I born them all dead

just like this one...


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LordSorenEbon
LordSorenEbon
16:19 Jul 05 2009

this was very good





 

here

00:35 Oct 04 2008
Times Read: 964




I come closer to your arms

my tears needs your salted river

slowly flowing under the meadows of heaven

so when the day comes and it`s daylights

I carve a moon from your darkness

I embrace your room

trying to cut the echoes of your silence



for I need to approach my lips to your tears

the only thing that can turn to blood

and bring me back

here

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xxDreamscapeInnocencexx
xxDreamscapeInnocencexx
02:16 Oct 04 2008

This moved me deeply. Your talents are endless. Beautiful piece....





ImmortalLegacy
ImmortalLegacy
02:27 Oct 04 2008

very beautiful





Dragonrouge
Dragonrouge
12:33 Oct 04 2008

Thank you, ladies!

*slightly bows his head with elegance*





demonlovesyou
demonlovesyou
19:55 Oct 04 2008

lovely poem of lovely flow of rhyme...

splendid...

very sad flow cuts the shores very sharply...



I loved this rhyme makes me thine most fan will read your all poems...





Dragonrouge
Dragonrouge
22:58 Oct 05 2008

Thank you!Please comment as much as you like.YOu have a great way with the words too!








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