Draw the ancient circle,
start the secret chant.
light a forbidden candle,
start the forgotten dance,
raise your voices loudly,
let them stretch toward the sky,
bring down the heavenly barriers,
let them hear our cry,
mother of nature,
soul of power,
bring us our sanctuary,
do not take us lower,
wrap us in your arms,
of strength and forever healing,
secure in in your grasp,
so we are forever feeling,
your love and protection,
which you are forever giving,
to your sons and daughters,
who shall forever be living.
Without you,
i feel so alone,
without you,
i feel so cold,
when your not here,
i do not feel whole,
my mind shatters into a million pieces,
i no longer can distinguish between the voices,
even my music doesnt calm them down.
Sitting under the stary night,
looking up at the midnight sky,
all i see are your blue eyes,
to guide me on the path that s right,
Grab the shattered peices of my broken heart,
slowly glue them back together,
show me there is better weather,
give me a fresh brand new start,
though very different i may be,
you hold me tight in your arms,
never letting down your guard,
tell me i am the missing key,
which opens your forbidden soul,
unlock the secrets deep within,
of a life without sin,
one which is whole.
to seperate entities,
combined as one,
for the handfasting has been done,
finally we can live in serenity.
Dance upon the stones,
Step by step,
weave the spell slowly,
make sure you have no regrets,
open the portal,
let the power run free,
release the damaged soul,
which you hold so deep,
push out all the pain and sorrow,
hope for a brighter tomorrow,
reverse your steps,
once your soul is clean,
close the tainted portal,
so that i ay never be seen.
COMMENTS
very inspiring . love the poem
Like this one too.
Sitting upon the gravestone here,
Watching the storm clouds near,
Thunder and lightning light up the sky,
While I sit here and ponder why,
Why does sulfer surround me so clear,
Why do the demons haunt me so dear,
Why can't I escape this forbidden fate,
Why must I always be engulfed in hate,
Peace is all I wish to feel,
Love is what I wish was real,
As blood red tears roll down my face,
All I see is life full of disgrace,
The itching and the twitches begin to stick,
So close they are making me sick,
The craving so strong for I can not shake,
For this bed I regrettibally make.
COMMENTS
aww sweety im sure you can make a new bed and it will be bliss to you once you get it.
Another interesting poem that paints a vivid picture.
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petedarkness666
01:35 Dec 17 2012
Very empowering around the solstice
lestatscountess
06:24 Dec 17 2012
I love it hun
LeeDukeAuthor
02:58 Feb 27 2013
This one is something special, I really like your phrasing and the overall impression.