The sonnet of our world The world appears, through normal troubledThe sonnet of our world by ~dvip6
Eyes, a haunted wasteland. Ghosts of broken
Reminiscence, those of departed dreams.
And once high held hopes, lost in troubled minds,
Their once tender nurtured being, now but
Tended to by love’s lost foreboding hands.
Indeed, the very centre of this cruel world’s
Unfolding mind has affixed itself to
Yet a darker, shattered, hatred’s purpose.
The piercing shards of loathing hate would tear
My flesh, were it not for our eternal
Love, even dreamer’s joys can not exceed.
For in our world, in your arms, in your eyes,
It’s not our joys, But our hardship that dies.
There's no one there. DreamsThere's no one there. by ~dvip6
Peace
Happiness
You
But soon,
I open my eyes.
Nothing.
You’re not there.
I just lie, and all I can see is your face in my mind’s eye.
But not in my face’s eyes.
I wish more than anything that you were lay with me,
Your warmth, warming me inside.
I look again, just to make sure.
I know you’re not there,
But I look regardless.
Nothing.
My heart, wrought with sorrow in your absence.
You’re away, somewhere.
I heave myself from the sanctity of my dreams,
The sanctity of my bed.
Gazing out of the window
The sun is still low in the sky
And the stream that runs alongside my house captures a
Finding Myself I see you, in the distance,Finding Myself by ~dvip6
Looking back at me, always there,
Even when you’re not there you are.
Always there, in my mind.
And I watch in awe at your beauty,
At the way that your hair shifts and shimmers
In the sun and how the glow of your skin
Is only intensified by the deep mysterious shadow
Cast over your face by your hair.
And as I watch, completely mystified by the way you look
I catch a glace of your eyes, so dark and mysterious.
And before I know any different I find myself
In your eyes
Falling
Falling
Into a vast sea to which there seems no end.
And I always seem to find myself immersed
Within the very soul
My Debut Poem, Mind Alone, I lieMy Debut Poem, Mind by ~dvip6
Isolated with my thoughts
In the deep recesses of my mind.
Above, glowing like a heavenly God
Stands tall a monument of thoughts
Of ideas
Of love,
Upon a strong foundation of belief
And knowledge it seems almost unshakable.
However this beacon of light and achievement
Is not where I lie.
Hiding, in the deep dark dismal abysses of my mind
Is where I lie, where I regress,
Where I live.
Scary indeed,
How the reminiscence of half thought thoughts
Can come back and cast a shadow so vast that even
The greatest of monuments seems infinitesimal in comparison.
And how the reminiscence of these half thought thought
"Sunrise" by ~Ezekiel139Just Know That.. Know that I love you;Just Know That.. by ~Fire-Hawk
that there is no other than you.
That you shall never know just how much I appreciate you
And that I don't deserve it; you,
But you are imprisoned, in the vault that is my heart.
That when I lie in my bed at night,
And think of you, of me, of us,
My heart,
My mind,
My whole being
Yearns for your touch,
For your body to press against mine,
For your mind to touch mine...
And understand me...
as no other does.
That I need you in my life,
Tha
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What im trying to say is
Appearences are only skin deep
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Every time I look at a butterfly, fluttering through the air with all the grace and freedom in the world, it always makes me hungry.