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#465 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 14 May, 2016 23:01
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CURSED LUV, STORM SEVERE
Life moves on, visions play our songs.
With your luv so near, my luv continues on to be sincere.
You are my strength, my dear.
My life will travel on, listening ov lifes true song.
Reminiscent ov tunes, so near.
Beautifully, my soul premieres.
Better to walk on, then to pretend you are my song.
I will move on, with memories of you.
I am me, I am forever strong.
Visions ov new, I will wait for it to be.
Timeless I walk alone, singing my song .
Grateful forever be, ov lessons learned to see.
Luv does abandon me, forever strong.
Cursed for luv, I dont see.
Embossed an image of you and I, romancing for our last time.
Feelings, I dont fear.
In my dreams, you still appear.
Luving you, I will always be sincere.
No longer, will it be our scene.
Brokenhearted to be serene, life is being so mean.
Shadows ov my mind, with visions to appear.
In dreams, luv premieres.
Sweet dreams, my dear.
In dreams, luv is so clear.
True life, I wish dreams would mirror.
Cursed luv, storm severe.
wonderful prose lady V.
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#466 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 14 May, 2016 23:01
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JUMP INTO LUV
As I sit an imagine you, my heart trembles with the thought so true.
Softness ov your touch, creating a mental rush.
Shadows ov your body, as a candle glow flickers over you.
What more could I say or do, but to fall for you.
With every movement when you sigh, the shivers that run deep inside.
The Echos ov my mind, focused on the uniqueness ov each line.
Dancing to time, my luv for you, is not blind.
Each word whispered in my ear, takes away all my tears.
As an angel from before, you with my heart, have opened the door.
For you my soul, I will gladly pay the toll.
I will jump the distance for your luv, like the flying ov the doves.
Pain I can handle, sent from above.
Fallen angel I am not, what i do, to be with you, is jump
sensational.
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#467 Reply
Posted by
pryzmsticv
on 15 May, 2016 00:09
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Thank you dear, I've been sitting on them for a bit.
I'm back to portray, my visions to see in orbit.
Casting the words to stay thank you again dear😚💋
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#468 Reply
Posted by
pryzmsticv
on 15 May, 2016 04:17
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CRIMSON CHAINS
Essence ov the crimson near, hollows my heart to your fear.
Will you requisite my heart, resplendent ways for me to be.
With your soul do you part, set upon your extremities'.
As the flow to the arterial veins, your soul bound to me like chains.
Tenderly I hold on to, all those fragments of you.
My mind is destined to forget, but Ov your soul I cannot refrain.
Vespers ov time, cradles me with the crimson rhyme.
Wither the tender touch to your skin, as it softens the beat..
Feeling you softly, as it slowly retreats.
Inhaling your soul, deep within.
I with the embrace ov you, takes control.
In the depth ov your heart, a new life to begin.
No longer, will loneliness detain.
As our beliefs are ov the veins, you my luv the crimson stains.
Sweet to the taste, and the touch.
My cravings ov you, will do me under.
The lust ov my hunger, hastens the rush.
Somberly I sit and wait, for you to taste upon the sweet.
To aculeate you to my life, expressing upon the feed.
Stimulating the hearts' beat, throbbing to fears strife.
Succulent to minds eye, you will intercede.
Feel the warmth to succeed, as you seer to meet life's retreat.
Welcoming you, my hearts' defeat.
My wreathing, depth ov wonder.
Splendoring, will be your thunder.
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#469 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 15 May, 2016 22:10
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K.C. Cox
Walking In The Fog
Walking in the fog
One of my favorite things
Almost like catching glimpses
Of a million angel wings
A mystical, magical feeling
Envelopes the senses and the heart
Images of castles standing stately
And Knights in armor do impart
The howling calling of the beast
That falls in unknown lair
Imagined as in fairy tales
But only if you dare
The white steed crosses unseen streams
The fog it tricks the eye
The wonder of the veil of white
Underneath a clear blue sky
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#470 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 15 May, 2016 22:10
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CRIMSON CHAINS
Essence ov the crimson near, hollows my heart to your fear.
Will you requisite my heart, resplendent ways for me to be.
With your soul do you part, set upon your extremities'.
As the flow to the arterial veins, your soul bound to me like chains.
Tenderly I hold on to, all those fragments of you.
My mind is destined to forget, but Ov your soul I cannot refrain.
Vespers ov time, cradles me with the crimson rhyme.
Wither the tender touch to your skin, as it softens the beat..
Feeling you softly, as it slowly retreats.
Inhaling your soul, deep within.
I with the embrace ov you, takes control.
In the depth ov your heart, a new life to begin.
No longer, will loneliness detain.
As our beliefs are ov the veins, you my luv the crimson stains.
Sweet to the taste, and the touch.
My cravings ov you, will do me under.
The lust ov my hunger, hastens the rush.
Somberly I sit and wait, for you to taste upon the sweet.
To aculeate you to my life, expressing upon the feed.
Stimulating the hearts' beat, throbbing to fears strife.
Succulent to minds eye, you will intercede.
Feel the warmth to succeed, as you seer to meet life's retreat.
Welcoming you, my hearts' defeat.
My wreathing, depth ov wonder.
Splendoring, will be your thunder.
superb prose lady V.
fascinating.
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#471 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 15 May, 2016 22:22
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Lee James
Sleeping Castle
As I walk along the hillside crest,
the castle comes to view,
A medieval stronghold,
gathering the dew.
I stand alone among the stone,
Once built with steady hands,
Now left in a state of desolation,
Slowly eaten by the land.
If stone could speak,
in solemn words and signs,
Echoing the imprints
of past and distant times.
Once a vibrant, lively place,
the castle is no more,
Weathered by the winds,
and ravaged by war.
The castle, died long ago,
Leaving small trace of it's past.
Endless nights turn to morning lights.
Days and dusk, amassed.
When the castle's gone, legend lives on,
for every man has his story,
of kings, beasts, folklore and outlaws
Bathed in all their glory.
If stone could speak,
through the cracks it would leak,
legends, and tales of men.
Since put to rest, never stirred again.
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#472 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 15 May, 2016 22:42
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Fyodor Bingoffsky
Madeline's Dream
She lies in dim shadows upon the bed,
With wreathèd limbs, as every serpent's shine
Enclothes its form, but for her chestnut head,
Her eyes closed to the world. In little time,
She sleeps, and dreams of horses high and fine
Mounted by knights, their swords drawn to the sky:
Fought tooth and claw for lady Madeline
Rooted to a tree, while her breathless sighs
play lute-strings to the bloodied hue and cry.
They joust and fence, the blows strike to the bone
Till one falls to his feet, and wretchèd,faints,
The other lifts his helmet to the sun -
Young Porphyro kneels to her silken train
His hair all askew in the thund'ring rain,
And says, "Wilt thou be mine, my Madeline?"
Engirdles his arm round her waist, and strains
Her to his heart, while their lips intertwine
As flowers round their ankles weave and wind.
From the closet-cavern he softly creeps:
Her rich brown tresses on the pillows wave:
Curl round her arms, like monsters from the deep;
(Whilst from her quiv'ring throat sobs shake and heave)
Like tails of creatures bred to deceive.
Restless she stirs, the blanchèd sheets flung down
Her rounded arms from silence wreck and rave
A storm unleashed. With fevered, raging yawns,
Her beauty unmask'd to St Agnes' moon.
Like one enchanted by a lamia's charm
Knowing full well his soul is fast enchained
He gazes on her still unravish'd form
And strums an ancient song, tear-drawn and quaint
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#473 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 16 May, 2016 00:15
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#474 Reply
Posted by
pryzmsticv
on 17 May, 2016 20:53
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Thank you my dear, for all the poems accrue here.
Beautiful as always, my caring dear.
Your perseverance, always carries like star.😚
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Great to see you Back Lady Victoria
Awesome creations
Much Love and Light
~Divine
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#476 Reply
Posted by
pryzmsticv
on 17 May, 2016 21:31
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TRANSCENDING LUV
As a Ginger my dear, there are secrets ov me, that your not aware.
Things that you cannot see, but only feel within your being.
Where images are so simple, dark to fare.
Excitement fills the air,with feelings that you share.
Your mind shall see, the finesse ov my mental caress.
From visions I trans to you, to mentally feel and see.
Most people do not want to believe, but you will conceive.
I sit here and think, hypnotically.
Transcending, my feelings to you.
Guided by, a celestial point ov view.
Just like a fire, my body burns thru.
Delicate to your touch, I could end up in a crunch.
I'm your puppet, for a different crush.
Dancing to, that darker type of rush.
Repetitive are the dreams, in this that I feel.
In visions to me, are thoughts that are real.
With shadows ov my mind, visions do appear.
In our dreams, our luv premieres.
Sweet dreams, my dear.
In dreams, luv is to clear.
Transcending our time, what to see and feel.
In our dreams, precious are our lines.
With our fingertips we trace, each one of our desiring tastes.
Passions ov our luv aline.
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#477 Reply
Posted by
pryzmsticv
on 17 May, 2016 21:53
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Thank you so much,Lady D. I miss being home as you can see. Plus I hate being down, with its not in my sign. Luv you 😚
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#478 Reply
Posted by
pryzmsticv
on 17 May, 2016 22:45
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SERPENTS' STRIKE
Like a serpents tongue, striking out to feel the mist.
A slight aggression ov the hiss, casting feelings that are amiss.
Slithering to my time, coiled a striking abyss.
Death rattles progress, thru the hell ov emptiness.
Colonizing the twist, ov thoughts that go remiss.
Help the intensity, ov the one within the striking blow.
As the venom inflicts, the heart will seize to flow.
With each imprint, the luv doth grow.
Oh the beauty, ov the poisons glow.
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#479 Reply
Posted by
pryzmsticv
on 19 May, 2016 02:40
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TIME AFTER TIME
Could you luv me here, as I luved you there in another time.
Let me raise, your spirits high.
In the facets, ov my mind.
We were ment to embrace, our feelings are ov the blind.
Destiny's hold on, to our fates design.
Canvassing to Engrave, luvs savory taste to refine.
Fragments of you I have retraced, drifting thru time after time.
Sometimes I feel displaced, search for you.
Within my mind, capriciously I gain control, when I am lost in time.
Time after time my heart's askew, waiting for you
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