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#630 Reply
Posted by
guest256
on 19 Jul, 2016 06:19
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You're welcome. I love your latest poem too.
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#631 Reply
Posted by
pryzmsticv
on 19 Jul, 2016 19:49
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CRIMSON WEEPS
Visually I do see, all the beauty that comes reverently.
Mentally I read, with thoughts that I reveal.
With the emotions, that I receive.
Words visually seen, relationships ov the mind becomes conceivably.
On pages I hope to instill, to the souls that I keep.
Hearts' erosion, comes at times with deceit.
Tumultuously,luv will come to be.
Holding on to Luvs receipt, with the crimson that we weep.
Thru the heightened words, that my mind speaks.
Our tears, roll Dow our cheeks.
With hopes, are life does not stay bleak.
As it is now, crimson is at it's peak.
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#632 Reply
Posted by
pryzmsticv
on 20 Jul, 2016 00:27
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POINT OV LIFE
I'm at a point of life, where I want to runaway.
Don't know what, I feel this way.
Clickity clack, don't want my mind to talk back.
Because next time I runaway, to the funny farm I stay.
I just want to walk away, from life itself today.
If my life was mundane, I would feel none of the pain.
Sometimes I'm here, and sometimes I'm not.
So many things, I wish I had forgot.
The heart continues thru, with the pain that persevere.
Vespers ov my time, disciplined the visions to instill.
Don't know if I ever will, walk away to get well.
Getting rid, ov the wrath of hell.
To be alone, helps me to end that spell.
Would it create, a darker realm.
My mind locked away, in a darker cell.
Runaway I might still, too the circus ov surreal.
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#633 Reply
Posted by
guest256
on 20 Jul, 2016 02:15
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I love your latest poem.
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#634 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 20 Jul, 2016 15:41
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#635 Reply
Posted by
pryzmsticv
on 20 Jul, 2016 22:15
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Someone I know, getting more artistic as so.
Beautiful you'll work, will always be.
All because you care, about CAMELOT'S poets and authors ov poetry.
Gorgeous it is my dear, thank you for sharing your art.😚
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#636 Reply
Posted by
pryzmsticv
on 21 Jul, 2016 02:32
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STILL BREATHING
My life ran dry, holding my feelings when I cried.
No more tears, I'd just sighed and said goodbye.
My tears were my anger, not for the luv that I hungered.
Feelings compensate, when I become irate.
I'm still breathing, in spite of you.
Walking away, was the best thing that I could do.
I'm still alive, and luving someone else too.
If I had stayed with you, it would have drained me dry.
All ov those tears, that I would have cried.
Finding out later, that you had lied.
It would have, killed me deep inside.
Humbly I sit, and think.
Mesmerized, by what's running thru my mind.
Distances my heart, while juggling with my time.
Beautiful it is to know, that I was thru with you so.
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#637 Reply
Posted by
pryzmsticv
on 21 Jul, 2016 02:57
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LUVS PAIN
I am strong, the mind is in a place ov thoughts.
Dreaming all day long, as the raven plays along.
My visions of you, will soon be gone.
Out of my mind, I did I get.
You I don't wish to find, or be there anymore.
Tired ov the pain, that I have scored.
The hurt, wont go mundane.
God take away, all ov this pain.
Let me be, myself again.
My mind absorbs, like a sponge.
Pushing thru, as if with a different life.
Mentally undone, thru a phase ov strife.
I get so tired, when my mind meditate.
Simply I fade, rest may be so kind.
Peacefully to coincide, within the brain.
Visually to sleep, in my domain ov mental pain.
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#638 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 21 Jul, 2016 22:58
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LUVS PAIN
I am strong, the mind is in a place ov thoughts.
Dreaming all day long, as the raven plays along.
My visions of you, will soon be gone.
Out of my mind, I did I get.
You I don't wish to find, or be there anymore.
Tired ov the pain, that I have scored.
The hurt, wont go mundane.
God take away, all ov this pain.
Let me be, myself again.
My mind absorbs, like a sponge.
Pushing thru, as if with a different life.
Mentally undone, thru a phase ov strife.
I get so tired, when my mind meditate.
Simply I fade, rest may be so kind.
Peacefully to coincide, within the brain.
Visually to sleep, in my domain ov mental pain.
sensational prose lady V.
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#639 Reply
Posted by
britbox
on 22 Jul, 2016 08:42
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Cool stuff pryzmsticv
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#640 Reply
Posted by
pryzmsticv
on 23 Jul, 2016 20:11
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Ah Sir Britbox, glad to see you visit my dear. I luv to play your riddles.
Thank you so much for your admiration of my poems. Greatly appreciated, and its good to see you again. Luv ya😚
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#641 Reply
Posted by
pryzmsticv
on 24 Jul, 2016 20:04
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CRIMSON DEMISE
With the taste, of crimson upon my tongue.
Your demise, will be easy to come.
Without your luv, it's a prison ov deceit.
It wont be, if you want to believe.
Your immortality is a vision, for me to see.
Here my luv for you, I express.
Visions I have do exist, our lives will tender thru.
Life can be deceiving, but I can see you.
Horizons, are not for you and me.
The dark walks with thee, with life we'll both proceed.
Hell has risen to see, the darker skies.
With tears in my eyes, my thoughts wander thru.
Wishing I could be, laying there with you.
Mentally canvassing, what I cannot see.
The hurried luv, that know one knows.
Where the heart goes, distant they say.
Pull the hearts, up out of the ground.
Back to life, for where it starts.
This part, a container for pain.
Beautiful, but yet constraint.
Feelings' apart, with the souls to fool.
With lessons to learn, it is the hearts' reign.
Thru the pain, we shall haunt.
Together we turn, to our crimson stains.
Our luvs' demise, as we listen to their cries.
Loneliness, our luv it will no longer taunt.
With crimson, our lives revised.
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Wonderful Prose Lady V
Love seeing your creations
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#643 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 24 Jul, 2016 22:41
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CRIMSON DEMISE
With the taste, of crimson upon my tongue.
Your demise, will be easy to come.
Without your luv, it's a prison ov deceit.
It wont be, if you want to believe.
Your immortality is a vision, for me to see.
Here my luv for you, I express.
Visions I have do exist, our lives will tender thru.
Life can be deceiving, but I can see you.
Horizons, are not for you and me.
The dark walks with thee, with life we'll both proceed.
Hell has risen to see, the darker skies.
With tears in my eyes, my thoughts wander thru.
Wishing I could be, laying there with you.
Mentally canvassing, what I cannot see.
The hurried luv, that know one knows.
Where the heart goes, distant they say.
Pull the hearts, up out of the ground.
Back to life, for where it starts.
This part, a container for pain.
Beautiful, but yet constraint.
Feelings' apart, with the souls to fool.
With lessons to learn, it is the hearts' reign.
Thru the pain, we shall haunt.
Together we turn, to our crimson stains.
Our luvs' demise, as we listen to their cries.
Loneliness, our luv it will no longer taunt.
With crimson, our lives revised.
sensational lady V.
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#644 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 24 Jul, 2016 22:41
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WOLF OV THE SOUL
As the snake strikes, so does the wolf.
Thru decades of proof, distant the crimson spikes.
I've blood upon my teeth, thru the visions of my soul.
As ov the spirit guide, the wolf engages it's Control.
Thru the forests of my mind, the wolf is taking a toll.
Disappearing thru out time, with no justice for his soul.
So let me reflect, upon the murderess trail.
Thru time, whispers ov the dieing.
Training ov it's demise, pulling in with the crying.
To hell and back, the visions enticed..
Humans in life, they are not so frail.
Dark in the shadows, hidden are we to see.
Faces that shine thru, mentally.
Playing with the perplexity, ov our view.
Never disguised to hide, the chains that hold them as slaves, to their kind.
wonderful prose lady V.
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