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#885 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 08 Jan, 2017 21:57
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#886 Reply
Posted by
pryzmsticv
on 08 Jan, 2017 22:08
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CASTLE CREATURES
Thru the Forrest, the castle whispers ov it's blight.
Where the echoes, do leave its sight.
Creatures ov the night, hide to blend within.
Features ov their plight, haunted by their whim.
The mind today, is dark and deep within.
Watch out, for the little minions.
Depraved, they might become your sin.
Skittering around, when they have seen none.
Mentally, you have now become undone.
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#887 Reply
Posted by
pryzmsticv
on 08 Jan, 2017 22:29
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PETALS OV LACE
So fine to see, the petals thru.
Delicately the balance, ov my luv for you.
Finally the challenge, ov the touch ov blue.
Cascading the vines, all the way thru.
Sweetly to say, the way they ensue.
The most mesmerizing, colors ov you.
Just as if your, touch ov luv was to pursue.
Softly the petals Ov lace, ly for you.
Together beautifully, the bonding hues.
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#888 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 08 Jan, 2017 22:41
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CASTLE CREATURES
Thru the Forrest, the castle whispers ov it's blight.
Where the echoes, do leave its sight.
Creatures ov the night, hide to blend within.
Features ov their plight, haunted by their whim.
The mind today, is dark and deep within.
Watch out, for the little minions.
Depraved, they might become your sin.
Skittering around, when they have seen none.
Mentally, you have now become undone.
wonderful prose lady V.
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#889 Reply
Posted by
pryzmsticv
on 16 Jan, 2017 23:28
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SOULS FLY AWAY
(dedicated to my aunt Joan 1939-2017)
My heart, is at a low today.
My aunt, is slowly slipping away.
Cancer, is getting its way.
Taking, another life to stay.
Oh the feelings, wishing them to cast away.
I wish I could, rip my heart out today.
Then no longer, could I feel the pain.
Having another, hard day today.
My mind, doesn't want to play.
Instead, it wants to runaway.
Hiding, from the pain.
Loosing the fight, to it's claim.
Bringing sadness, into my life's way.
All I can do, is pray.
That they'll leave, gently on their way.
My heart is feeling, empty again.
How I hate, that domain.
Everytime, I loose someone.
Back to, this place again.
Why can't, the pain abstain.
When their souls, have flown away.
Heaven gets, another angel today.
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#890 Reply
Posted by
pryzmsticv
on 16 Jan, 2017 23:46
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MINDS CREATURES
Whispers creates time, from the monsters of our mind.
Destined to haunt, thru out mankind.
Whimsical creatures, doing fractured demise.
Dark features, welcome to hell revised.
So many times, have I defied.
The monsters, within my mind.
Beautiful, they have become to me.
Now I let, my creatures feed.
In the dark, alone they need.
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#891 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 18 Jan, 2017 13:57
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SOULS FLY AWAY
(dedicated to my aunt Joan 1939-2017)
My heart, is at a low today.
My aunt, is slowly slipping away.
Cancer, is getting its way.
Taking, another life to stay.
Oh the feelings, wishing them to cast away.
I wish I could, rip my heart out today.
Then no longer, could I feel the pain.
Having another, hard day today.
My mind, doesn't want to play.
Instead, it wants to runaway.
Hiding, from the pain.
Loosing the fight, to it's claim.
Bringing sadness, into my life's way.
All I can do, is pray.
That they'll leave, gently on their way.
My heart is feeling, empty again.
How I hate, that domain.
Everytime, I loose someone.
Back to, this place again.
Why can't, the pain abstain.
When their souls, have flown away.
Heaven gets, another angel today.
nice prose lady V.
very sorry for your loss.
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#892 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 19 Jan, 2017 21:28
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#893 Reply
Posted by
pryzmsticv
on 20 Jan, 2017 06:40
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BLEEDING HEARTS FAME
Bleeding hearts, beautiful to their name.
Not to the true, is the words ov the same.
Tales ov flowers, thru years remain.
Luv denied, but once again reclaimed.
Tales unfold, ov hearts bled to fame.
Each color that it holds, is to blame.
With each color, tales were not tame.
Beautiful are the hues, that remain.
Sadly, with each life it has claimed.
Bleeding hearts, cannot claim the blame.
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#894 Reply
Posted by
pryzmsticv
on 20 Jan, 2017 07:28
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DEPRESSION TEARS
Sometimes I feel, like I need to cry.
Dont know why, it's just deep inside.
Not depressed, my heart just takes a sigh.
Whispers to itself, and says goodnight.
Oh my mind, how it has grown tired.
Distant is the thoughts, to impart.
Depression at the start, comes and goes.
This I know, luving it everyway.
Meds no meds, come what may.
It makes me, who I am today.
.... And I am here to stay.
Never hurts to cry, cleanses control.
Depression consoles, those tears in your eyes.
As to runaway, from the tracks ov tears that I ly.
My heart anticipates, the lonely time that it awaits.
Resonating thru it's pain, the soul hesitates.
Following, the tracks ov our fate.
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SOULS FLY AWAY
(dedicated to my aunt Joan 1939-2017)
My heart, is at a low today.
My aunt, is slowly slipping away.
Cancer, is getting its way.
Taking, another life to stay.
Oh the feelings, wishing them to cast away.
I wish I could, rip my heart out today.
Then no longer, could I feel the pain.
Having another, hard day today.
My mind, doesn't want to play.
Instead, it wants to runaway.
Hiding, from the pain.
Loosing the fight, to it's claim.
Bringing sadness, into my life's way.
All I can do, is pray.
That they'll leave, gently on their way.
My heart is feeling, empty again.
How I hate, that domain.
Everytime, I loose someone.
Back to, this place again.
Why can't, the pain abstain.
When their souls, have flown away.
Heaven gets, another angel today.
Sweetest Lady V
My deepest condolences to thee
Your beautiful angel was called back home
Love you feel will always be reciprocated
Much love and light
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Lady V
I will add you and your angel to my prayers when I light candles for those who have transitioned home
Many blessings always sweet soul😘
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#897 Reply
Posted by
Tiina
on 20 Jan, 2017 19:21
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Hey, lady Victoria !! So beautiful poems, touches my heart and soul very deeply and this so beautiful image, itīs magical, and so beautiful colors !! I love your Poetry Stop so beautiful and peaceful place, you have !! Iīll be back very soon and read more of your spectacular poems ! Thank you.
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#898 Reply
Posted by
pryzmsticv
on 23 Jan, 2017 14:35
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PAINTERS EYE
Slowly the water shades, ov colors in parade.
Thru the visions, that we see.
The beautiful, is then conceived.
Pantomimed, thru a different stroke.
Scenes devine, a brush uncloaks.
A painters' demise, a wonder seen thru their eyes.
Beauty is in, the beholders' surprise.
As a painter so wise, thru the strokes from within.
Never the visions pale, beautiful to have arisen.
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#899 Reply
Posted by
pryzmsticv
on 23 Jan, 2017 14:39
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Hey, lady Victoria !! So beautiful poems, touches my heart and soul very deeply and this so beautiful image, itīs magical, and so beautiful colors !! I love your Poetry Stop so beautiful and peaceful place, you have !! Iīll be back very soon and read more of your spectacular poems ! Thank you.
Thank you so much, my poetry is Ov my misery, sadness, luv, and lesson that I have learned.
Many times, it is feelings held with my soul.
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