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#1020 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 10 Jul, 2017 22:57
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#1021 Reply
Posted by
pryzmsticv
on 21 Jul, 2017 17:30
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HEART CONCEDES
My heart concedes to thee, you're everything that I need.
A Part ov my heart, that grows within deep.
My heart condescends, for all to be.
Tears flows so silently, without sight to see.
Putting my emotions aside, each time I want to cry.
Emotions come on by, with tears ov the soul.
Knowing, you will return to me.
Passive you'll always see, the tenderness ov my heart.
Mean to you, I could never be.
You are, my heart eternally.
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#1022 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 22 Jul, 2017 22:33
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HEART CONCEDES
My heart concedes to thee, you're everything that I need.
A Part ov my heart, that grows within deep.
My heart condescends, for all to be.
Tears flows so silently, without sight to see.
Putting my emotions aside, each time I want to cry.
Emotions come on by, with tears ov the soul.
Knowing, you will return to me.
Passive you'll always see, the tenderness ov my heart.
Mean to you, I could never be.
You are, my heart eternally.
remarkable prose lady V.
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Beautiful and from your soul always
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#1024 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 29 Jul, 2017 15:59
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#1025 Reply
Posted by
pryzmsticv
on 30 Jul, 2017 05:45
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Thank you lady D, is there no other way.
Then for us, to reveal our souls.
Be it ov ink, or in music tones.
Our hearts, are in our poems.
Luv ya lady😚
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#1026 Reply
Posted by
pryzmsticv
on 30 Jul, 2017 05:50
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How beautiful my dear, how your work perseveres.
Is there no end, to your talent.
Such promotions, lead them our way.
Thank you, my dear.
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Thank you lady D, is there no other way.
Then for us, to reveal our souls.
Be it ov ink, or in music tones.
Our hearts, are in our poems.
Luv ya lady😚
I so agree with you Lady V!
Heart and soul
Both you and I
Spill ink etched from us whole
Love you Lady V
Always so happy to see you! ♥️♥️♥️
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#1028 Reply
Posted by
pryzmsticv
on 22 Aug, 2017 03:13
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Me too, hope you are ok, holding depression at bay.
Knowing how tough it is, with those that you miss.
Dreams keep us alive, that's how we do strive.
With daily thoughts, ov those we luv.
Flying so high, with the doves.
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#1029 Reply
Posted by
pryzmsticv
on 22 Aug, 2017 03:49
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THINKING OV YOU
Everyday all I do, is sit and think ov you.
Do you really care, or is it my imagination dear.
My mind is lost, chasing down it's thoughts.
Visions with you, caressing hearts.
Memories ov our past, wondering do you see them too.
Thru the tears, that fall each day.
That casts away, the deity ov life.
Waves ov strife, will always come this way.
With fighting hearts, luv will come each day.
Thinking ov you, in my own way.
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#1030 Reply
Posted by
pryzmsticv
on 22 Aug, 2017 05:09
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SORROWS
Walking thru, the memories ov my mind.
Riddled by the fear of the shadows, and what's lurking there.
Casting me unto the dark, to pass me on.
Visions will, castrate thru time.
Though life's sorrows, will be the crimes.
When I die, will I go out in fame.
Does anyone else, feel the same.
That's not my game, putting death upon the shelf.
All bottled up, with nowhere to go.
My elixir ov life, wants to flow.
So I will show, what goes thru life.
I am stronger, [ Guests cannot view attachments ] then anyone knows.
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#1031 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 29 Aug, 2017 15:35
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SORROWS
Walking thru, the memories ov my mind.
Riddled by the fear of the shadows, and what's lurking there.
Casting me unto the dark, to pass me on.
Visions will, castrate thru time.
Though life's sorrows, will be the crimes.
When I day, will I go out in fame.
Does anyone else, feel the same.
That's not my game, putting death upon the shelf.
All bottled up, with nowhere to go.
My elixir ov life, wants to flow.
So I will show, what goes thru life.
I am stronger, (Attachment Link) then anyone knows.
sensational prose lady V.
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#1032 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 29 Aug, 2017 20:46
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I found this poem on the internet:
Medieval Times
Traveling back in into Medieval Times, he was glad to be
a page to a knight that was really kind.
It was his honor to serve him greatly and this was the
beginning of his bonding bind.
He and others were going on a conquest in the wee
bit morning hours to protect our great Kings land.
Bad men nearby were on their way and had formed
a heavy group to battle with metal and their hands.
It shall not be done he said to the page, never as long as
we can stand.
Our lives live on protecting ourselves and we will
provide the best we can.
Maybe can I go with you, my sir knight and fight along and be
by your side?
I need you all, little one to stand guard here and protect
other children and our King and Queen and all other lives
Time passed and the wee morning finally came true to
light.
The knights and their horses set out to win and to correct
this terrible flight.
Hours turned into days and not a word did they hear of
them.
Horses returned without their riders and faces were
beginning to look grim.
Standing by the walls of the Kings castle, they awaited
anxiously.
A few minutes later horses and riders appeared but it was
the Kings men that were riding impatiently.
We are here!!! They cried so loudly and clear and all kneeled
before their King.
The page was standing there by his knight and horse and
full of sunlight beams.
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#1033 Reply
Posted by
pryzmsticv
on 30 Aug, 2017 20:44
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The presence ov the past, helps caress our mind.
Investing within our rhymes, medieval was our time.
Colorful is the prose you found. Thank you my dear.😚
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#1034 Reply
Posted by
pryzmsticv
on 30 Aug, 2017 21:06
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LIFE UNFOLDS TIME
I want to know, where my life unfolds.
Never am I told, a very young soul am I.
1500 years have gone by, visually bold.
Though alone, thru the passage ov time.
Loneliness, will be the crime.
For luv,not to come.
Time chases, some ov the tears...
...but loneliness, keeps them close to stay.
Tiredness commandeers, expediting thru my mind.
Traveling with me, thru out the years.
Regressing thru my time, as visions of a seer.
Tell me our luv, will span thru infinity.
As our truth, does unfold.
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