CAMELOT FANTASIES

Quote from: Divine Metamorphoses on June 29, 2015, 10:44:42 pm

Quote from: thetruth on June 15, 2015, 09:49:29 am

Quote from: Divine Metamorphoses on May 20, 2015, 01:23:37 am

She devil or angel
She embraces & expresses both sides of herself
It's not to be denied
Passion needs to be explored
From the small ignite to the burning flames
For its all about the journey
To discover the different characteristics of herself
Intricately woven from innocent naive to sultry playful vixen
Predictable to unpredictable
From classy lady to libidinously hungry sensual siren of love
Please don't define me
You can't look me up in the dictionary
I am not a square peg to be forced into a round hole
I am not a caged animal
I need the freedom like an eagle soaring having the wind sway and lift allowing the changes to celebrate the delicious gifts life presents in moments of surprises

My essence will linger
My body will be in your memories
My touch will incite excitement
My voice will make you shiver
This is me today
Tomorrow it may change
Will you shy away
Or will you decide to play

You're on fire. This is so true. People tend to categorize people, but we are all so many things. Excellent observations.

Thank you again humbled by your kindness

I am happy that you enjoy it

Thank you always forever for your support

I am touched
Love and light
Divine

Angels are everything.

Quote from: Divine Metamorphoses on March 17, 2021, 03:32:21 am

Captured the fear that strains your eyes
Each time I share
In return I receive a frightful stare
Your voice usually a strong timber
A shaking Tremble makes its appearance
Prideful and strut worthy lays its claim
A part of you me thinks it’s given away
Alas the love shared is held on by a thread
Fraying away weakening its hold
Another day goes by
And you’ll be with thoughts of old
Where nothing else matters
When the broken glass shatters
There is not enough gold
To decorate and aggrandize it together
Sit back and watch the drama unfold

~Divine

That's very good. Thank you very much for sharing.

Echoing across the lands are the beating of the drums
Wailing cries of mourning rising above
The stillness gathered by the melodious hums
Crying tears of anger mixed with shame and guilt
Trying with much difficulty to pierce through the hate
In hopes of sending love to the innocent babes
Governed by rhetoric that is unbelievable
Seduce and calm the overthinking
With a glass of wine or a toke
Changing names of streets and crashing of statues
Doesn’t change the history
Allow it to be relatable
Unfortunately not all are on board
With the desire to sweep it all under the carpet
Is this another version of turning a blind eye.
2021 documentaries about the residential schools and unmarked graves
Here’s the thing
What about the other documentaries of genocide
2006 and before that, that never received proper views
The cries were loud
Deaf ears befallen
Social media and growth of crowds
All those hidden must come to light
Perhaps not in record time
Much time is needed to dig for the truth
Or allow what was covered to unearth

Empathically walking through areas
One can feel the torrent of emotions
One can feel the fear
One can feel disgrace
This one can hear and feel the pain
Sadness befalls
The veil has been lifted ever so slightly.
Much more to be uncovered
~Divine