GoodMorning/GoodNightI like the 4:30 a.m. morning sky better.
Oh, and Happy Birthday, America...
~etak929
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Remembering the DaysMinutes passed and moments slowed, murmured hearts and rumours flowed, a silent crowd amidst a broken road, awaited the King, as we’ve been told.Remembering the Days
Was a thrilling touch to hearts and souls, Speed Demon had his way at shows, Saved by jams and unique sounds, rocked the world to save their wounds.
Scripted roles and made-believe, screamed the soundless in relief. A childhood gone had been misused, a prodigy lost to those refused.
Guiltless mould smooth criminal, Would you be there at minimal? Heaven can wait for time around, alone i
by ~etak929
IdentityKilled the nightmares of the past, Actual spirits overcast,Identity
Tame the silence and the pain -
End an everlasting rain.
by ~etak929
Only OneZipped are such lips, hanging loose, Around a secret, thousand clues. Chosen a faith, follow through, Hundreds of such, none would do. A tale of hope, along the blue, Repeated too much, yet all is true - Yesterday was all it took to trust in you.Only One
Beautiful dreams, of you and me, Records of words, waiting to flee. As seasons grow, my feelings plead, Sad summers gone, not one we need. I’ve changed to live for love and glee, Long took the pledge, I swear you’d see - for In the midst of darkness, I've found thee.
by ~etak929
Depression Pt. ILet out a sigh that scorched my head, I closed my eyes to feel my dread, you killed my spirits and my swag - my hope’d drowned like darkened plague.Depression Pt. I
What more to feel than sharpened steel, a dagger so deep, it pierced to kill, you stole my heart and watched me bleed, the truth is told yet I still plead.
The floor is stained by bloodshot tiles, my thoughts have chased for thousand miles. Though lies and sweets will cure my scaps, my dreams are wrecked by broken gaps.
Crimson touch and charcoal stress, black dreams colour pure white press. &n
by ~etak929
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The Day My Heaven DiedA pool of stars within my private ocean Reflects the moonlight mirrored within me. The soft white glow of the darkened night. A visual poetry within the ripples of a mind. The crystal clear waters that shift and sway Remind me how I cannot let the hope cease. The incandescent, sheer light of one who is Still alive. Still alive...? I'm still thinking, I've continued dreaming But could I possibly still be alive in this grey? I swear the plague did rip me from myself. Tangible wind through my hair doesn't mean Reality is on my side, I've foreseen the doom Of a thThe Day My Heaven Died
by ~BassOvercast
Contemplations at dawnIn the quiescence of dawn, all lies dormant, slumbering till the morn, but I am awake, though somnolent, For the quietness's sake, to profit from the serenityContemplations at dawn
of this unearthly moment. Surrounded by tranquility, this is when I think best, when the birds are sleeping in their nests; I use this time to contemplate about my deeds and misdeeds of late; I think of my actions and people's reactions Have I been a good friend, or have I sinspired hate? And now and then, I ponder about fate.
In the silence of dawn, I wonder a
by ~r0ck5tar
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It's perhaps nice that you're "finally" giving up on video games. I hope to read more of your poems soon, I really miss them. I've been writing a lot myself, just haven't been posting them.
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