Pocket watch stopped
two ticks past twelve-thirty—
the time forever reminding me
of muddy shoes,
a broken necklace clasp,
and your fingers
flitting like hummingbirds
across the freckles
on my shoulders.
My pendant held the tarnish
like your eyes held the starlight—
two ticks past twelve-thirty
captured fuzzy bits of our encounter
like brushstrokes in a Monet.
I never dreamed time could
stand still at midnight,
two ticks past twelve-thirty.
Stars shown like diamonds in
a universe of nothing but endless…
soundless time, they mocked and teased
these simple little encounters.
We clung
to bony fingers
in the
SurrealCachhinnation
7
Literature
Wind and Fire
I am the air I am the wind
A calm and vigilant law
Of gusts and wind blasts
A redeemer of summer heat
I am the heat, I am the flames,
Burning in your mind, in your heart.
Ulistreen
2
Literature
I have finally reached -collab
`I have finally reached this place of peace,
Memories a scar on the back of my hand,
'Each scar reflecting all the trials I've been through,
These mean nothing to me, these bad memories of me,
They are the dreams that are left only to fade to gray,
I'm on my way to Paradise, my safe haven after these,
Just a simple thing to many, but to me, this is what I've always desired.'
'I've earned my stay, the ticket to my Freedom,
I now explore this new Glorious Promised land, the land I have won.
My infamous Saviour, who strayed me from my life of horror,
To Him I thank, for He led me here to rest in this silence,
For once I find it rig
Crazy-hat
1
Literature
Illuminate
I dream in orange and red,
in an old fashion manner.
Sparks radiate along the outline-
of every fragment of my fantasy.
Infernos intimidate the atmosphere,
by measures of heated coals.
Fire ignites the sky,
both day and night.
Flames ripple along blades of grass,
in a flawless sea of beauty.
Blazes of untamed, raw, power
roar through the landscape.
Old oak trees are scorched by undying embers,
left alone by my untold desires.
This conflagration thrives in my dreams.
Wildfires capture my soul in a small
waxed candle that flickers a diminutive,
yet-
Illuminate light.
4givenbyHim
4
Literature
Trickling- Commission
'The wind blows through
stainless white clouds,
and flawless green blades of grass.
As rain pours down-
crimson blood on this battlefield
-their graveyard.-
The roar of fearless lions,
await my approach,
for the mere taste of victory.
I stake my claim,
defeat my foes,
and set the merciless lions loose.
Women are my pawns,
created to obey my every command.
Their figures the universe
formed for my very pleasure,
to do with as I please.
Their voice is to be silenced,
their freedom is to be ruled.
Two stones on a bank of memories,
drowning in the back of my existence.
Cascading along a hidden chamber,
of my emotionless heart.
A weakness
Random
8
Literature
I was so in love, -collab-
I was so in love, now I'm so broken inside,
Crying, needing you in my life,
And with you now gone, so also is my heart, that you stole,
Like a thief pick pocketing a man for gold,
But this time you took something better then gold,
The love of a woman, my heart, my soul,
You didn't care at all when you saw me crying.
The darkness was my enemy, but now it is my friend,
It's taken my hand, promising to protect me from the pain,
The only remnant of you is keeping me sane,
Even when you don't love me anymore, I still love you more then the air I breathe,
You never saw how much I love you, how much I need you in my life,
But it mea
Timebleeder
4
Literature
I felt it boiling -collab-
I felt it boiling inside me,
Anger rising through my soul.
I tried so hard to contain it,
But soon it overflowed.
And I let it out upon you,
And you merely shook your head.
The single motion pushed me over the edge,
As I screamed in frustration.
And I left you there, fearing the person I'd become,
The person you would hate.
If only you weren't an angel with no wings
I might've learned to trust you.
Had I not been so jaded by rage
I might have seen you as my friend,
Instead of my enemy.
Tears came streaming down my face,
As I fell to my knees in disgrace.
Horror washed over my face,
What was happening to me?
I could hardl
MissouriMutants
1
Literature
A grain of sand, -Collab-
A grain of sand,
Falls slowly to the shore,
Glittering gold, glistening as it goes,
Washing away with the tide, it's golden glory no longer alive,
Into the frothing sea, into the deep abyss,
No longer seen by the naked eye, but it's single grain not forgotten,
As more fall to join its resting place beneath the sea,
To the darkness they crumble, to lay along the endless depth.
Slowly piling, rising upward in their numbers,
There they sit so many countless days,
until an unseen creature sends them away,
They're stirred to the currents, sent adrift once more,
To another shore they travel, a new place to call they're home,
Upon
Fe-addict
2
Literature
Frozen in time -c-
Pocket watch stopped
two ticks past twelve-thirty—
the time forever reminding me
of muddy shoes,
a broken necklace clasp,
and your fingers
flitting like hummingbirds
across the freckles
on my shoulders.
My pendant held the tarnish
like your eyes held the starlight—
two ticks past twelve-thirty
captured fuzzy bits of our encounter
like brushstrokes in a Monet.
I never dreamed time could
stand still at midnight,
two ticks past twelve-thirty.
Stars shown like diamonds in
a universe of nothing but endless…
soundless time, they mocked and teased
these simple little encounters.
We clung
to bony fingers
in the
Twilightpoetess
3
Literature
Love worthy -c-
'Setting in a corner, her head cradled in her hands, she is caught in a battle of life.
With dreams locked inside, of a woman she will never be. She cries in the night, defeated by the lies.
You tell me you love me, yet, your words do not show it in their depths.
Do I truly matter more than the pain you inflect me with night and day? Why... why do you leave me so alone?
The touch of your hands used to always brought me comfort, now.... only a feeling of coldness remains.
I'm empty, like the vastness of the galaxy lays vacant in my chest... and you don't care that I'm drowning in this pain...
When looking into your eyes, I saw warmth, be
Hillbillygirl
1
The Great Kings of Our Past by Christianonfire7, literature
Literature
The Great Kings of Our Past
“There was a time when the grandeur of stars in the sky did not exist. Back when the Great Kings of our past graced this earth with their presence.” The crowned creature lifts his large muzzle to look up into the star-shaped figures that beheld the astonishing glory above. “They lived and breathed, just as you and I do now.”
“Ho…how did they become a part of the sky?” a tiny spotted Cheetah cub speaks up from her nook hidden beneath the mighty Lion.
The Lion’s gaze briefly lowers to the three orphaned cubs at his paws, to look tenderly into their innocent eyes.
“They became the stars by
Song for a Traveling Man by Christianonfire7, literature
Literature
Song for a Traveling Man
You always said you were just a traveling man,
with so many secrets to tell, and even more to hide.
I figured I could write you a song,
about truth and love, chaos and confusion.
Maybe then I could convince you
that your secrets can be shared,
without the fear of being let down.
It's true, I can't sit still my friend.
My wheels are in need of motion,
I'm runnin' from commotion,
my past is piled high with re-gretted notion.
So pardon me if I can't see
beyond the fire you're stokin'
'Cause there's lyin' and cryin' and not enough tryin'
and a few things nobody's buyin'.
How deep does the pain go?
Can the oceans swallow your sorrows,
or my love
I dream in orange and red,
in an old fashion manner.
Sparks radiate along the outline-
of every fragment of my fantasy.
Infernos intimidate the atmosphere,
by measures of heated coals.
Fire ignites the sky,
both day and night.
Flames ripple along blades of grass,
in a flawless sea of beauty.
Blazes of untamed, raw, power
roar through the landscape.
Old oak trees are scorched by undying embers,
left alone by my untold desires.
This conflagration thrives in my dreams.
Wildfires capture my soul in a small
waxed candle that flickers a diminutive,
yet-
Illuminate light.
Dear Rainbow Unicorn -C- by Christianonfire7, literature
Literature
Dear Rainbow Unicorn -C-
Dear Rainbow Unicorn
I wish you'd visit more. I miss riding with you across fields of buttercups and dancing under the sun. Today a boy named Jamie said you wouldn't come back to me and I told him he'd see, you'd take me flying a billion feet above the playground someday, and he'd be sad because he'd be the only one who wouldn't get to ride you because he was a meanie face.
And meanie faces don’t believe in things like you, I told him you’d be back and that you’d fly on those big rainbow wings back to my dreams because you promised you’d always be here for me, no matter how big I got, because we are best friends an
'Setting in a corner, her head cradled in her hands, she is caught in a battle of life.
With dreams locked inside, of a woman she will never be. She cries in the night, defeated by the lies.
You tell me you love me, yet, your words do not show it in their depths.
Do I truly matter more than the pain you inflect me with night and day? Why... why do you leave me so alone?
The touch of your hands used to always brought me comfort, now.... only a feeling of coldness remains.
I'm empty, like the vastness of the galaxy lays vacant in my chest... and you don't care that I'm drowning in this pain...
When looking into your eyes, I saw warmth, be
'I came home today with you on the couch,
laying just like that, peeking up at me like
a conning fox over those old worn pages
a book you’ve read at least a million times.
You're my sexy little vixen, with those long skinny legs,
shaved as smooth as a Siamese cat,
and as white as a winter snow.
Girl, I’m glad you're mine, that you
sat that book aside and glide with
perfect grace into my arms, that small
coy smile is your cute signature that
tells me somethings on your mind.'
You came to me, words lifted from the page,
the way I'd envisioned you: tall,
with broad shoulders, strong and majestic
as a wolf, an untamed beast
with a ge
The window, tinted with lost dreams,
fogs around my hand, palm print smears
blurring the constellations
into distant twinkle-lights.
Forget that the sky has bad days, too--
I take the stars for granted
when it comes to wishing for you.
Back, when dark days would come-
you were like the stars above,
desperate for my attention.
Silently you’d shine your light for me,
Even when I would refuse to see.
You’d shoot across the darkness,
stroking your splendorous beauty through the sky.
Still, I ignored your pleas,
your devotion went unnoticed.
Until now, now when wishing on a star is all I have left.
Trace a comet's tail
across Hercule
I am the air I am the wind
A calm and vigilant law
Of gusts and wind blasts
A redeemer of summer heat
I am the heat, I am the flames,
Burning in your mind, in your heart.