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Always Near

In the corner of my eye

I see creatures pass me by.

Swift, clever shadows they are

As quick as a shooting star.

They whisper in my ear

“For you, we are always near”

And I know most would be frightened

But it’s a comfort to me, I am delighted

So in times of trial, I have no fear

For I know, they are always near

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I Need to Know

Contrary to popular belief,

Angels are just skeletons

With halos

And wings.

We have no skin

We have no meat

We have no heart

That pumps blood and bleeds.

We are crystal bones

And bright souls

And pearly white teeth

That you behold

Right before your

Eternal

Sleep.

And those emotions

That the living

Feel.

Did you know

That they are buried into

Every soul?

And that you require

A beating heart

For them to

Grow?

...

I want to know

No

I need to know

I need to know

What a heart beat feels like

I need to know

What living feels like

I need to know

What feelings feel like—

I drive off

The edge of the heavens

And I

F

A

L

L

And become something more

I become human

Wings burning away into ashes

Halo exploding, sparks flying

Body being stitched into existence

And I learn that

Falling hurts

Becoming hurts

And after breathing air

Through lungs

Pumping blood

Through arteries, veins

And feeling emotions

That run wild after blooming

I learned that

Living hurts too

But

I’m alive

I feel

And it’s

Wonderful

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The Skeleton with a Beating Heart

The only thing left alive in me, I tore out

I broke its cage and ripped it right out

I feel it beating, but I hear no sound

I see it bleeding, how profound

It wants to thrive, I plant it into the dirt

Then I water where it’s buried in the earth

It’s better this way, freed from my chest

It longed to grow roots, and now

At last

it’s time

for me

to rest

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Look Skywards

Look!

See those clouds in the sky?

Well, they aren’t just clouds

They are otherworldly, transcendent creatures

Beyond description

Beyond comprehension

Beyond our mortal realm

Watch how they move!

Watch how they transform

Into something new

Right before our very eyes!

Changing again

And again

And again

In less than a blink of an eye!

How breath-taking!

How mind-blowing!

...

How heartbreaking

Because

They’re beyond our reach.

But in my next life,

I too shall be a creature of clouds

And morph into curious and wondrous things.

So watch intently skywards

For one day you may witness something

Extraordinary

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Where Magic Lies

Magic lies in the ocean

Deep down in the sea

Hidden from corrupt emotion

In a place we cannot be

Fathomless, cunning creatures

Mysterious, elusive, free

Swimming in dark, starless water

So stars they become, you see

Oh! I wish to see them brightly lit

So hand me a magical key

I will use it to open this locked cabinet

Through a portal, magic I will see

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Ask the Dreamers

We should ask the dreamers

Where they go

When they lay their heads to sleep

And bodies they forgo

To the ones who vividly remember

Where their minds are transported

To the ones who vision grand madness

Who wish their dreams were recorded

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The Hollow Tree

Lightning strikes the hollow tree

And lights it from within

No, it does not catch aflame

It glows through its skin

Archaic beings once hidden

Dash towards the crimson glow

They must get to the hallow tree

Before the demons know

For the tree is now an entrance

To the fiery land down under

If the demons get word of entry here

Our world will be in sunder

So run run FASTER NOW!

Shadowy creatures of old

You must plunge the tree in darkness

Return it to its corpse cold

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Poem: Her Voice

I am dead

I have died

I was once alive

Underground, I reside

I miss my wife I left behind

A pretty face, a brilliant mind

Resilient and one of a kind

Oh, I hope she’s doing fine...

Here she comes! Her first time

To visit my grave, since I died

I hear her voice and I find

My heart beats! I’m no longer blind!

Limbs can move, “So dig!” says my mind

Then my hand breaks though my dirt confine

And a small, calloused hand grabs onto mine

Then raises me up into the living side

Passing me through the impenetrable divide!

I gasp, my lungs now working fine

And I see my sweet wife, Caroline

Who stares up at me stupefied

Alive and intact I am, I find

Our fingers locked, still intertwined

Then she smiles so stunningly, it’s a crime

Moving me to tears in seconds time

The love of my soul, my wondrous wife

See how she brought me back to life?

Poem inspired by these quotes:

They asked, “Do you love her to death?”

I said, “Speak of her over my grave and watch how she brings me back to life.”

— Mahmoud Darwish

“You are the love of my soul.”

— Sandi Khalaf

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Poem: Want a Piece of Cake?

Mary Jane baked a cake

The very best she could make.

She made it for her husband, Bill

Made it with all the love she could fill.

She tossed this and that into the cake

The batter becoming quite opaque.

Then she put it into the oven to bake

Rising up as big as the oven, for goodness sake.

An hour later, the cake is done.

All decorated and hopefully not overdone.

Bill walks into the room, looking full of cheer

So she asks him brightly, “Want a piece of cake, dear?”

He smiles and replies, “Why, yes”

While noticing frosting all over her dress.

He finds a knife and cuts himself a slice

Being very precise.

Then Bill takes a bite

Mary Jane face beaming with delight.

Suddenly, he lets out a shout

And spits the cake right out.

Bill grabs the knife from the kitchen table

And stabs Mary Jane in her hand, looking quite unstable.

He hisses, “This is a dreadful cake you made!

My taste is ruined! Now decayed!”

Then he storms out the room in a fury

With Mary Jane watching with a vision all blurry.

#cake #baking #bake #spilled ink #spilled poetry #poems on tumblr #poets on tumblr #poetry #peoms

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Poem: Chilled to the Bone

The shadow phantom

Eerily crawls

On the ice covered road

Alongside

Me.

Eyes, vacant and red

Stare unwaveringly up

Towards the resting place

Of the

Dead.

Perhaps it’s trying

To grasp

How the distant stars

Burn so tremendously

Bright

While it radiates

Icy darkness

With chilling, heavy

Spite.

May it be the sun in the

Day

Or the stars in the

Night

All it does is stare

And stare

And stare

Appearing as if it desires to

Bite.

It never utters a word

Nor does it ever

Blink.

Wishing for it to leave

Was the all I could ever

Think.

And from time to time

It lets out

Blood curdling screeches

Up at the heavens

As it’s inhuman hand reaches

For what?

Or why?

I do not know

And this unknown

Leaves me

Chilled to the

Bone.

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Poem: Tell Me, Soul

Oh my flaming soul of old, pray-tell

Say once more what you foretell

That you will soon be silently stolen

By a man who’s desperate to stay unbroken

So kind and gentle and respectful was he

No soul has he for “he was being selfless,” you decree

And you say that his heart is growing colder

And that his life will soon be over

Because if his heart becomes ice frozen

It shall break and fill up with vile, corrupting poison

For when you sell your soul like he

No soul means no warming the heart to any degree

And it’s dreadfully strange for in my dreams lately

I smile warmly at a melting heart that beats crazy

So what this means?

I do not know

Tell me, soul

Answers you must bestow

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Together Forever

He brutally stitches

Flaming red

String

Deeply into my arm’s

Icy blue

Vein.

I bleed raging rivers

And cry out

“My arm burns like fire!”

That I’m in great

And excruciating

Pain.

He smirks

And softy whispers:

“Don’t cry,

My dear”

Then roughly wipes away

My lone, anguished

Tear.

And after he ties

The end of the string

Around my pinky

And ties his own

With the other end

Laughing darkly

At me,

I growl out:

“Why are you doing this?!”

My wrath filling up

To the very

Brim.

For I wish to rip

This atrocious monster

Limb

From

Limb.

He grins widely

And sings hauntingly:

“To show those bewitching,

Frigid eyes of yours,

That pierce me so

With ice daggers of

Hate,

That we are bound

Together

Forever

Through the Red String of

Fate.”

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Poem: The Opposing Worlds

In a blink of an eye

We see the divide

Of the opposing worlds

That are revealed to

The partially blind.

The world of reality

And the world of fantasy

Are giant, cosmic

balancing wolves

Always circling

The other.

That is

until one decides

to strike.

Then the divide

is no longer blurred.

The world of fantasy

is momentarily shown

As sparkling, swirling night

between the blinding, stagnant day

of reality.

By: the-lightning-transcriber

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Poem: Are One

Those hearts that don’t skip a beat

While staring into the archaic eyes

Of fathomless shadows

Are one with the night

And can perceive

The sentient stars

That are concealed

To those who fear

The darkness

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Poem: My Dream

The Nightmare Man

Follows me

Into

My dream.

He strides

Right through

The open door

That I

Forgot to shut

Behind me.

He tracks me down

From the music

That’s playing

Within me.

He thought

He would see

Blue skies and sunshine

Flowers and laughter

Ice cream and smiles

But oh... OH

He was hilariously

And most terribly

Mistaken.

Well...

At least he got

The laughter part

Right.

For he didn’t listen

To the song of my soul

Carefully

It seems.

For if he had

He would have noticed

The haunting notes

Of cackling crows

In the bottomless

Shadows,

Of screaming wind

Tearing through

Shattered windows,

And of wailing ghosts

Falling from

A starless

Night sky.

He came

To make my dream

A nightmare

But it seems

I gifted him one

Instead

For the Nightmare Man

Swiftly left

My mind

And never returned

To my dreams

Or anyone elses

Ever

Again.

By: the-lightning-transcriber

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Poem: Running

Blink once

I sense it

Blink twice

I hear it

Blink thrice

I see it

And——

Heart skips once

I run

Heart skips twice

I run like the wind

Heart skips thrice

I run like hell

Breathe in

I hide

Breathe out

I cover my mouth

Breath haulted

I am found——

“FOUND YOU

YOU’RE THE SEEKER NOW”

By: the-lightning-transcriber

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Poem: Bone-chilling Wind

My hands are the bone-chilling wind of winter

That everyone shivers away from

As quickly as they can.

I’m just reaching out for a warm embrace

But I only ever find heartbreaking emptiness

Where I thought someone was patiently waiting.

By: the-lightning-transcriber

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