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Evil in DivergenceShall our end be in fire?
In violence and lust for power
Where every man is called a liar
And we burn ourselves to death?
Or shall it be ice?
Where knowledge is shunned with a cold shoulder
And ignorance creeps in like mice
And causes us to fight.
No, it shall be deceit.
Heads filled with lies that anger the soul
Manipulation means defeat
And we shall never trust.
Our wants shall be our end.
For selfishness makes us corrupt
For our own needs we all shall fend
And destroy all other men.
Or our death shall be cowardice.
We'll leave all hope behind in fear
And in our panic we shall miss
The downfall of us all.
Together we shall isolate
All fear, wants, lies, ignorance, and hate
And, doing so, eradicate
The evils of mankind.
Hurricane'Twas just one day
With a storm in a sky painted grey;
When a girl of ten
Walked out into the rain
With her hat nearly blowing away.
And the wind blew her coat
And the rain hit her face
And the cold freezing her to the bone;
But she smiled and sang
And she danced in the rain
Even though she was cold and alone.
And she didn't have reason
She didn't have rhyme
She didn't get cold or complain;
The storm only got worse
Like a terrible curse
But she danced with the wind and the rain
And her jacket was torn
Her feet shoeless and bare
And her hat had by now blown away;
And the wind was now howling
The weather was scowling
From the sky that was painted dark grey.
And the girl kept on dancing
The rocks catching her feet
But the cold had caused them to go numb;
And the cold stayed the same
The wind wracked her thin frame
And the rain beat her face like a drum.
And the very next day
There wasn't a sign
Of the girl who was dancing before.
She'd been blown away
By the wind and the
Never AloneLook up at the skies of grey
See it cry its tears of rain
Hear each word the wind will say
Feel its thunderous cries of pain
Let the whispering winds inquire
What is true
What is true?
Was it me or was it you
That set the world on fire?
Do not block away the flame
Running from the feared unknown
For we will never be the same
But at least you'll never be alone
This Day Is...
A day to love,
Someone up above.
A day to commemorate;
A day to appreciate.
A day to reminisce;
A day when someone special is missed.
A day that’s too good to be true,
A day filled with many memories of you.
A day just to say,
I wish you a happy birthday.
What s in a name.What´s in a name?
It´s just a word that we call,
Everything and everyone
has a name,
does it make us a better person?
No... what a shame
Does it define our characters?
No... it´s not to blame
Does it have any financial status?
No .... but maybe fame
So if you´re a rockafella, a Gates,
a Trump or even the Queen
It doesn´t matter
shout your name
I am who I am
and I have a name
cos deep down inside
we´re all just the same.
by Suzanne Karbach August 2014
ParthenopeTurn your head from distant island,
from sandy shore and crystal sea.
Resist the call of the lonely siren
singing death on the horizon.
Beware her song; listen to me;
turn your head from distant island,
where dwells a daughter of Poseidon
yearning, singing a magical decree;
resist the call of the lonely siren.
Rest your eyes upon Orion,
the stars will guard your constancy.
Turn your head from distant island
as our ship sets sail to widen
ourselves from that mermaid key;
resist the call of the lonely siren,
her seaweed hair fraught with diamond
treasures stolen from that deadly reef.
Turn your head from distant island;
resist the call of the lonely siren.
Darkening SkiesCrystal blue skies was once visible
In a world without anything formidable.
Opponents were partners and villains weren’t wicked;
No crimes had been committed.
But through the years the blue skies began dimming;
The end was now the beginning.
The skies had darkened by malevolence
As the crystal pieces broke away the benevolence.
Shards of glass rained from these falling skies.
Lives were easily taken and it was sounded by cries.
Battles were fought; blood was shed.
What was once peaceful had become dead —
Innocence was no longer carried;
They had a shovel and it was buried.
Tyranny exiled happiness.
War left people defenseless,
Stranded to fight alone without anything.
Cruelty had killed them before the ending.
Their worst fears had crippled them.
Breathless, lying still, eyes toward the sky: they’re condemned.
Forced to watch the ashes of loved one fill the clouds
With embers cascading down as the sirens grew loud;
Souls flickering within the dust.
From the pressure o
Keys of the PassengerImposing figure
Why do you linger with me here?
A gestured feature
As soft as flowers by
While on my way to reach her
The tarnished silver
Green like the finger I lost
That let my colours
Grow like the flutters in my heart
But take to flight
Out of a viewing standpoint
Breeze by to keep her in sight
A whirring wheel
Below the heel I have down
Does not derail
Wherever hail your address
Ignore and follow
Until my feet fall under
The tears that match my sorrow
With quiet clatter that drowns me
The lanes are melting
My path respecting none a plea
I hear her calling
But over that your silence
A weight's abjection falling
Why do you torture this road?
I travel worried
Because you stay at my right
...I will fight
A desperate race to pry free
The glass is speckled
From threats and heckled terms met
No word is spoken
An air unbroken but intense
A rider chauffeured
The holder of the key ring
So deals I
ShorelineBetrothed to flaw
To the choice before choice
Where there is only emotion
And a half-remembered voice
Telling what one saw
First line of foamy wake
Loud and churned from behind
There sent upon a seething land
What comes before the blind
As action without mistake
Parts of the watch
A spring or gear or hand
Drowning in responsive steps
Their time is harried by swirling sand
Its face imperfect lie staunch
As islands shape the water
It sends providence unchecked
The first passage of philosophy
Contained of following specks
That grow until all is overturned
Conjoined by the timepiece
Fixed into a broken state
They suffer in each other
First blows harsh to take
Fueled from accosted belief
Let Me OutHeart and mind racing,
still pacing my cage.
each step just to gauge
the odds that I might
get through this in one piece.
Too tired to fight,
yet unable to cease.
Autumn's arrivalClouds flying over
Bringing rain and wind
From the west
Making the mornings and evenings
Darker bit by bit
Sown all over the sky
Accompanying the cold moon
Sleeping deep as a rose
Covered with dew
TnM - Un BrindisThomas Pov
Era el día más feliz de mi vida, me había casado con el amor de mi vida, aun con las dificultades, con los miedos, por la sociedad y demás cosas que nos podía separarnos, con mí ahora esposa Marie estaba en el punto del brindis, su padre entre lágrimas y sollozos de felicidad nos dijo lo que nos deseaba a mí y a Marie, siguieron Jazz, Xavier, Fred, Amanda e incluso Dezz quien es muy tímida, la hora del brindis se acababa
- ¿Puedo hacer un brindis? – comento de pronto la pelinegra caminando a la mesa en donde se encontraban todos
- Claro que si Am, puedes hacerlo – respondí feliz ante mi amiga
La que había aparecido en un sueño aún antes de conocerla, se veía bien con un vestido azul con brillos largo con escote muy sensual propio de ella
- Bueno – empezó cogiendo una copa de vino tinto – Estamos aquí celebrando la boda de unos de mis mejores amigos, quienes lucharon m
Light and DarkYou see, the world
Will make you blind
With all its horrid sights,
That scar for life
Heart, soul and mind
And block out all the light.
The darkness here
Is seeping in,
Kills all that's in its path,
It slowly creeps
Across the skin
To show the world its wrath
You see, the world
Will make you blind,
But then where will you be?
For even dark
Hides from the light,
With which our eyes can see.
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