Nameless Russian Girl in PrimeNameless Russian girl in prime,Nameless Russian Girl in Prime5 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Deserving compliments in rhyme.
Her face invites a tender glow,
And I would take it real slow
And paint with words her parted lips,
High forehead, chin above all quips,
Fine clavicles and tender soul
Deduced ‘neath parchment of it all...
But why? -- Who reads my lines of flight?
Whose keen discernment and delight
Shall kindle words to warmth intended?
Whose sense with mine shall be co-mended?
Would her facility of tongue
Clime English exquisitely rung?
May photo-artist of this creature
Enjoy as I in every feature
And not, but ‘literature’ traversing,
To greatness of his own endorsing...
Glean mere compliments in weaving
Of text to fine nuances cleaving?!
-- Silver Rajah of Sophiastan
PonderingWhat does one do,Pondering1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
With a heart always in pain.
Every hour, every day,
It would drive a man insane.
From the bottom of every bottle,
And, the end of every line.
To the end of a barrel,
When it's been too long a time.
I would have none of these things,
And I can no longer stay numb,
And, I won't go so far (even now)
Just to drown out it's sum.
Such a twisted way to feel,
Wishing love from someone.
And the moment I feel it coming,
I'm always the first to run.
It's like fractured bone that can never heal,
Any weight it cannot bear,
Until it breaks in two completely,
To be reset and heal despair.
Lord knows that thought is terrifying,
But, I guess it's time I got it through,
To break ever completely,
Heal up as good as new.
Maybe I've got it wrong,
And, this isn't what to do.
Then, I hope to God you find me soon,
Before I see it through.
The Graveyard AforementionedIn darkest affairs,The Graveyard Aforementioned3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Of graveyard aforementioned,
the frozen, late hand
of the once great Salve.
His voice he yelled loud,
his chains he sound
and yet his voice,
was a mere whispered wisp.
His wails passed on
like a shadow of bleak,
casting a shade,
upon his own crypt.
He bang in fury,
shriek'd like lorry.
"O' Almighty, Lord of Creation!
Prithee I ask, free me of sorrow.
Long hath I lived, many a quest,
but tis chaos I detest, lest tis be a test.
I implore to see light! I itch to see Ye visage!
Wrap Thy cloak, round m' arms,
so I may never bear, the madness within."
Then the Lord answered back,
light searing bright.
"If thou complain of chaos,
and sadism within,
Then why, I ask, have you, yourself,
whipped all thy people, lash'd them at,
boil'd their heads, broken their hearts,
scourged the souls, and families thee shred,
all with the same things,
this hellish realm gave?"
And with that, the great king drop speechless.
He gazed from the Light, to the shadowy descents.
He low his arms, g
Father“Father, forgive me.”Father3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I say as I sob
Confessing another mistake
It hurts to be back here
At the stumbling block
That always makes me break
“Father, please love me.”
But then, why should He?
He knows all the things I’ve done
I can’t take this gift
But I need it so much
So I find it hard to shun
“Father in Heaven…”
Is all I can pray
As words fail what I feel inside
Tears threaten to flow
When I think of His grace
That allows one like me to confide
Father, Son, Spirit
Three and the same
Who saved me from my strife
The healer of hurts
My Savior and friend
I thank you for new life
The Mind of a DancerThe Mind of a Dancer:The Mind of a Dancer3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
2.feet - music, soul
4.sweat and tears
11.breath, pressure, shut down
12.independence, journey, growth, teamwork
17.practice, practice, practice
The pressure bubbles,
I can barely stand still.
Stretching helps with relieving my troubles,
Now there’s no containing my thrill.
My mind is at ease as it shuts off,
The performance has just begun.
There is silence but one person’s cough.
Sweat beats down like I’m out in in the sun.
The music carries my body without my control,
Everyone moves fluidly with me.
I’ve never felt such strength from within my soul.
I can’t keep my face from showing my glee.
Our friendship has grown,
As the days have come and gone.
And it clearly is shown,
That we have worked together as one.
The song softens and I begin
The Greatest LoveYour heart won't give out if the panic assaultsThe Greatest Love3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Your lungs won't from breathing retreat
Your life won't expire, just because you are tired
You can walk one more mile on those feet
Your hands won't forget every task on the shelf
Just because you are sick for a day
Your children will learn to cross streets by themselves
(Time is handled by God, in His way)
Your worth is not measured, my child, by sin
And your triumphs are never so small
I am not like the world. I look deep within
And your soul is not ugly at all
Your soul is a treasure, a blessing, a light
From your birth to your last, feeble touch
Know this, my child, as you weep in the night
There is no one who loves you as much
The Plain TruthThe Plain Truth1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I love you for giving me wisdom
I love you for giving me light
I love you for giving me reason
To find in me delight
I love you for your beauty
You've got complex simplicity
You’re more than mere duty
I love your authenticity
I cannot live without you
Your love is pure and true
Yet nothing special about you
You're just the plain truth
DianaThe huntress at her cusp,Diana1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Risen full she looms
Across the silken waters
To snatch the minds of poets swooned.
Awakened, wild in lunacy,
They hasten from the folds,
Of life’s cyclic obsessions
That man’s lack of purpose molds,
Escapist thoughts begin to warp their vision,
Imagination makes a deep incision,
Severing the line that tethers us to our motherland.
Lifted from the shifting sand,
She takes us in with outstretched hands,
Afloat, entranced to Summerland
Away, dead to the world.
Now we look down from our pinnacle here,
At our bodies rotting at Nadir,
Every second regressing a little more,
Depressed we took the chance to soar,
At that one final glance
We come back down
Our will restored to a pillar of salt,
And found in the presence of this higher ground
That we must never let our passion halt.
Death prayerNow I lay me down in deathDeath prayer1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
That I may seek eternal rest
If I should wake before I'm home
May you stop me before I'm gone
Twin FlamesTelepathically communicatingTwin Flames1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
With mind and spirit
In our own world
Never defeated by outside forces
Flying through my dreams
Lying right next to me
Mirroring my opposite being
Even in darkness
Saving me from my path-less journeys
Odin's TaskWhat does "an eye for an eye" mean?Odin's Task2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Steal away what was lost?
Or is it more than what is seen?
Wisdom at any cost!
Power hungry, I hear them call,
But their vision is truly small.
Ha! I ought to conquer them all.
What does "an eye for an eye" mean?
Is it Vengeance perhaps?
A greater sense, one far more keen?
Or wisdom for whom lapse?
I need to know the words I seek.
Scour works, interest at its peak!
I need to know...
I need to know...
That I do not grow ever weak.
What does "an eye for a eye" mean?
Nine days I hungered so
And at nights: thirst. All as to glean
from runes, wisdom through woe,
The primal truth that of this realm
In search of growth I'm at the helm.
The primal truth?
The primal truth...?
May the mead of blood overwhelm!
promise your eyesgather your hopepromise your eyes2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
let Love be no stranger
hold them dear
upon this path of danger
watch your step
the trail here gets steep
it's a slippery slope
and consequences are deep
doubts need only a seed
guard your heart
have faith take the lead
climb with conviction
look to the prize
beyond today's' trouble
promise your eyes
We PrayWe pray for a hope that can heal a landWe Pray2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Spreading the good news of what God has planned
Help us shine Your love in the darkest night
Bringing more lost ones to the light
We pray that your spirit will fuel a fire
As we set our sights on realms much higher
Than the fleeting desires of world and sin
Lord, cleanse our spirits from within
We pray for a willingness to be
Your way of setting the captives free
Serving with humility and grace
So that, through us, they see Your face
We pray that the whole world will know
The power inside that makes us glow
With joy that flows through what we do
May we bring people back to You!
His BattleShock and tears fill my eyes when I read the newsHis Battle2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It never occured to me his battle, he could lose
I find myself pleading for it not to be real
everytime I think about it, heartache is what I feel
It's been two days, yet tears flow so much I can barely see
But this whispered voice in my mind says he'll always be with me
I understand that now he feels no pain, and is with God in His perfect land
I still see the words he said to me in each conversation and their so grand
We were just beginning to grow closer and open up to one another at night
with each caring, accepting word, I felt better about myself in the morning light
There is no denying that I will love and miss Dewayne forever
Until the day I'm called Home and we can see one another
Together with those who have passed in God's perfect place above
Full of glory, caring, sharing and such a sincere love
But until that day arrives, I'll shed tears then wipe them away
And do what he would want me to do, until I get to see him again so
VVindicate me, mighty Lord,V2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Victory comes not by sword,
Vile the death brought in by sin,
Vanquish what is old within.
Vine and branches bearing fruit
Viewed as signs of God's pursuit.
Vainest glories, stay behind,
Virtue crowns the humble mind.
Sonnet LXIIOp. 26, no. 2Sonnet LXII2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye
And clouds this lamp that lights my fevered brain
When I believe these pleasures satisfy
The deepest longings given selfish reign.
To see creation as a basic means
To satisfy the myriad of youthful lusts
Is instability, because it leans
On wants that crumble quickly into dust.
My hope is that I might not acquiesce
In chasing things shortsightedly pathetic,
But powered by the Spirit, try my best
To understand the lasting things majestic,
And make my mark, fulfill the ministry
That I was called to leave a legacy.
The End."The heavens shall bleed blood and rain upon thy land: washing all evil into the depths of hell. The wicked shall fall unto the and shall become no more, for the lord is here, all believers will seek no fear."The End.3 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It's Not Too LateIt's Not Too LateIt's Not Too Late3 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You may have sinned for many years,
but God has the answer to your fears.
Turn from sin and trust that the price
was paid through Jesus' sacrifice.
Your pile of sins may seem so tall,
but God can and will forgive them all.
Your redemption can still occur.
Turn to Christ as Savior and Master.
As Jesus was there on the cross,
a dying sinner dodged a great loss.
What he did right there did suffice
for Jesus to open Paradise.
That's just one of the many times
Jesus Christ forgave numerous crimes.
Your number of sins may be great,
but he can still love you, and not hate.
I know that because you still live,
it's not too late for God to forgive.
It is not too late to repent.
Believe that to you, God's call is sent.
No matter how grim things have seemed,
through Jesus Christ you may be redeemed.
You still live, so it's not too late.
It's not too late, but please do not wait.
You don't know what's around the bend.
You do not know when your life will end.
It could sudden
Monsters of the MindYou can stop come morning, the monster 'neath your bedMonsters of the Mind3 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But it's harder to beat the one inside your head
Hard but not impossible, don't give up just yet
There is still a way to defeat it, so don't fret
Whenever you are facing darkness in your mind
Have no fear for I will not leave you behind
Listen closely for I have ways to help you fight
Through the trials ahead, and then into the light
When all else is crumbling, hold onto faith that you
Still have hope of making it, and of pulling through
That monster it will whisper, filling you with doubt
Now let my belief in you drown its whispers out
These monsters are malicious, pointing out your flaws
Yet nobody is perfect, so just accept yours
You are the way you are, why even try to change?
Just take it from me, there's no shame in being strange
Fighting back isn't easy, but it is worthwhile
When you drive back the monster and finally smile
Always try to remember, when you feel forlorn
It is always the darkest, just before the dawn
The Paradox of TimeTime may not seem strange as suchThe Paradox of Time3 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And yet how can there be
So little of it, yet so much
For us humans, time will run out
But when we all are gone
In the grand scheme, there is no doubt
Time will keep marching on
It allocates us so few years
In which to reach our goals
From birth to death, in joy and tears
We're under its control
We say of time, near every day
We wish that there was lots
Let's face it, in the strangest way
All time's a paradox
Gods gameSome things in life makes one wonder,Gods game3 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Shall we forever ponder,
To see confusion on ones face,
To try and get a life card of ace,
We stare into space for longest of time,
To look at the world like we're a mime,
To open our mouth for nothing to come out,
To stand there and try to shout,
Life is like a game to us all,
To have players that always falls,
To only pick up ourselves again,
Praying to god and saying amen,
Hope God will forgive us for our sin,
To start anew again,
God's eyes see the holes in our hearts
For life is God's true art.
The Key To The Greater Lies In The LesserAs the Strong And The FearedThe Key To The Greater Lies In The Lesser3 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Have Crystallised The heart
Heaven Is Set Aflame
For The Insightful and The Ignored
The mind Transcends
The Reflection And The Voice
Until Love And Wisdom are Found
They Stand Under one Sign
That Of The Burning Gates
Pandora's BoxA spell I work inside this box,Pandora's Box1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
All negativity it blocks.
Here it stays, locked inside.
My soul from darkness is untied.
As I put the papers in,
Darkness gone into the tin.
But when it’s opened up again,
It’s gone forever, light will reign.
My soul is now forever free,
As I will it, so mote it be.
Winter's LightBy Fir, Cypress, Pine, and Holly,Winter's Light1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I make these greens into a dolly.
Let this work come not to folly.
Tie them up and wrap them tight,
With each row, we bind this rite.
Let winter nights be filled with light.
In the light, as this doll lays,
Let the sun shine down its rays.
Glittering lights, they do amaze.
Lord and Lady, head this plea.
Maiden, mother, crone, all three,
As I will it, so mote it be.