Undying LoveAnd I can't control it
I can't help this thought
I long for you
I must have you
I desire to have my hand
On your face
I can't help myself
But I have to indulge in
The sea of your eyes
I crave to have my hands
Through your pitch black hair
And yes I want you forever
You are my dying passion
My urge to stay awake
And my lust is for your heart
For your pure undying love
And I close my eyes
As I fall asleep forever
In the comfort of your heart.
Goddess BlessingGoddess BlessingGoddess Blessing6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Blessed Be the Maiden,
she who brings joy and passion.
Blessed Be the Mother,
she who brings love and life.
Blessed Be the Crone,
she who brings clarity and wisdom.
Blessed Be the Dark one,
she who brings knowledge and strife.
Blessed Be the Moon Mother,
in whom al aspects come together as one.
Elven lullabyListen, the wind singsElven lullaby2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
A sad, lonely song
Sings of times lost in time
Of bards and of minstrels
Who lived long ago
Who now are dead, lost and gone
Listen, the ocean
Tells you a tale
A tale of those who sailed
Who sought new horizons
Trying to find
The place where the sun hides at night
Listen, the Elders
Have a story to tell
A story of wisdom and age
They tell you the story
Of once upon a time
The story of tomorrow is yours
jokeThe following is an actual question given on ajoke8 years ago in Humor More Like This
University of Washington chemistry mid term. The
answer by one student was so "profound" that the
professor shared it with colleagues, via the Internet,
which is, of course, why we now have the pleasure of
enjoying it as well.
Bonus Question: Is Hell exothermic (gives off heat) or
endothermic (absorbs heat)?
Most of the students wrote proofs of their beliefs
using Boyle's Law (gas cools when it expands and heats
when it is compressed) or some variant. One student,
however, wrote the following:
First, we need to know how the mass of Hell is
changing in time. So we need to know the rate at which
souls are moving into Hell and the rate at which they
are leaving. I think that we can safely assume that
once a soul gets to Hell, it will not leave.
Therefore, no souls are leaving.
As for how many souls are entering Hell, let's look at
the different religions that exist in the world today.
Most of these religions state that if you are not a
EscapeWhen I close my mind and let my soul start slippingEscape2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
through an indeterminable ether,
could I find a way to talk to the author that created me?
Am I her vicarious way of living out dreams
that she can't reach within her own reality,
giving her temporary relief as she delves into my world,
shaping the obstacles and reality I can't stand
and create my own worlds and vices to avoid?
Tell me: Is there any true means of escape,
a true relief that would help me melt
out of this flawed physical shell
and mold with the caramel of the universe?
I'd tell my creator to join me,
to let ourselves mold into one entity, finally,
and be at peace with the sun, moon, and stars
Yet, that's too easy, isn't it?
There's always somebody controlling the chess board,
writing the rules and diction of how
every stepping stone of existence
has to have tangible rules and boundaries
Everyone has to be challenged to
the brink of going crazy and discovering
that there's more beyond their tiny little box
I can retreat