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A black winged bird sat atop a roof,
Nonchalantly humming its caws and coos.
For there on the street – down yonder it peered,
At the coming of jeers; the walking of fear.
It saluted its foe and hopped to and fro,
Unaware that behind the mask was a heart of gold.
But the blood stained cheeks and pale white hands
Reached out for the bird, thus it succumbed to their demands.
Feathers flew in the wind from the night time air,
A whirlwind of darkness – only the night could compare;
The bird found a place where it could perch and respite,
On the shoulder of a corpse – oh, what a delight!
A chuckle from a mouth that the heavens forbade,
Gave room for the next few words that were said:
"Blackbird, blackbird! Why have you come?
In this unruly hour the night will be undone!
The children on the street are marching one by one,
To innocent to know that a nightmare has begun."
He clasped his hands when he finished his speech,
His shoulders were shaking in delicious relief –
Twitching away until he found his grave,
And he collapsed into the space the world had saved.
A black winged bird sat atop his tombstone,
Nonchalantly whispering its miserable moans.
For in the dirt – down yonder it gazed,
At the child of death; so startlingly amazed that,
The night time sky wrapped away his appearance,
Replacing the horror with a yearly romance.
Nonchalantly humming its caws and coos.
For there on the street – down yonder it peered,
At the coming of jeers; the walking of fear.
It saluted its foe and hopped to and fro,
Unaware that behind the mask was a heart of gold.
But the blood stained cheeks and pale white hands
Reached out for the bird, thus it succumbed to their demands.
Feathers flew in the wind from the night time air,
A whirlwind of darkness – only the night could compare;
The bird found a place where it could perch and respite,
On the shoulder of a corpse – oh, what a delight!
A chuckle from a mouth that the heavens forbade,
Gave room for the next few words that were said:
"Blackbird, blackbird! Why have you come?
In this unruly hour the night will be undone!
The children on the street are marching one by one,
To innocent to know that a nightmare has begun."
He clasped his hands when he finished his speech,
His shoulders were shaking in delicious relief –
Twitching away until he found his grave,
And he collapsed into the space the world had saved.
A black winged bird sat atop his tombstone,
Nonchalantly whispering its miserable moans.
For in the dirt – down yonder it gazed,
At the child of death; so startlingly amazed that,
The night time sky wrapped away his appearance,
Replacing the horror with a yearly romance.
Literature
I Wasn't Supposed To Be Worth It.
Was it worth it?
Trading the taste of cinnamon on your lips
To smell like cigarettes and a painful hangover.Was life so cruel to your perfectly skewed smile,
That you had to swallow a bottle of brandy
Every night at 9 pm
To hear yourself laugh again?How could I have not noticed
The tremor in your right hand
Every time you held a pen?
Was I so blind for the love you had for me to see
That my love was destroying you? 'I am yours.' You whispered when you still had Petrichor surrounding you.
I inhaled your scent like oxygen,
All the while I suffocated you like sulfur.You gave me your heart on a plate,
And I was the last pill that took your l...
Literature
fallen angel
i'm a fallen angel
with cracked wings and a bleeding heart
trying to rise above the hell
i fight with everydaya beacon of hope
in others' darkness
fighting til the end
even if i fall along the wayi hope God still wants me
even after all the wrong i've done
Literature
I Dream of You
I close my eyes
and I see your faceThe smile that makes
everyone smile and laughThe eyes that sparkle
when you joke aroundThe laugh that infects
everyone and makes me laughYou look at me
and smileI run my fingers
through your hairyou sigh and smileI close my eyes
and dream of you
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This is amazing! Wonderful job. It flows so nicely, I just couldn't stop reading it.