A hushed pink

A hushed pink Gently sways, Cotton petals melting By a vigorous blaze. A hushed pink Touched by sun, It bathes in light Until night has begun. A hushed pink Singing its tune, Petals emmtiting an unearthly hue Before it meets the moon.

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Sand beneath her feet

Golden dust Dripping like water, Rippling beneath the sun Brewed to slaughter. Golden dust Scattering like shards, Ringing as they clash They flip like cards. Golden dust Evaporating like mist, Gold escaping my grasp Until I questions ... Did it ever exist?

Gold dripping from flames

Dancing flames Trapped behind glass, Flickering with anger As they envy the free grass. Dancing flames Reflected in the lake, Their bodies slimming As red begins to flake. Dancing flames Gold dripping like rain, Spilling from the case The world beginning to stain.

Crystalised sound

Hoops of blue Looping the glass, Shimmering with glee Light dancing like grass. Drips falling like shards To shatter against the ground, Water sparkling like diamonds With that crystalised sound. Warm light heating Until it resembles a dusty sun, The garden smiles Knowing summers begun.

His angel eyes

Angel eyes Stalking their prey, Watching you move Before they slay. Angel eyes Swirling colours taunting, Mocking your sincerity For always wanting. Angel eyes Born from hell, Bred from greed and lust His soul begins to yell. Angel eyes Misting with his own denial, A soul drenched in thirst Put on trial.

A man clouded by soffocation

He feels suffocated A heavy feeling on his chest, Generations watching Pushing him to do his best? He feels weighed Seconds spilling like sand, Hours leaking from the bottle Until he can't withstand. He feels mocked This world laughing at what he lacks, Eyes never leaving Staring at his every act.

A witch soaring

Hills became swallowed By dark advances, Her broom shivering As she bets her chances. Stars burn Crisps embers fizzling away, The last strands of sunlight Disappearing with the day. The cold wind bites Her hands itch, But still, she goes on A newly fledged witch.

A flute calling from the tip of a tree

He sang his tune And the melody danced, She looked to the heavens Heart entranced. He sang his tune Her skin shivered, Soul splintered Her heart quivered. He sang his tune Her feet began to move, Body beginning to dance As she fell in love with the groove. He ended his tune Flute slowly dimming,... Continue Reading →

A lidless eye

A lidless eye A bottomless hole, The starless sky Its clouds smoked with kohl.   Fires born Bark wilting in rage, Screams of the warriors Created in this new age. Inspired whilst watching Lord of the Rings.

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