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The DreamWith respect I would like to channel and redirect,
that from the bottom of my broken and barren soul,
I have now lost all self-control.
Arms outstretched and weightless,
suddenly metamorphosing into wishful wings...
To jet-set and take flight,
flapping fearlessly with the fervour of the somber moonlight.
Time eroded and erased.
A twisted time from within.
Swimming breathlessly through the sugary swept space...
Universe unfolding and colliding in a perfect run of grace.
Jagged journey from the inside looking out.
Spatial gap cannot find the direct route.
Buried too far beneath the treasure trap...
never care to ever look back.
Seek and Find let it in unwind.
Sucked back dripping into the vortex of time.
High above the tree-tops once again,
wings weightlessly swinging.
Air infused portal now back to the beginning.
It has all been said and done before,
when we enter that darkened and shadowy door.
If there is a Question there is an Answer like once before.
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DualityI can run.
I'll find you.
I can hide.
I'm inside you.
I can forget.
I'll remind you.
I can erase.
It is permanent.
I can deny it.
I'll reveal the truth.
I'll wait it out.
It'll last forever.
I can't run.
You are trapped.
because i have toimpaled
& wreaking havoc on these
young bones

more than endorphins &
planes out of control

pretending that if
not-so-masochistically

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a manifestation
instilled in bedsheets
& ghosts
The Land We Live OnI know of a land where young ones are corrupt,
Where the butterflies attempt to fly with broken wings,
But die in the process.
An outcast is just a ghoul in hiding.
Every loving word slurred never meant a thing.
The scars are always visible.
In this land it is always below zero.
Each day everyone knows that tomorrow will be the same,
Here lies no hope.
The soil covering the surface is poisoned.
Sometimes tongues are chopped off.
Slowly they all lose their mind.
The eldest ones are locked away to be hidden in the dark.
So many broken hearts, they cannot even be counted.
Memories are shunned with pills,
And obscure buildings that cause blood sh
Barely BreathingIn this forest, surrounded by the green
We could finally breathe
Away from the mobs and those who were mean
In this calm little forest, I don’t think I’d ever leave

Our home was rotten, and the air was too thick
Mommy and daddy would bicker about everything
You and I, we would never get to pick
We could only dodge the words they would fling

At school, we could only suffocate
Because of the lies we would tell to our friends
I think you agree, there’s no point to debate
That we were dying there; it would have soon been our end

We couldn’t breathe in that empty little place
It closed in and choked us until we had to ma
ScythesAzrael is the champion of darkness and sorrows;
The sword of the Fallen Angel only strikes once and beheads;
The horns of the demonic spawns will roam freely
As your word, your voice, your name torments.

It is interesting but logical;
You cannot keep it shut
You’ve been left out of control.

I’m not your demon, friend,
I’m just the spawn of doom.
Come here, take my hand
Let us go and face the boom.

Scythes, eyes, demons and pixies
Words, papers, ink and ideas;
I cannot see beyond this edema
I can’t and won’t stand your deadly enigma.

I was cut by your word
I was raped by your thought.
I was drowned in your wor
ReincarnationReincarnation

A cascading aura of soothing warmth
Flowing gently in graceful waves
Descending from the incarnated form
As it stands there in radiant calm
Emergent from the valley of shadows
Gliding through dust and neglect
The feeling, the ideal, the desire
Reunited after that lonely absence

I want to welcome it, to let in again
But the memories of the past remind me
That feeling is a master of deception
It promises wonders and enlightenment
A world free from my constant darkness
The visions only present in my dreams
Taunting illusions of a better life
A claim hanging on each word it says

They say the feeling is to be cherished
To be embra
Soul DeepThe internal dialogue inside my head
sounding off like a springboard--waves transmitted.
Inspiration, thoughts, and words...floating...
No letters to form words...no words to form sentences...
Breaking down to feelings...Soul Deep.
Betrayed by thoughts.
Feelings surrendering to concrete brick words.
Building upon an architectural design within the neurotransmitters of the mind.
Bricks like chains are meant to be broken, the words become the unspoken.
Breaking down to feelings...Soul Deep.
Jump in take a dive...
Emotional realm, just an ache for the chambers of the heart to take.
Pumping hot molten manifestation overtaken by the cool breeze sensation.
Simple childhood faces, music within their laughing graces...
Back to the basics.
Breaking down to feeling...SOUL DEEP.

Christmas Bliss!Mistletoe
kiss
Christmas
bliss!
My Time With YouMy Time With You:

The days pass by.
Yet I sit here.
Thinking of you.
How I would like to be,
Within your presence.
I know I have to be patient.
Then it will come.
As I sit here and wish.
I could be here with you.
Not feeling so blue.
But tonight is different.
So don't be afraid.
Just look up at the moon.
Eyes wide with passion.
Knowing this is soon.
Let it be a clue.
My Time With You.
Sense MemoryI developed taste.
We lost touch.
TragedyCandles lit with golden flame
Walls proclaiming all the names
Perpetuating all the shame 
We've built up through the years. 

Crosses planted by the road 
With flowers, bears and washed out notes 
We make our plans but sadly though
They never do a thing. 

Guns with senseless haste do fire 
Quenching mans violent desire
All wonder what could inspire
Such an evil deed. 

Human nature is the case 
Which has led to man's disgrace
To ruin things we can't replace 
And never give a care. 

Blood and tears are spilled today
Frantic searching for some way 
To help our souls stand at bay
When we are attacked. 

Tragedy can't simply be 
The power of NoWe dread it, we fear it, hoping it fades away.
Though the deed is done, from feelings one cannot run.

Anger, the feeling that burns through your mind.
The feeling we all dread, the feeling that can create hell.

A little mischief, another pressured smile.
Yes i will, but i am enraged inside.

Why must i say it out loud,
cant you see the signals i send out.

I don't want to fight, because i know what you say.
The victim mentality, you demand me to obey.

For i have the power to carry others on my back,
though enough love for myself to stand up, i lack.

The anger i carry didn't come on its own,
i created it by playing along.

In denial
Icarus thought patternsMy second piece is to point out and see Humanity's power and this is what i came up with:

Some of us seem incapable of real individual thought, but the majority of people i have encountered (Especially my own generation and those younger than me) Have shown great powers in being able to absorb ideas and improve on them, we are advancing at a continually faster rate.

It seems a common trait of the older generation to be stuck in ways of thinking I *consider* ignorant and unchangeable, yet we are still progressing and opening up more and more of our minds daily. It seems nature is too slow for our brain, so we are going into genetics to contr
The StormLies.
They bounce around,
Echoing off these four white walls,
Inside of which I am trapped.

Empty promises.
They fill the room,
Piling up to the ceiling,
Which is threatening to cave in.

Laughter.
It floats through the paper thin walls,
Mocking me as I wait
For that which may never come.

Words.
They rope me in,
Lassoing my every thought,
Thoughts now under your command

Those ropes.
They pulled me into a mystery,
Promising a storm,
Which I am now in the midst of.

Yet the storm,
It is delightful,
Leaving my mind to roam,
Surface new clues,
Discover new leads,
Explore more possibilities,
Which could lead me to the answe
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Dream of ReasonStill as night thoughts drift up towards the velvety blue diamond sprinkled skies
Fleeting into the galaxies of oblivion...
restlessly searching behind closed eyes.
The luminous window perched wide open...
awaiting to be searched and released by the unspoken.
Here within this realm, filled with rainbow prism possibilities
lay awaiting for all that are willing to see.
Soaring to the highest peaks...defying gravity...
Submerging down to the lowest depths of uncharted seas.
Hidden in rhymes and riddles.
Casted in shadows of symbols.
Inhaling the breath of WISDOM.
Still as night thoughts drift up towards the velvety blue diamond sprinkled skies
Sifting through filtered realities, the ability to love all in which we see.
No more tears to cry...survived the ever changing seasons...
Conceived in this moment the dream of reason.
Soul DeepThe internal dialogue inside my head
sounding off like a springboard--waves transmitted.
Inspiration, thoughts, and words...floating...
No letters to form words...no words to form sentences...
Breaking down to feelings...Soul Deep.
Betrayed by thoughts.
Feelings surrendering to concrete brick words.
Building upon an architectural design within the neurotransmitters of the mind.
Bricks like chains are meant to be broken, the words become the unspoken.
Breaking down to feelings...Soul Deep.
Jump in take a dive...
Emotional realm, just an ache for the chambers of the heart to take.
Pumping hot molten manifestation overtaken by the cool breeze sensation.
Simple childhood faces, music within their laughing graces...
Back to the basics.
Breaking down to feeling...SOUL DEEP.

The DreamWith respect I would like to channel and redirect,
that from the bottom of my broken and barren soul,
I have now lost all self-control.
Arms outstretched and weightless,
suddenly metamorphosing into wishful wings...
To jet-set and take flight,
flapping fearlessly with the fervour of the somber moonlight.
Time eroded and erased.
A twisted time from within.
Swimming breathlessly through the sugary swept space...
Universe unfolding and colliding in a perfect run of grace.
Jagged journey from the inside looking out.
Spatial gap cannot find the direct route.
Buried too far beneath the treasure trap...
never care to ever look back.
Seek and Find let it in unwind.
Sucked back dripping into the vortex of time.
High above the tree-tops once again,
wings weightlessly swinging.
Air infused portal now back to the beginning.
It has all been said and done before,
when we enter that darkened and shadowy door.
If there is a Question there is an Answer like once before.
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Between Heaven and Hell

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Everyone has a story to tell

The time and place the falls from grace.
We all walk at our own pace
forever attempting to win the illusionary race.

So I took the time, to sit and rewind....
granted pause to the cause, reflections of the mind.
Years upon years  slowly drifted on by...
Journeys left behind slumbering alongside the road of unknown,
collecting dirt and debris, anxiously awaiting to be set free, 
but could not flee...no one to save me and turn the key.

Everything has a time and a place within the enchanted space.
A story to tell of heaven and hell...
Realise this upon states of bliss,
In the beginning we all fell--in the end we all shall fall.
Can no longer ignore the ancient call.
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Poem I wrote a few years ago...contemplating life and existence.
Please feel free to comment and provide feedback--always appreciated. :heart:

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~waiting-for-wings Feb 13, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
awesome!
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*Anj3lla Feb 14, 2013   General Artist
Thanks! :aww:
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Mood: Love `TeaPhotography Feb 6, 2013  Professional General Artist
Oh my gosh... This is so completely amazing. What truth delivered so eloquently. :w00t:
Fantastic writing piece. :heart:
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*Anj3lla Feb 6, 2013   General Artist
Thank you!!! :heart:
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*bluedragoneye Feb 4, 2013
A child with an angel's face walking slowly in place
Barefooted dirty toes holding a candle and a single rose
Walking through beaten paths walking over blades of grass
Eyes blind unable to see could he stumble will he bleed
The coyotes howls the dog barks the willow tree weeps baby chicks go peep, peep
Going hungry for love losing his mind a wingless angel stuck down here with mankind
Sewing thread and a rusty old needle a one eye dog called a beagle
A loaf of bread growing green with mold a broken down dreamers and screaming no
Do all children laugh and play or are they toys just needing to be put away?
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*Anj3lla Feb 5, 2013   General Artist
Beautiful words Blue. :heart:
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*bluedragoneye Feb 5, 2013
as are yours :iconbowplz:
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*Anj3lla Feb 5, 2013   General Artist
:bow:
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~zrose1996 Jan 31, 2013
"In the beginning we all fell-in the end we all shall fall", i think that stands out the most! But what does that mean?
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*Anj3lla Jan 31, 2013   General Artist
When we are born we "fall" into life....whatever your beliefs...when we die we fall to our death.
That is my favorite line out of the poem as well...
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