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RadiantThe light of day drains from the sky,
Trickling in channels to the earth.
Clouds curl amongst it,
Like wrinkles etched to its skin.
Coiled to the rope of time, the sun sinks on cue,
Lower and lower it goes..
The air is still. Quiet and cool.
A fire of colour erupts, shimmering and scattering the air,
across the horizon like a candle brought to life,
the sky explodes with vibrant colour, that a-blazes golden light.
Bursting at the seams, the sky is filled, it fills,
with the essence of the day departing.
Farwell my day, farewell.
Of Water and WarOf Water and War
As we, as one, were riding through darkness
We could not see the foggy misty dress
Of the lovely line of light dancers
Disappearing, fading, fainting in fierce
There was flying black sheeps over my hat
Crying grey tears, made of cold and of salt.
They ran with the wind. They broke on the sail,
They ran through our clothes, they built the deep veil
And forced our eyes to anchor on.
We saw the teeth trying to swallow us
Like a shadow with only one purpose
To take us down into the soul of Earth
To bring us down in the abyss of Earth
There was fury, there was a noiseless blow
The light dancers came back in the shadow
Before they disappeared in deep silence...
We heard there sons. Came and crashed with violence!
And forced our ears to feel the pain.
Men were shouting. Ropes tied around their waist
Defying nature, climbing up the mast
Fighting the invisible fuzzy sky
And the fury of the tide, his ally
Dominating us with his flashing bolt,
He sent up knights to break our revo
Braving the StormRaging winds howling loud
and fierce drops pouring from the cloud
that drags above our ship;
mad waves making the vessel tip.
"We're done for!" a crewman cries.
The captain scowls, "I won't believe lies."
He turns the wheel with all his might
and battles on through the night.
"Captain!" the first mate calls
as the middle mast and sail falls.
The roaring waves flood the deck;
this ship in the ocean is a mere speck.
"Keep fighting men!" rings a yell
from the captain. "We'll battle hell!
No demon, nor storm will win
for we have committed no sin!"
With gleam in his eyes and smirk on his face,
he let out a roar that shook the place.
"Storm and devil, you won't have my soul
for in fear I am made whole
by the one who saves us all
so that we might not fall
and be damned to hell.
My story, I shall tell!"
That night, the crew won
and soon light came from the sun
as the storm ceased to rage
and life was flipped to a new page.
Raindrop Poetry I, sleeping soundly in my corner spot,
had noticed not the rippled dripping
bereft of right to hit the ground—
denied the chance to habit;
the drops, insistent, tap
against the panes by
The One I AdoreYour gentle smile is a cool, spring day
That tacitly wishes me good morning.
Your sweet words affect me in such a way
That my heart can't help but be adoring.
Your soft touch, your hand brushing over mine
Always bestows me the warmest feelings.
The loving thoughts you tacitly consign
To my heart are oh so endearing.
Your beautiful eyes stare into my own,
Tacitly saying sweet things in my ear.
They say that you are mine, and mine alone.
They say that forever, you'll hold me dear.
Hold me close with your radiant allure
And I'll tell you "you're the one whom I adore"
UntitledYou bowl in and bellow
A stiff stare, no "hello"
Or "how do you do, there?"
But ear-splitting rings of
"Your life's going nowhere;
Well? Don't just stand there:
Appease 3me! And trust me, nothing short of perfect
Will please me.
Between you and I,
across this..." war-strewn "...counter-top
I hold the chains on you and I'll never stop
'Til my arms grow tired or your heart stops
You're moving too slow,
Can't you grasp that i'm very important
And bathing in fortune
And clearly have somewhere impressive to go?"
That i'm not worth the breath
You're recycling everyday, i digress
And i bless you, my lord
Do you wish for anything more?
I just need to be sure
Because i've failed you before;
Could i follow you around
And carpet the ground
That you walk on
So that your feet don't get sore?
Perhaps if I reroute my wages directly into your pocket?
The loose change could fund you
A masterful mural
Where hundreds of fans upon hundreds would flock it!
Write ThingI aughta rock a lot of acapella
hip hoppin' to the tip top of the pillar
then droppin' them thoughts that are killa
can't stop em whether or not you got an umbrella.
Fella fell in the feelings stopped and pondered forever.
Hanging on the cross
doing us all a favor.
I love you
Until then unleash peace
and heal this world, please
I don't really know what they need,
I just pray I'm doing the right thing.
The artist of TransformersThe artist is a big fan of Transformers and draws cute transformer chibis, nekos , as well as oc to make fans burst with surprise, and beg the artist for more of it. The animation the artist creates wows the viewers thanks to the cuteness of it's animation, he also has friends who are interested in his art, and does the same thing. We would love to see this artist's drawings in the future some day.
Pressure ClearingBrick walls stacked high, heavy on my head.
Light rain dribbling within the cracks, no sunshine, no clear days.
For brick is sturdy and still, lifeless and chilled.
Glass walls stacked heavy above my head.
Light rain dribbling on its pane. all sunshine, no rain, clear days.
For glass is clear, thick or thin, I can always see through it.
Miss lilaceriseMiss lilacerise is a big fan of a character from Naruto, Gaara. She likes art not for fun, but for a living. When viewers like me or anyone else sees her art, it's like fireworks, and blinds their eyes. With cute chibis, and adorable drawings of his favourite Naruto character, she makes view scream with joy and begs her for more.
Happy birthday Miss lilacerise.
VisitorA stirring in the night makes
you slowly lift your head,
Paralysed you glance down
over, across your bed,
Knocking at the window, then
A creaking of the floor,
The noise it stops,
The silence drops,
And then you are a scared.
A glint of a light,
quivers through the night...
Then suddenly a burst of fire
explodes throughout the room,
Filling every darkened shadow with
a vibrant hot red fume,
A figure emerges from the floor,
Expanding 'til it can't grow no more,
Clumps of heavy fur rest
over, across its eyes,
Its twisted spine shapes like
the curve of a half moon,
Whimpers escape your lips,
you shrink beneath to your sheets in fear,
begging that this retched beast,
Isn't really here,
Thunk, thud goes its weighted feet as,
It treads closer, nearer...
And its bloodied claw reaches to you
Everything returns to black.
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