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Battle with the DemonLiquid crystal slides down the pane, marring my vision of clarity. Images become grotesque demons – shapeless and bloated thin and runningBattle with the Demon
Inside I fight my own battle with demons of my own choosing. The images are the same – faceless, clawing at my mind.
Alone I fight, alone I will always be, for demons know no lover, have no need for human touch, and so I am unlovable, untouchable.
They hunt and rob me of myself. They take what they can,
for they can only take w
by =CaronCecilia
When Did My Angel Die?I can fly, but I wanted his wings,When Did My Angel Die?
I wanted the light that he shone,
I wanted the love that he seemed to have,
the love that I never got, here all alone.
Grounded by my obsession, Flightless by my omissions, I looked to the air For my angel with heart-shaped wings.
When did my angel die? for it seems as if I could never find him,
No matter how hard I looked,
something always obscured him from me.
I wonder if I ever knew him at all. Did he visit me in my dreams, haunt me in my nightmares? Was he conjured from my desperate mind? &
by =CaronCecilia
In the EndWhen we rest within the turning earth,In the End
we will know our lack of worth. For resting in our final place we meet our fears face to face.
Knowing that we once wore wings, and lovingly we still whisper the songs the air sings.
But sadly the song begins to fade And with it the memories we've made.
Such simple things they are memories,
loving pictures, that draw us like flowers draw bees.
Our life is forever held in the minds Of the ones we've loved and left behind.
Will it ever mean a thing once we are gone, is there any real reason that we are to
by =CaronCecilia
For My BookahThough land and time and space are between us, fate called us into each other's lives. Different thoughts and ideas, beliefs and gender, still we were drawn together.For My Bookah
Dashing looks,
Devil may care attitude, Infectious laughter; That is my Bookah.
Late night conversations, Sharing secrets, Offering consolation, That is my Noel.
Though we may never meet, One thing is sure; Forever we will remain Friends, artists, confidants, lovers…. No, wait….that's not right…. *grin*
by =CaronCecilia
written por moi
For cheeks.We once were strangers,For cheeks.
Floating on distant planets,
Different rings across different worlds,
I was just a lonely boy, and she a woman, much older then a girl.
We hit it off though,
We strove across the distance to find,
What we had that together made us so comfortable,
Something that was so hard to create, something hard to define.
And now we talk,
And together we create,
For we have found something better, something pure,
and together we foil the world, we live free of their lures.
So sweet and clear,
Our love shall forever stay,
by ~Wombat-Pentagram
For CaronMy love, I feel for you For your words and ink Are not for naught They beat us all down With heaving punches And fiery, twilight breath That burns all it touches And bursts the dams Which hold in the sorrow So do not think You are alone My love, my sweet, Do not spread this lie Even now tears, So deep and bright with rage, Yet feather light with the joy of life, Fall for your heart And fall from me for you, Echoing across the plains To break the silence of your spirit Beacons through this darkest night From death to deFor Caron
by ~RAveN-838
Walled HeartsWalled HeartsWalled Hearts
It makes a stately manor to have wrought iron gate, or high rock wall bidding vagrants tresspass.
Yet there are unwalled yards overrun by weeds and rock where none do tread except perhaps the angels.
Some walls too are without entry, making sheer a new meaning as you wonder at the entombment.
Some have gate if the weary traveler seek, they will find joy if they but enter in.
So too are human hearts! Some walled off, some weed overrun, some inviting still. Oh our hearts!
by *bookbutterfly
Prompt a Day
Waiting for the LightMarshmallow clouds on a wind-swept sunny day run through my mind when at last I can remember. Through all the pain, the sorrow, the heartbreak there is a glimmer in the darkness, and I allow my mind to wander in to the recesses of happier times.Waiting for the Light
Lying with you in a field of heather, looking at the sun to shield the radiance of your eyes, your touch just as searing.
I smile despite myself when I remember
your heart beating in cadence with mine, our bodies relaxed in aft
by =CaronCecilia
Ashesmy flesh screams in delicious agony with every move you make; by me on me in me every move fans the flames of desire deep inside me. your hands run along my skin in slow deliberate circlesAshes
as I sigh and move against you. your eyes darken in lust a
by =CaronCecilia
Fairy FateGrowing up, Cynthia heard about the ring of mushrooms growing in the back yard, but never saw them. The ring held the gateway to the land of the fairies. Cynthia spent many nights as a child dreaming about what it would be like to live in the magical world. She imagined herself their queen. Cynthia never married, had no kids to love. She went through life alone, always dreaming about taking care of and loving someone. At precisely midnight, she would turn seventy-five. Cynthia had plans to sit in the circle of mushrooms and welcome whatever happened. She took sFairy Fate
by =CaronCecilia
FightI see you falling, spiraling endlessly into the mire. I hold out my hand but you do not reach for it. You have given up, dejected by the ways of the world.Fight
I am not strong, I slip and fall, so near the edge. Things come at me from all directions. Look at me, focus on our love. Gradually, ever so slowly, we can get out of this chasm.
Believe in our love, in our lives together. Fight for our love, Because baby, we are worth fighting for.
by =CaronCecilia
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Words Like NeedlesPut the needle in and inject the poison. It burns going in, tearing the vein as it seeps through the body. Final destination, two hearts beating as one.Words Like Needles
Injected by one, felt by two –
pain doubt fear anger Or worse –
by =CaronCecilia
This Mask I WearI am trapped behind the mask I wear. Never showing what I really feel, only what others want to see. The truth masked in lies.This Mask I Wear
I decorate my mask in vibrant colors, beads and baubles adorn, visually pleasing to the eye. Conceal the ugliness behind.
This mask becomes my prison cell. Ever am I held captive by what I feel and what is shown.
I’ve worn this mask so long The edges are no longer seen, hard to grasp when it’s time to come off. Difficult to tell
by =CaronCecilia
When the Heart CriesRed streaked lines like pinstriped walls. Flowing freely, careless in its path.When the Heart Cries
Dripping with pain so intense as to be unbearable. Slit just below the tissue, Paper-cut thin.
The heart is crying, tears of sorrow fall like rain upon the ground.
When the heart cries, there is no consolation.
by =CaronCecilia
Death Becomes Youdeath is so…unbecoming – if it isn’t planned right. it takes you by surprise. you can’t chooseDeath Becomes You
- how you look - where you are - who you’re with
ah, but if you could – do your hair and your makeup perfectly arrange yourself in an attractive manner close your eyes softly make your face serene…
all that’s left are the goodbyes. take a deep breath, let it all out, let the plan take action. goodbye all my loves
by =CaronCecilia
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When Did My Angel Die?I can fly, but I wanted his wings,When Did My Angel Die?
I wanted the light that he shone,
I wanted the love that he seemed to have,
the love that I never got, here all alone.
Grounded by my obsession, Flightless by my omissions, I looked to the air For my angel with heart-shaped wings.
When did my angel die? for it seems as if I could never find him,
No matter how hard I looked,
something always obscured him from me.
I wonder if I ever knew him at all. Did he visit me in my dreams, haunt me in my nightmares? Was he conjured from my desperate mind? &
by =CaronCecilia
In the EndWhen we rest within the turning earth,In the End
we will know our lack of worth. For resting in our final place we meet our fears face to face.
Knowing that we once wore wings, and lovingly we still whisper the songs the air sings.
But sadly the song begins to fade And with it the memories we've made.
Such simple things they are memories,
loving pictures, that draw us like flowers draw bees.
Our life is forever held in the minds Of the ones we've loved and left behind.
Will it ever mean a thing once we are gone, is there any real reason that we are to
by =CaronCecilia
Dream GardeningI tie knots into the tops of long grasses I tie knots into the tops of long grasses Wind blows through, rustling my memories Wind blows through, rustling my memories My memories tie rustling of wind into knots, The grasses blows long tops through IDream Gardening
Only the nightingale sings to the moon Only the nightingale sings to the moon Her pathway is laid with silver over water Her pathway is laid with silver over water Water over the moon sings to her pathway Only silver is laid with the nightingale
Other birds sleep through my dreams Other birds sleep through
by =CaronCecilia
Sneak Cat and Love's TattooLove is an old school tattoo. Love is an old school tattoo. Gaudy bright colors bleed down your arm. Gaudy bright colors bleed down your arm. Down? your bright tattoo is love. Gaudy school colors bleed an old arm.Sneak Cat and Love's Tattoo
Everyone envies your new tattoo. Everyone envies your new tattoo. Jealousy sneaks up on cat feet. Jealousy sneaks up on cat feet. Jealousy feet, tattoo envies.
Your new "everyone" cat sneaks on up.
But soon, the colors dim and fade away. But soon, the colors dim and fade away. A shadow, cause love kills slowly. A shadow, cause l
by =CaronCecilia
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Replenishrains quench Mother Earth,Replenish
kissed by her Sister Sun’s heat.
she gives birth to life.
by =CaronCecilia
The Seduction of a Gun”Look at me.”The Seduction of a Gun
My eyes stroke your body. Dark and steely. I want you near me.
”Touch me.”
You warm to my caress. Smooth and hard. I crave your embrace.
”Hold me.”
I lay my head against you. Calm and reassuring.
I sigh in pleasure, for
You are strongest
When I am weak. You call to me
When I am alone. You love me When I am unloved.
You comfo
by =CaronCecilia
Pieces of SilverHow many pieces of silverPieces of Silver
did you receive
for betraying the Son of Man? Betraying the One who is Love,
yet receives not our love.
Our transgressions are sold, sin for silver, Justification the enemy. Sin Is Sin Even if we try to sugar-coat it
To taste better in our mouths.
Do not despair, children! For Love itself
will take our silver sins, and replace them w
by =CaronCecilia
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Weep NotWeep not for me, my loves, For I am ever near. My soul wanders in heaven above, While my body rests here. Angels sing my lullaby, In the bosom of God I sleep. So celebrate our times gone by, My children, do not weep.Weep Not
by =CaronCecilia
Blind LoveI love you, you know I do. You see it shine through my eyes; You feel itBlind Love
when I touch you. Why can’t you acknowledge it?
by =CaronCecilia
A Trick of the LightHe loves when the moon is full.A Trick of the Light
He lies there quietly, knowing she comes to him.
In the light, he sees her shadow, gliding across the floor.
Her form dances as he watches her approach.
No words are spoken, her footsteps make no sound.
He is content to lie there, always watching, never touching.
For if he reaches out, he is reminded that she is only a shadow, a memory brought to life by a trick of the light.
by =CaronCecilia
Stolen MomentWalking back to your place, hand in hand we stroll quietly. The fluorescent light casts a soft glow, not unlike the moon in the distance.Stolen Moment
It was a good night. Feeding each other sushi, laughing like teenagers at the other patrons. Feeling sorry for them, for they will never have what we do.
As we near your door, our mood turns somber, for this is where it must end. You have yours. I have mine. We are not each other’s.
We fall against your door, smiles forgotten. You fold me into you and I hear my heart sc
by =CaronCecilia
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