

SunkLifeless, lost in a sea of swirling sentimentsSunk
Caught in torrents of it, driven in the swells of this hurricane
Squalls of influence and need burden the tattered sails
Sullenly working towards that no good end
Swiftly the angry seas smash and swallow this small schooner
Sorrowful seething waves quash and sink all that remains of this simple vessel.


FixerThe pallid bearer clears the stygian and foreboding pathFixer
He toils, solemn, quietly rugged and solid in truth
Through acumen and aegis the blows are reversed
Perilous this passage that must be traversed
This fixer submitted oneself to these tasks
Without obligation or spoils, patiently he quests
For this adherent appealed to him for this need
This stalwart toiler pushes forward without heed
Tireless and silent he works his trade
This hushed artisan unceasingly rises to her aid.


Blade Angel's TrustBrilliant bristling blades beset this alabaster beingBlade Angel's Trust
The bright believers brashly bid to this bastioned beauty
Bands of the bladed block and bleed all brazen bodies
This bloodied barrier bars all from this brooding bait
Bravely battlers attempt to best this barbed cherubim
The bold all brake to her bulwark, scouring for the blemish in her buffer
Attempting to liberate the beating benevolence within her breast.


EfficaciousQuietly quaffing this chalice of contempt, filled to the brimEfficacious
Beleaguered by my own senses, brash actions of desire, belied by the chased
Uncertain as to the next course of action, and short of motivation
Coldly calculating, careful of mind and mindful of questions, resisting extinguishing this exertion
Fickle fate leisurely to show its edge, time squeaks by as this contention continues
Somnus sacrificed, sanity frayed, trust sullied
Conviction stalwart, and will remains true.
| I guess, I am an amateur photographer and digital artist, and then I am an amateur writer/poet that doesn't like most of the stuff that I write. But I feel like I should share just because there is no reason not to do so... |
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klaha thinks he's a ghost...
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peace in AMEHIKAAAH!
"Thanks I am trying to get used to it."
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klaha thinks he's a ghost...
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peace in AMEHIKAAAH!
laterz
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klaha thinks he's a ghost...
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peace in AMEHIKAAAH!
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