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You looked out the window
screams shook the building
the world slowed
flames licked at paper
at metal - at flesh.
Buildings falling fast
weary of standing amongst hell
gasps and flighted feet
run to escape the terror
of buildings that stand no more.
Twisted metal
a torn sculpture of pain
once monuments of power
lay only as debris
like snow in late-summer.
Hearts cry out
souls have been lost
among the snow that could never warm
the thousand hearts
forever torn apart.
A flame of hope
burns as the rubble is cleared
and as long as we all shall live
they will not die in vain
for tomorrow is always a brand new day.
screams shook the building
the world slowed
flames licked at paper
at metal - at flesh.
Buildings falling fast
weary of standing amongst hell
gasps and flighted feet
run to escape the terror
of buildings that stand no more.
Twisted metal
a torn sculpture of pain
once monuments of power
lay only as debris
like snow in late-summer.
Hearts cry out
souls have been lost
among the snow that could never warm
the thousand hearts
forever torn apart.
A flame of hope
burns as the rubble is cleared
and as long as we all shall live
they will not die in vain
for tomorrow is always a brand new day.
Literature
Succumbing to Water
"Succumbing to Water"
A million snowflakes descending,
each one
different.
Which watery design
is your death?
Perhaps it is
the foamy monstrous walls
rising
rising
falling.
You're crushed by an ocean.
Or the river pulls and
you drift along.
Deaf ears don't hear
the resounding smash
of water
breaking like glass on deadly rocks.
Blind eyes refuse to see
the edge.
Maybe a drop of rain
touches you, tracing
a line on your face
and
you
Literature
Water
(Your POV)
It’s like liking a wine. A pure, alluring, irritating, mindless and lovely glass of wine. You get in the habit of one- not one like a drug , but still one to take you pretty over the edge. It’s tasty, mindless and your lost like a love lost fool. You get over it eventually, like you would with a past love or crush. What you need, what you want and always did was… water. The only thing that can cure you, ease you and give your mind relief is a glass of water. Because water is pure, healthy. It does not deceive your mind like other juices and illustrious things. It lets your mind breathe, think and live- it lets
Literature
Liquid esteem
Liquid gold and silver swirling around each other from inside a diamond syringe, pointed at the inner crook of my elbow. I press down on the plunger, touching the constantly mixing potion with a worthless rubicund drip of blood as the needle presses in. The diamond pumps with hope, vigor, promises of okay-NOW-we're-going-somewhere, it'll-work-this-time, and I can only trust its words to hold fast for me. For the five minutes after injection, my skin and hair and eyes glow, alongside sudden bursts of "Oh my god I mean something" "I'm not worthless" "Fuck maybes, I know I can do this" "You know what, I'm gonna wear the best damn dress I own and
Wrote this at the beginning of the day.
Finally able to write something about 9-11
It's taken my heart that long to find the emotions
I wanted to express.
I hope you all can appreciate this one...
Finally able to write something about 9-11
It's taken my heart that long to find the emotions
I wanted to express.
I hope you all can appreciate this one...
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I feel a crazy sense of fury and fire.
It's like a bomb hit and the fire is flying everywhere. There is no peace until after the smoke has cleared and several reason's to cry are evident. The smoke, ashes, the blood.
Tragedy
I feel in this poem.
-doomit
It's like a bomb hit and the fire is flying everywhere. There is no peace until after the smoke has cleared and several reason's to cry are evident. The smoke, ashes, the blood.
Tragedy
I feel in this poem.
-doomit