ReflectionSilver holds to glass,Reflection by GiraffeFeather
Reflections shown of me.
When the mirror cracks,
Someone else I'll be.
Tendrils etched, a maze,
Defining who I see,
A brand new shape of grace
The trenches reach my core,
Contort my soul's comprise,
Ripping through as war
Snaps pieces into lies.
Don't be deceived by past,
Now taken, rearranged.
What's seeping through my cast?
My reflection, see, has changed.
LUMINOUSLeading me as always with her visage towardLUMINOUS by MusicaMagica
Utter demolition, her radiant brilliance
Mashing my fleeting thoughts to an
Incoherent mess of hopeless mumbles,
Nonchalantly placing a foot in my mouth to
Obstruct any chance of a complete statement or an
Unbroken heart to heart from deep within.
So, damn you full moon, for making me feel more awkward!!
StorytellerStorytellerStoryteller by Ridderkvinden
tell me a story.
A fable of wisdom
or a tale of glory.
Sing me a song
of dreams and
Stories of kingdoms rising
and worlds going under.
Draw me a picture
with colours so bright
and spin me a fairytale
to dream of tonight.
PyromaniaI want to see a light show in ochre and dancersPyromania by birdsonqs
two thousand degrees in heat: I want to watch them
all traipse across my bedroom floor with their
encore in grey.
Blistered fingers flicking cigarette lighters
to see an orange pirouette turn for me,
my parents worry that I smell of smoke but they
don't know the reality.
The truth is that you can find me weaving
kerosene trails around the moon and Saturn's rings
telling acorns and oak leaves to enjoy our
favourite disease -
So I flick the lighter once again and speak
to the blackened walls and singed floors:
'Don't fear the kiss of the flame
don't let them douse the burns you reap
don't stop dancing, just don't stop dancing