Interest in this blog is for those who partake in valuing philosophy and poetry.
Beyond the time to whichWe’ve found it needed to feel,I seem bold enough to love you,In all that has come upon you.There are tragedies so uncertain,And fates so entwined,That I feel a simple need, or simple pleasure,In kissing you, with all kisses never offered. What has fate in store us,In the times we’ve respected our […]
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Too many damnable kisses,Brought thorns to make me bleed,And the face that holds a rose,Between two lips colored by cherry.A sweetness mingles over your form,And all I feel is the seduction. I dart with disarray against your eyes,Those that show glare against mine,Great beauty of feminine doom,Show me your way of a common demise,Rotted are […]
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I am in your arms,With lashes numbered sevenFor each of those studious eyes.Like the beauty made mother,Blessed to be another.You have fires roaring within,And elegance soaring out.Here’s my heart for you,For your kiss, and your shining eyes,The most a stare can behold. I am the Devil of a man,With a Fall that was broken,By the […]
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Poem #1 Thy Pleasing Fetish Feel thy current calling,Between the motioning legs,Crawling upwards,To see the sun and its eyes,To hear the moon for its cries,Love has been the blessing,Though, lust has been the waveOf kisses for our mouths. I feel the smoothness, of fruit,Of orbs of flesh,As softest breasts,Your fetish is a warmth,A beauty to […]
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Come decked in ivory,Blessed face of old beauty.I am beside you, in chair of wood,To and fro, it motions with the pull and push,Of this arid wind.Love has made it clear,To feed us the wine of it.Redness is but a color of my blood,And yet, only life has been the leech,To drain our paradise. A […]
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Romance has bequeathed us,With idealist temperament,Our auras are there to transfixThemselves, upon the Earth’s emptiness.I see you, with face so full of forgiveness,And no more, but the treasure bespoken. I was the giant,The man who smashedThe many insects at my feet.I am but the insect, now,With a diamond I present, freely,For it is my own […]
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Q: What strikes your pity to be so prominent? A: It is because whenever I see a person aiming to engage in Journalism, I see no more than the smile of insanity or excitement. Logic is never in the equation of Journalism, nor in its existence, and femininity has merely encompassed it, like a spread […]
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Where have graces taken thee,When you shielded before fate and misery?You play with the night,Like a bouquet of roses,Sniffed by children, and eaten by cats. Believe me, in my woe,You are the doomed harlot,The failed woman of many curses.Among that god between your legs,There are eyes that cry a sorrow. You glisten by day,To glisten […]
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There are to those, whose face shines among,Upon ivory canvases.Though, yours that faces itself,Upon the stark white shape,Is there for my smears,My kisses.My foiled becoming,Is for you to breathe,As your lips remain idle.It is due to me,I have painted a scene,A sight of a face, so texture-less in textures. No life, I see, among this […]
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We are makers,Of truest intent.Never as disbelievers,To the whole state of our truth,We are sharp deceivers,When unleashing the bitterest tears,But, as lovers, we are stark beautyUpon waves of highest elevation. I am in disbelief for your majesty,And so, I go to embrace you,While a crown of barbs girdles your head,Each laced with the most fragrant […]
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I give thy finger a circle of gold,Before the altar that releases,Our ongoing fulfillment,Of love.Blessed are thee, when you shiver,Under a haze of rising stars,Under a night sky with fevers increasingIn their temperament,And ongoing fervency.How you find yourself locked,In the sky’s open wings,Crying beneath merciful love. I find thy beauty entrancing,Melting away sorrow. This final […]
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Hope is a well that springs eternally the warmth of possibility. Though, for each individual possibility, there should be a guide so that further loss is not eventual, and never inevitable. A leader, that is, should reassure the sorrowful that there is greater light than such a hopeless one can ever consume, to fill whatever […]
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