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You are not an islandI have been alone. This man is an island.
The cliffs of my shoulder blades
hang heavy with grief, ore, suffering.
I am draped with the permanence of gravity,
So do not believe that you cannot move.
Come to me, water babes fully grown,

Allow yourself to be swept in salt and ash.
Tumble with your brothers into my arms
and be at peace, at last, on the shore.
I too was once drowned, but I arose
and as the caps melt, all things will erode
For no man is an island alone.

MoonMoon -

Just like the moon in the midnight sky

I stand alone in the dark

Never shining a light of my own

Reflecting the light of others around me

There to comfort lonely hearts until they find a new love

Forever to remain cold and untouched

Yearning the warmth of one to call me own

Just like the moon in the midnight sky

I stand alone in the dark

Sana R

SilenceI seek and search for silence,
For a quiet to sooth my soul
I hunt and track down silence
To bring peace to my aching soul

I search and I search, yet nothing I find
No quiet from the raging storm, no solace for the mind
I cry and I try, yet no silence can be found
And I fear I’ve left my soul here to be drowned

So I looked to the sky to find out why
And a quiet Voice told me to stop and be still
I wondered why I should even try
And I felt my soul shiver with the thrill

I found silence, sweet silence,
For my troubled soul
It’s here, hidden by my God,
Where silence meets my weary soul

Self-RighteousA smart man is one
Who doesn't falter
In the face of certain
Doom

He is a man, nay,
A hero.

Let it be known,
'Cross the world
That this man
Is a man of

Charisma.
Kindness.
Truth.

A true peon of humanity,
A beam of light
Amongst a sea of darkness.

Uncharted, may he carve
His deeds into the deepest
Recesses of history.

LostEvery time I can't find you
do you miss me like I
miss you?
do you wish
that you didn't feel
so alone and ignored?
do you dream
that you belonged?

I wish you
hated the time
we were kept apart
but now
I can't be sure
I'm so lost
and I have
no light to
guide me

We used to laugh
and play like
sisters
but now we
feel worlds apart
Why do you
seem to avoid me?
Where is the time
when we didn't
have a care
on the face of the earth?

Why can't we
stay the same?
why does it have to
change?
What did I do
to make everything
different?
All I wanted
to hear
was that you
still wanted to
be my friend

But now you see

Winter of OldThe year is late and wrinkled;
Holding us in her weathered hands.

We remember when she was young and supple,
Running through the fields of marigold
With sunkissed skin and clear blue eyes.

But now the year is old,
And we must trudge through
A desert of white.

Soon, she shall be reborn
And we can dance under the sun
Yet again.

Color of the SkyThe sky is blue.
But not blue.

You look at me strangely,
Your face talking even
When your lips are still.

You don't understand that
The sky is
Cerulean.
Indigo.
Sapphire.
Azure.

And when the sun is being born
The sky is
Vermilion.
Cerise.
Salmon.
Wisteria.

You see, the sky is never blue.

DevoidThey go through the motions
Each and every day

Stagnant and unmoving,
Yet so fluid and graceful;

Gliding through the streets
Of gray cities with contempt

Do they know how special they are
To fly like that?

Soaring high
No limits
Constraints
Worries

Complete and absolute freedom,
Charting a path towards instinct
Running off a perfectly
Composed internal clock.

Beating, pulse after pulse
They finally land upon a building
Folding their wings to look
At the rest of us.

It's hard to say what they think
But if I had a guess, I'd say,
Limbo looks painful.

Soft DefenderMy army of teddy bears.
Their cuteness fooling many.
A duty to shield me from my nightmares.
When my eyes start getting heavy.
My soft defenders always by my side.
Nothing gets by them, 'cause they're always ready.

KrystalOh, Krystal
Your eyes would light up the world
The things you'd do
The people you'd meet
They'd smile for your every heartbeat
I'm not going to describe your appearance
'Cause I know you'd be beautiful no matter what
Your smile would bring joy to my heart
And your kind heart would bring so much joy
Not just to me
But to every living thing
I'd hold you tight when you have nightmares
And stroke your hair until you sleep
I'd listen to your soft breath
And sing to you your favourite lullabies
Oh, Krystal
I'd love you with every fibre of my being
I'd teach you to play beautiful music
And bring compassion to the earth
I'd teach y

4:00 Insomnia4:00 Insomnia

Every morning.
Bedded by insomnia
Sight, barbed by black
daisies.

It is the same dream,
The fantasia breaks in
My head, splinter
Of light bulb ashes
no fixed
Form
No
Form
Only the cerebral

imagery
It is not a form.

Only
A half pence
Tin, and broken
Oily and screeching
Yet no sound is made.

A waking vision

I cannot wield

The need
That narcoleptic need

You
used

To

Help
me
sleep

s o
s o u
n
d
l
y.

Somewhere

The rain scent, the usual scenery
The dark surroundings, city light spreads
The sight of plane on my window
Passing by, without noticing

I grow weary by crying
Without any shoulder to cling on anymore
While mustering my last strength to walk
Memories of adolscence dreams drift slowly

What I want to do
What I want to become
Are that phrases still hold the meaning?
In the end, it's beyond my reach to decide

Just tell me I am a mistake
Laugh at me, pity me and turn your back
I am fed up with your sugarcoat words
Not even my thousand tears could make a change

Scattered thought, hungry soul
Too much things I was forced to unders

(c)loves and (c)loversi am no artist's muse,
i am no ship's harbor

i am no hero's weaker heel,
i am no good earth's flower

i have never been your lover
nor have i ever kissed you,
- not even once

though i dream of you (c)love-scented,
with lips shaped like a lucky (c)lover's-
kissing you and to be kissed by you
over and
over

i can never profess,
not even confess

note:
even to myself

i stay standing, (b)raving the cold nights,
pretty much batty and bootless

yet again,

the absence of you weighs metric tons on my
ringing ear,
shivering nape, and
repressed should

Best Served ColdOn the menu tonight,
You'll find my heart.
Would you like it served
With a poison dart?

Perhaps you'll enjoy it
On a silver platter
Eat it bit by bit.
Delicious? Don't flatter.

Would you like it
Hot or spicy,
Or bitter or sweet?
Grilled or roasted,
Fit to eat?

Go ahead, just ask, be bold...
But if you ask me,
It's best served cold.

cellshe kissed the sea with bokeh haze & light leaks

cradled herself to sleep with panorama dreams

when she awoke every thing was blurry

she peers through glass & turns to focus

the sand is with her

the rain is falling

these things come in twos, but they never seem to notice

a single cell

warily singing

carefully, wandering

her soul is dripping with

beads of sweat &

no regret

it's an emptiness: i cannot fit

my tiny hands in his

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Computerised HumanityTippity tap, tippity tap,
Don't stop, it's a trap.
Clickity clack, clickity clack,
Too much work, stay on track.

Metalwork, plastic parts,
What are these things you call hearts?
Bottomless pit, endless hole,
Go ahead, sell your soul.

Press your buttons, click your mouse,
Day and night, inside your house.
Fall into the darkest hell,
Molten metal forms a shell.

Turning cogs, moving gears,
This is what I truly fear.
Motorized, computerised,
Humanity's fate before our eyes.

MusingsMusings...What are musings?

They trace along your mind
Fluttering on the borderline
Of subconscious and conscious.

They invade your mind
At the most inopportune moments.
On the edge of sleep
Amidst impossible imaginings.

They demand attention
Once in a while.
They demand to be put on paper.
They order the tasks execution.
They won't leave you alone.
Not until you do.

And sometimes, musings seem
Somewhat unfinished
Like this

But the Moon Speaks No ReplyBounding through the white cold snow,
A silver streak of glistening fur.
The deep and golden eyes,
One could say were haunted,
As the wolf stood alone at the mountaintop
And howled, a ghostly sound.
Crying at the callous moon,
But the moon speaks no reply.

Slicing through the sleet and snow,
Motion meets precision;
Together held in one beast's flesh.
A perfect, elegant balance.
Hurtling to conquer,
The tallest of the peaks.
Swift as a bullet,
Silent as a shadow,
Pounding through the dark, cold night.
Pointing its muzzle at the distant moon,
That everlasting ball of sickly light,
But the moon speaks no reply.

Dancing in be

AloneI feel so alone.
Even the moon
Stares down at me
So coldly.
I can feel ice
Strangling my bones,
Cracking them
Destroying
Even the core.
The dirty whiteness;
I can feel it,
Bleached, slimy and foul
As it runs
Down my cold face
Slithering to my blue toes.
And I know
That the very moon
Disdains me.
I feel so extremely alone.

I feel so alone.
In a bustling mall
Where people jostle me,
Shove me,
Mutter at me
To quicken my pace.
But when people
Glance around,
Not a single look
Lands on me.
Their eyes
Flow over me,
Like I don't exist.
I'm not worth a glance.
Like I am nothing.
A patch of
Overly empty air.

Freedom of a BirdThe golden sand upon the shore,
The salty smell of sea.
The water lapping at our feet,
The sea spray in the gusts of wind.
The crashing of the water,
Beating on the rugged rocks.
All this I can know of,
Standing by the mesmerizing sea.

The trailing lengths of slender rope,
The smoothness of the fabric,
The utmost joy that lifts my heart,
As I watch the brightly coloured kite
Flit across the crests of waves,
In that turquoise ocean.
All this I can feel,
Standing by the midnight blue sea.

I watch the little kite
Skim across the sky,
Ride along the currents,
Dance among the soft white clouds
And waltz partnered with the bree

Die To Be With YouYour hand, so cold, so cold,
Your hand once held in mine.
The plug of a machine pulled,
The ties holding you down cut.

A tear glistens upon an old picture,
A faded one of you and me.
One afternoon of happiness,
One late night out in the dark.

Some place you used to hug me,
Some place where I felt warm.
Why was that driver drunken,
Why did it have to be you.

With a cold gun to my temple,
With your last words in my heart...
I know your spirit soars now,
I know I will join you.

BLAM.

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by ~DarkestNocte, Dec 15, 2012, 4:03:29 AM
Literature / Poetry / Nature / Free Verse

Snowflakes
Adorn the frigid pathway
Grace the frostbitten door
Flutter in the frozen air
Like pristine butterflies
So flawless, so cold.

Glacial winds
Frost the chilled windows
Caress the freezing trees
Lace the artic breezes
Like fine ribbons of ice
So exquisite, so cold.

My heart
Is draped in subzero chains
Wrapped in numbing tendrils
Encased in a frosty cage
Like an alien, locked in a foreign world.
Eternal, everlasting
And so, so cold.

Coldby ~DarkestNocte

Literature / Poetry / Nature / Free Verse

Winter, for me, is perfection captured in whiteness, moments captured in ice, but still, it renders everything it touches so, so cold.
Written for #PoeticalCondition's Contest: A Winter Only World.
Comments and commenters are much loved.

~infinitexxx Dec 16, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

wonderful imagery, <3
submit to #XOWrittenART <3

~DarkestNocte Dec 16, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Thank you! I will, once I get around to it. I'm in China so I only have internet on the weekend

~infinitexxx Dec 16, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

you're in china? that must be so fun! <3
don't worry, you have time <3 have fun in china!

~DarkestNocte Dec 16, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Thank you!

~infinitexxx Dec 16, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

welcome!

*RiseandBe Dec 15, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Love your take on the theme! Very nice work. Good luck in the contest!

~DarkestNocte Dec 15, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

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