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Girl of My Dreams
Tally one for days past,
At present still remembered.
Nil for today, at last,
For your presence it still lingers.
My dreams are full of you,
And In my waking hour, you echo,
There is naught for me to do,
Save hope you let me let go.
I stay awake at night,
Because when sleep comes it seems,
I must concede my plight.
You are the girl of my dream...
Tuesday 16th December 2014 5:47 am
The Monster
She was born from a parent
who left her at a young age
to be raised by a monster.
This monster created
such fear and depression
for this poor young girl.
The monster she feared
was there everyday waiting
for when she got home
or for when she woke.
The monster she didn't love
broken her down far too much
that even a thought of it
or the thought of being home
would make her panic.
...
Friday 28th November 2014 4:58 pm
Free Write - Little Souls
Wishing humble resolution, reversed on both ends of a lucid looking glass. Hoping hopelessness, Remembering remnants, miniscule moments. What could have been different my innocents, pieces, parts, carbon copies of the softened edges of my sanctified soul. Forever asking for your eternal forgiveness. Unable to forget the forgetable fear, between your eyes.... And mine. The moment, minute, of ...
Sunday 19th October 2014 3:37 pm
FIREFLY (Revised)
Majestic flames
Yellow to ochre
Leaping sparks
Out of Hades
Aimless spark, Oh
Delightful ember
Of Lilliputian beauty
Fragrance akin to
Burned incense
On hot charcoal
Lovingly
Lying low, in state
On the Tuareg
Carpet of dreams
Kaleidoscopic flames enhance
Subtle shades
(C) Daniel Dwyran
Wednesday 8th October 2014 9:42 pm
The Faol's Tale of Forsaken Love
Leader of his own pack,
A high slope, only to his lonesome self,
Lost connection toward the skys tired eyes,
Ears tucked in deepening sulk.
He'd given up on prey's prayful ease,
Wrapped in dolefuls constructed salute,
As if every pelt surrounded him in scorn,
Soon forgotten travail, a yelp inflicted his oiled mood.
Cascading into his perception, he had seen a limb...
Sunday 5th October 2014 5:59 pm
An Angel Bathes In Tears
An Angel Bathes In Tears
Diniel rested for a second
and turned his eyes away
from those that he was caring for
and in that moment all was lost.
Now he bathes in the cascades
of acidic human tears
that flood the world with grief.
Erosive and corrosive
at the passing of infant souls
in a war that has no meaning
in a world that has no morals.
Now his dainty angel features
disappear unt...
Friday 25th July 2014 2:30 pm
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