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jia Jul 2021
i am just a vessel,
a rotting human body.
who's always longed to be cradled,
but I have nobody.

i am just a vessel,
a display of pure loneliness.
who's desire is all to be nestled,
despite all the emptiness.

i am just a vessel,
nothing more than that.
has always been the lesser,
waiting for the time I'll rot.
The Untold May 2021
I can't reignite it
    I can't go back
         I only sit helplessly
             Waiting for your return
                  Then I'll be a shadow
An art in your heart.
It will be easier to let go by then.
The Untold May 2021
You are a student of science
I am a student of art and science.
Space is art,
Space is science.
It's illusion -
peace.
But -
When you want to get back to earth
I'll be long gone-
a supernovae
Maybe I'll be venus to strike your morning sky,
And just maybe I'll be lucky enough to see you wake up with her in your arms.
Once it's gone, it's gone.
Luke Dec 2020
She doesn't stroll on water
But makes a drop taste sweet,
There are no wings upon Her back
But you'll hover off your feet.

Whenever She glides into a room
No halo on Her head,
Her presence transforms any traces of doom,
Your spirit will be fed.

With hope for all the future
What was blindfolded before,
Bursts in rays of colour
As She takes you on a tour.

All unanswered questions, hey!
"What is the meaning of life?"
She answers with a single smile,
To children, husbands, wifes.

If She had a halo
She would lock it in a chest,
Far be it from Her, She thinks,
To feel She is the best.

That modesty, those charismatic
Eyes, that shining aura,
Enough to make a dying spirit
Rise from out the corner

   But who guards the Angels?
Who keeps watch?
Protecting such an important being,
It's not a job to botch.

For though She doesn't know it
If life's cruelty makes Her stumble,
Then other souls who matter,
Could end up in downwards tumbles.

It isn't fair, the pressure,
Living Her life for everyone,
And this is how the shackled Wolf,
Has burst into the sun!

Chained and tortured, the Lone Wolf
Eventually was blind to light,
He needed a purpose, a mission in life,
Else die in dark and fright.

So now, inspired by an Angel,
He has finally seen the way,
Manacled but inspired,
He grows stronger every day.

The Wolf will never be as strong
As She who breaks chains for everyone!
But as long as She can turn to him,
All that matters to him is done.

She protects the people from,
The cruel, the nasty, the foul,
And any who try to move in Her way,
Will hear the Lone Wolf's growl.

So if you feel a glow one day,
At you the Angel may well be shining,
And running at Her heels, Her faithful servant,
Will no longer be whining.
For JC, my light in dark places
Jeremiah Mhlongo Dec 2020
𝖶𝗈𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾,
𝖨 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾, 𝖨 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾,
𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋?
𝖬𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐 𝗁𝖾𝗋,
𝖢𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗌,
𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗇𝗈 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗇𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌,
𝖬𝗒, 𝖬𝗒, 𝖮𝗁 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗅𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗆𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋?
𝖨𝗇 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗉,
𝖫𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗆𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗉,
𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝖨 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗉.
the one I love belongs to another, she belongs to another, how unfair of love
Francesca Rose Aug 2020
The sand is coarse among the waves,
The foamy froth curls, rants and raves,
The grainy ground is wet and packed,
And seaweed from the ground is hacked.

Plucked from stormy shallows dark -
bold fish swims among the shark.
Twisting in the deeper pools,
Threads of green unfurl in spools.

Monster beyond comprehension,
Slim limbs hanging in suspension.
Serpent lurks in Blue Lagoon,
Carved in its scales a single rune.

Magicks infuse currents strong -
powers deep and tendrils long.
The shrouded spirit, great insurgent,
Mairocant, the last sea serpent.
catsmeow Jul 2020
What does the moon behold?
To make him lift, crumble and fall.
In treacherous hands of humanity,
One lies in truth; one in cruelty.

Propel the waves for he endures pain.
He whom words engraved, a humming of sorrowful rain.
Trust no one but no one is himself, a man.
Love someone but not the likes of one to bawl and come undone.

Sniffing around, he found no company,
The new diversity shivers an epiphany.
"Shall I devour my flesh?" He asked himself,
To felt the numbness? Or to taste the hell?

He fought for comfort,
The lone wolf cried,
The image of stars went gray,
Seek no more, a starry night.

"Ouvre les yeux"
Frozen mouth uttered declairing war,
Starts from match
Now, he's ready now to walk through fire.
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