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Meticulous Magic
As the raven walks up to the Phoenix, delicately, with its head bowed in armoured amusement; carrying curious questions. Why would you allow yourself to die over and over again. You, just as I, are a messenger. We behold power not known to this world, and yet you die for them. Only to come back to put forth majesticy to die again. How can you do that for them?
Miss RiddlePublished about a year ago in PoetsEthereal shores
In a realm of dreams, where reality bends, A charming cottage on clouds suspends.
Mimi IonelaPublished about a year ago in PoetsImmurement
We all know youβre dead, you just donβt know it yet. Bones will become brittle, blood will evaporate. Tendons will hardened, skin will calcify. A coffin above the ground. A sarcophagus that lies in wait. History will judge you and finally seal your fate. Was there any doubt in your undeniable guilt? Your tomb will lie undisturbed and unraided. Bedouin tribes will keep your name silent. The desert will claim you as a lost traveler. Nomadic wanderers will leave you in forced peace. This denouement will climax and abruptly cave in on you. Future theives will never know you existed. Your origins will simply convert into energy and vaporize. It will be the last thing you ever do. Your gift to humanity is not your confession but your absence when we are finally rid of you. A vanishing provoked by hostile hands. You made your bed and we will strap you down to it. A gradual decline in your capabilities. Imprisonment is not enough punishment. We must rejoice in your eventual decay. Your years of torment have ceased and we look forward to a world that no longer exists with you in it. Your sentence will echo in the chambers of the pharaohs. Silent are the voices you took. Silent is now what becomes of you. This world is finally through with you.
Anna TorresPublished about a year ago in PoetsMerry Heart That's Full Of Cheers
A merry heart that's full of cheer Can heal the wounds and dry the tear It brings a smile to faces sad And makes the troubled heart feel glad
π½ππππ πΏππππPublished about a year ago in PoetsThe teacher shouted from the
"A test! "The teacher shouted from the desk. This ordinary sentence in the classroom like a thunderbolt, a stone stirred up a thousand layers of waves, triggered a heated discussion among the students. I didn't know there was an exam!" "How can I take the test when I haven't memorized any books?" Yes, I originally thought that there is no exam, the words and phrases are not memorized well, how can this test ah! Outside the sky was dark and dark, and dark clouds covered our nurturer, the great sun. My heart is as dark as the clouds outside, and I keep asking myself: why don't you finish learning the words? 'Be quiet! The teacher shouted, "Today is a temporary decision to unify the English test, you do well. I will post the results in the parent group." I regret: why to be lazy not to memorize words? From the teacher handed down the white paper, I seem to have seen the score on the paper. The scores on the paper like the life on the book of life and death determines our life and death, I like to see the scores on the paper, with a red pen to write zero points. I began to do the test paper, the single choice and judgment questions were not difficult for me, relatively easy to fill. But when I turned to the back, the words "writing section" made me despair. Well, I haven't memorized any words. How can I fill in the blanks? Sure enough, I barely knew the rest of the words and ended up filling in a few answers without even guessing. The clouds in the sky became more gloomy, black and pressed together, as if it was collapsing, the sun was completely covered, the teacher had to turn on the lights. The rain came down harder and harder. In the sky, the dark clouds between thunder and lightning, like the scream of the banshee, like the soul of the cry, very creepy. In addition to regret and fear, I blamed myself more than ever. Why did I refuse to work hard? I know I did not do well, let my teacher and mother down."A test! "The teacher shouted from the desk. This ordinary sentence in the classroom like a thunderbolt, a stone stirred up a thousand layers of waves, triggered a heated discussion among the students. I didn't know there was an exam!" "How can I take the test when I haven't memorized any books?" Yes, I originally thought that there is no exam, the words and phrases are not memorized well, how can this test ah! Outside the sky was dark and dark, and dark clouds covered our nurturer, the great sun. My heart is as dark as the clouds outside, and I keep asking myself: why don't you finish learning the words? 'Be quiet! The teacher shouted, "Today is a temporary decision to unify the English test, you do well. I will post the results in the parent group." I regret: why to be lazy not to memorize words? From the teacher handed down the white paper, I seem to have seen the score on the paper. The scores on the paper like the life on the book of life and death determines our life and death, I like to see the scores on the paper, with a red pen to write zero points. I began to do the test paper, the single choice and judgment questions were not difficult for me, relatively easy to fill. But when I turned to the back, the words "writing section" made me despair. Well, I haven't memorized any words. How can I fill in the blanks? Sure enough, I barely knew the rest of the words and ended up filling in a few answers without even guessing. The clouds in the sky became more gloomy, black and pressed together, as if it was collapsing, the sun was completely covered, the teacher had to turn on the lights. The rain came down harder and harder. In the sky, the dark clouds between thunder and lightning, like the scream of the banshee, like the soul of the cry, very creepy. In addition to regret and fear, I blamed myself more than ever. Why did I refuse to work hard? I know I did not do well, let my teacher and mother down.
gipsy portobancoPublished about a year ago in PoetsI kissed Julietπ
My mind was pondering like a warrior. My heart was groping your Devotion. I hungered with my wondering of hopeful lust to kiss you.
HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)Published about a year ago in PoetsA Tale of Hearts Intertwined, Trials Endured, and Love's Endless Resonance
In the realm where hearts entwine, A tapestry woven, divine. Love, a flame that forever burns, In every soul, it deeply yearns.
Aisha AtifPublished about a year ago in PoetsWhen Life Gets Rough
When life gets rough and we're feeling low It's hard to see which way to go The weight of troubles can drag us down And leave us with a heavy frown
π½ππππ πΏππππPublished about a year ago in PoetsHumor In Life
A sense of humor, oh how it helps Like shock absorbers for a car's yelps When life throws bumps and jolts our way We can laugh and bounce back each day
π½ππππ πΏππππPublished about a year ago in PoetsFor Pam, on Our Special Day
You've walked with me through fire and freezing rain Sailed seas of doubt with neither chart nor star Flown wildly over desolate terrain
Dana CrandellPublished about a year ago in PoetsContemporaneous
Dancing across the parallel universes Intuition tells me you are out there Skirting the edges of my mind Timing your arrival in microcosms
Cindy CalderPublished about a year ago in PoetsLife's Play Unfolds
Life's play unfolds before our eyes, A drama full of highs and lows, We laugh, we cry, we love, we try, And through it all, the story goes.
π½ππππ πΏππππPublished about a year ago in Poets