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perpetual thoughtsSkillful performers rattling in my inner domeperpetual thoughts by ~ncenger
Scratching, scuttling, their way through these ancient halls
Finger across the mantle
Caked dust, my soul is captivated
Smearing it's hostile existence
Sullied my thoughts to direful dreams
The peace, I beg to reconcile
Tottering along the ridged wood planes
Strung together to cross my way
Fraying along the edges
Prepared for doom as my shadow denies my cry
Planks splintering beneath
Falling again, into my immortal abyss of hell
2 pints of coffee later...Starring at the light ambience my computer lusters through my twitching eyes I glance at the outer world I ever so much love and hate. A penguin suited man passing gallantly along his way, holding his head high as a giraffe would to reach that distant branch full of ripe leaves. Swaying his legs like nothing stands in his way. Beaded eyes, shallow and grey while clenching onto his briefcase like he was holding the world. Robotic vibe, yes ma’am, no ma’am, one sugar, decaf probably so his wires don’t get twisted in his ever so straight-lined metal structure. What is it that you carry in that “briefcase” of yours?2 pints of coffee later... by ~ncenger
Customized CaveGaping into the bottomless puddle by my shivering legs only to see my reflection glaring back at my wondering curiosity. Beady eyes, motionless movement, yet a sense of serenity. An artist at heart, soul and mind. I feel the want and need seeping through my very cage that consumes these thoughts. A prisoner on my edge, ready to spread these wings and drift among the open sky. Leaping off this ledge near the line of absolution and motivation to help me soar into my true roots. Roots like a tree, go deep into possibilities, deep into the transition of life above the soil and death beneath the dirtied surface. Absorbing the light, the raCustomized Cave by ~ncenger
LonlinessLonliness by ~OkaroTokohano
I sit here waiting and watching,
For the one to call my own,
Looking for a good reason to sing,
Waiting patiently all alone,
Life can be hard at times,
And worse at others,
Much worse than any crimes,
Is the loneliness that smothers,
So if you are looking, waiting, watching,
For the one to call your own,
Never endless dreams of dating,
Waiting impatiently by the phone,
I myself have no one to hold,
No one to have in loving embrace,
I feel like death is covering me in cold,
No one to bring a smile to my face,
Seize this moment and stop debating,
Get up and look for someone as well,
For the one worth all the figh
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