She stood at the gateway, and beyond the doors There was nothing there, nothing left A shadowy rift from which there was no return The words she heard whispered to her were lies A sweet lullaby with empty sounds, hallow promises The nonexistent light lay cloaked in black truth, The fictional warmth held captive in an icy gale They held no comfort, no hope But as her eyes closed, She thought for just a moment Only if
LoveLove is the poets daydream The scorneds lament The sirens voice calling to the sailor lost in an angry sea Love is like the gentle breeze wafting through a sun-baked orchard, warm and sweet Love is a carnival rollercoaster Twisting, turning, winding, your knuckles white, your stomach in your throat, Riding high on an eight ball of adrenaline and dopamine Your heart beating fast and your breath hard to catch and a scream of joy and terror coming from everywhere Your head spinning, mind racing, wondering when the next drop will be, until suddenly It stops And you get
Devious Comments
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"I love you not because of who you are,
but because who I am when I am with you "
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If God is willing to prevent evil but is unable to,
Then He is not omnipotent.
If He is able but not willing,
Then He is malevolent.
If He is both able & willing,
Then whence cometh evil?
If He is neither able nor willing,
Then why call Him God?
I like your signature in your posts. The god poem.
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The Silver Wolf of Eternity
Feel free to come and see my work when you want! You're my guest!
Cheers from Uncle Mou!
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"I love you not because of who you are,
but because who I am when I am with you "
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