Poetry

My body is a vessel.
A shell of what I am.
It protects my true self,
My heart, that is loving, but broke.
My soul, that should sing out loud.
The essence of being, that needs nurturing.
My body is flawed only by what people see.
My inner being is flawed by what I need.
One day a person may see both as beautiful as each other.
 
echoed_spirit said:
My body is a vessel.
A shell of what I am.
It protects my true self,
My heart, that is loving, but broke.
My soul, that should sing out loud.
The essence of being, that needs nurturing.
My body is flawed only by what people see.
My inner being is flawed by what I need.
One day a person may see both as beautiful as each other.
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I am going to write something spun off of that. If that is okay with you.
 
echoed_spirit said:
My body is a vessel.
A shell of what I am.
It protects my true self,
My heart, that is loving, but broke.
My soul, that should sing out loud.
The essence of being, that needs nurturing.
My body is flawed only by what people see.
My inner being is flawed by what I need.
One day a person may see both as beautiful as each other.
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Nicely done, and so true
 
Nazz said:
"You started a fire in her soul
But tomorrow came,
And you left her shiverng in the cold
So she gathered what little embers left of her,
As she carefully wispered love to her dieing self,
Now she's a burning forest, as bright as the sun
And all you can do is look at her with awe,
For you'd never imagined that a girl
Looking so fragile and naive,
Would one day become a fire
That you could never ever put out.
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Hey Nazz, truly between words, totally resonate with me xxx
 
I am but a vessel...
An entity of the everlasting,
An echo of a thousand lives,
and of a thousand more...

My life is of experience,
of the old and new.
Of the present, past and future.
And I am experiencing that which
is not yet known or somewhat forgot.

I am the temple of my soul,
an old housed spirit in a body of young.
A cultivated mind with memories...
The memories of my past lives
and the knowledge of my soulmate...

I am a spirit and a body...
My ghost is eternal,
and even as I fade...
I know I'll survive and be reborn.

~May the Force go with me.~
 
DragonLy said:
I am but a vessel...
An entity of the everlasting,
An echo of a thousand lives,
and of a thousand more...

My life is of experience,
of the old and new.
Of the present, past and future.
And I am experiencing that which
is not yet known or somewhat forgot.

I am the temple of my soul,
an old housed spirit in a body of young.
A cultivated mind with memories...
The memories of my past lives
and the knowledge of my soulmate...

I am a spirit and a body...
My ghost is eternal,
and even as I fade...
I know I'll survive and be reborn.

~May the Force go with me.~
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Beautiful
 
Dingleberry Dimpledink dangled her dimpled berries ,she dinked them till her berries popped, now poor old Dingleberry Dimpledink has no dimpled berries to dangle.

Just a bit of fun whilst waiting for my nails to be done :D
 
Once upon a dreary night
Evading a life full of fright
I signed up to OFC
And realized it wasn't just me.
People galore dive through
Lustful thoughts, old and new
A glimpse of flesh lay in sight
That lets their hope take a flight
Then they advance, madly in love
To the vase of pleasure, the whitest dove
Who reeks of glory and indifference
All hoping they would make a difference!
But all dreams get shattered
All hopes on the ground, lay battered.
When 'the whitest dove' quits
Leaving their heart in bits :p
 
I cannot set my soul free.
It is a part of me.
A contaminated tree
of pain, remorse and shame.

I can feel the pain, burning
and my Soul I feel it churning.
My Soul, I feel it burning,
burning off my name

and yet I cannot feel forsaken,
though my Very Life is taken.
And my Muscle, it is broken.
It refuses to be tame.

I cannot tell where you are now.
Nor can I commit to my vow
of telling where you are now
calling out my name.
 
Roses said:
I cannot set my soul free.
It is a part of me.
A contaminated tree
of pain, remorse and shame.

I can feel the pain, burning
and my Soul I feel it churning.
My Soul, I feel it burning,
burning off my name

and yet I cannot feel forsaken,
though my Very Life is taken.
And my Muscle, it is broken.
It refuses to be tame.

I cannot tell where you are now.
Nor can I commit to my vow
of telling where you are now
calling out my name.
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Roses this is beautiful! Can I use this elsewhere please? I'll be sure to credit you as the author.
 
Seven years' worth of time and space
still is not enough to replace
the pain I feel when I retrace
your smiling eyes, your loving face
your visual embrace.

I miss you more than I can say.
They said the pain would go away
with time, but I still hurt, so nay,
they were wrong, and the pains, they prey
on my heart every day.

I do so wish that you were here,
to fill my heart again with cheer,
and through life's quizzes help me steer
my way, on the path true and clear.
We two were quite the pair.

Memories of you can never fade.
Each is a mini shrine I've made.
I visit them when I'm afraid,
to seek your counselling and aid
when life is harshly played.

And every day I think of you,
the cute odd things you'd say and do,
they always make me smile anew.
Tinged with sadness my love is true.
Always dear, I love you.
 
Of woe and galore,
Of merry and blight
Comes the time of the year
To be as jolly as a kid on glee

For its Christmastime indeed!

Laugh, be merry and love... without regret.
For the magic of Christmas comes only
once a year
Live in, the joyful laugh of the young
For one day they'd be old...
and the memories of the olde days
will be the balm of the ache.

Go and celebrate, in joy, peace, merry and galore. May the Christmas time fill your spirit with the magic of joy!

Happy holidays!
 
Inside the caverns of my heart
holds a precious love
but can you unlock it?

Tattered, bruised and scraped
you are not going to stop
My love is so strong

Let me linger for awhile
stars, moons, comets
soar above
Nothing deeper
than my love

Nothin' truer than my love
Nothin' truer than my love
What are you thinking of

Silly, so silly to think you
could be the only one
I should know better
but I'm not the one who
lied

Love is the way into this
Heart
Love is the way to Love

Love is.....
 
i held you while the stars moved
the touch of you made me say
baby, you know how to break
a mans heart.

Holding you close, loving the dream
Oh how you fulfill my every moment
come closer let me explain

She sits back and you don't know
if she'll be coming back
You know that
the pain is coming back again

Cry and cry, save it for the years
fool I'll tell you why, rain is falling
you won't listen to anyone
drops christen you like the invisable
original sin. What does it mean?
What does it mean?

I love you so much...
 
Mysteries abound
You won't be coming back
Gone not a sound

Walking on the sand at dusk
thinking 'bout you
missing the sound of your voice

Sunset is powerful and colorful
I've only had one love
Yours and it was beautiful

Crying for the Sun King
It's over will you help me
from the bitter sting?
 
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