Silver WInd

Thank you, yes I rather enjoy that kind of enterplay with the darkness This is done in the style of Diatella, and the syllable cound should be: 1 2 3 4 6 8 10 12 10 8 6 4 3 2 1 Though it is possible I miscounted my syllabels within there somewhere It is a diffcult style espcially with the added ryhme scheme to having to follow a syllabic structure

This is intresting, I really like it, and intresting style it is written in, I really like how it is strcutcured. It is simple and yet potent.

The Darkness Night draws sleep dreams will reap silence descends while somewhere one will weep within the darkness time ascends from the shadows images the mind bends the moon alone left to glow ethereal light while the silver rays weaves, fear it mends a cold warmth to the soul it sends twisted the vines shall creep careful it tends it will seep in sleep night.

Thank you very much

Yes I agree with that

The Invisible Stain How easy it is to turn a blind eye to the pain and suffering we cannot see, If you don't stare it in the eyes, then it must not exist, How convenient all you Hollywood stars, and pop-rockers, wannabe rappers, Claim that you care, get involved in politics ware the badge of humanitarian, all you Afro-Americans, take pride in your heritage when it suits you, But you strut around in your big big diamonds flashing to bling and blang, think you look so cool, What did it cost you, a couple of thou, you won't miss among the millions, but what is the price of a human soul, a life, a child's hand, arm, leg, a poor family trying to stay together, You don't see the bloodstains, how the diamonds bleed and scream silently for what forced sacrifice on the innocence went into putting them in your rings, on your chains, A poor nation harnessed under tyrant rule, squeezed dry to its last drop so you can show off like your some big shot.

Oh wow, this is very poetent and powerful, nicely done. I love the way you referenced the many different gods

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Letter to a Solider (Dedicated to someone very special in my life) Now that it is over you are left sitting in the dark While memories of nightmares keep you awake, and you wish you could take it all away A piece of you lost buried in the desert forever, trying to pick up all the broken pieces I have seen the pain within your eyes, now you feel less then you use to be for all your suffering And now that you are home, so many of your brothers and sisters still fighting for their lives and all for nothing but lies How the youth has lost so much, more then they should barely entering adulthood they have seen more then many an older man ever would Their bodies have been broken and their minds left shattered, and for what you might ask, not to protect you or me not to liberate the oppressed but for one mans war lust and insufficiency So close your eyes and try to sleep, I will wash away your pain, and wipe away the tears.

My Sparrow Sing softly my sparrow and lure me to sleep bathed in moonlight come my sparrow and wake the sun morning dew clings to my body softly the grass dancing in the wind sing to me my sparrow from high in the trees your melody plays against my ear gentle you whisper and I swoon to and fro cradled by the earth my sweet sweet sparrow we are woven together however you sing no one shall hear your voice like me.

Lover’s Doubt Doubt clouds the mind starry eyes search out the answers as fear begins to seize the heart. No truth upon stable ground always another question for a dreamer doubt clouds the mind. Lovers profess faith but are not completely free of the chains starry eyes search out the answers that can only be found deep inside contemplating inescapable as fear begins to seize the heart.

This is done in the style of Rondelet Broken Tear Drop Broken tear drops caught within the reflective light broken tear drops memories pass in liquid plops found in each fragment a new fright and there one shall suffer the blight broken tear drops

Thank you, and regaurding the 3rd line of the last stanza I completely agree with you, I thought about it at the time, but kidn of got stuck, and could not think of what I could add on to try and extend it a bit more.

Hospital Room Even in the darkness one feels oppressed in white starkness fresh flowers brought everyday with unknown names yet everyday the sickness begins to ebb away still one cannot escape how everything looks the same. Light filters in the window outside birds sing delight cards scattered on the table with meaningless sentiment while outside the world passes by without a sigh looking through the blinds trying to justify containment. The door swings open and the nurse crosses the floor within her hand the papers to be signed at last freedom once tasted not to be wasted the pen scrawls the signature unresigned.

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I love this, nicely done, great discriptions. I love Villanella's I alwyas enjoy writing in the style, and it is nice to see from others, for it is not very common these days

Death of Music Sound speaks Rhythm broken down a melody dissected while harmony is logicized soul begins to disappear searching for answers only erases the question diminished to something meaningless. A drop of tear enough to bring the music back revisit what has been stolen by the need to analyze sadness in the scattered parts. Understanding does not always live inside the head, where destructive forces dwell but through the skin absorbing the spirit into the cells to be carried away, not ingested in the heart muscle but the inner heart.

Thank you for your coments, and thanks for pointing that out. It was a typo

The Lady's Decision Caught in the glittering eye of gold the ring turned round within her fingers pale in comparison, the wind whipped against her face in the tussles of fire red break away It whispered while the sea caressed brutally upon the rocks below, the long green reed grasses upon the bluff of her standing wisped around her fawn legs break away The water churned in their midnight tumult, the folds of her dress dancing violently with no gaiety, even the silks as they swished together taunted in her ear break away So the ring flew from her fingers and into the abyss it tumbles while she imagined some gapping kraken swallowed it up and her stomach lurched, her cheeks stained salty, but even her heart steadily said break away

Hehe thank you

This is just a little oddity of mine. Unlike my usual style, but just having a little fun. Running with Scissors Running in circles with scissors while cutting hair in a blind fold schizophrenic musings playing games with myself and always loosing never knowing what the right hand is doing sing when no music is playing and dance to the stop light.

Hehe thank you, I do not normally write pieces like this one, but well I was just sitting in the Hotel room board and started word doodaling so to speak and kind of liked it.

Hotel Snip it quipped on a yawn while white noise blares and a passage of morning light allows only words that make no sense but lets the time pass scribbling on a post-it note or maybe not quite that. but at least it was something unimaginative dribble to amuse the mind

Time Never Ended Fallen feathers like dust in the wind star eyes blacked out tongue gets stuck with every attempt to speak vital muscle pumps life flow crying out the moons light only swallowed in the sky one might wonder the time overflowing to the brim the chalice well only a tear that taste like wine what has been sought was never lost.

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