Names do not matter;
Beyond our mere existence -
God is still the same.
Love SongDon't choke the love out of meLove Song by Filosofia
prodding incessantly for words and expressions;
I know you hoped my love for you
would move me to speak in gushes of verse,
but if the river were to dry
neither you nor I
could force it to do otherwise;
your frantic pales of spilling water, your harrowing spades
would only deepen the wound in the earth.
Lifeless it will flow
still it will die.
If gravity should command a different course
who are we to argue with the earth?
In vain, they hurl their should's and should-not's
wrapping their minds in shroud upon shroud
their hearts, pulverized -
cast in casts of error
infests the darkness; a fear of pain.
The sight of blood to the eyes is fine -
but the mind
(seeking refuge in the blind)
refuses to see hearts bleed, and die.
Don't choke the love out of me;
the love is gone, and you're choking me.
SpeedSpeedSpeed by Filosofia
is distance over time.
Distance is separation
the crack, the void,
a pain to be savored.
Time is passing
there's not enough to waste
in circular definitions;
time is a line, without a curve.
speed is the wind
blowing through your hair
not the numbers you stare at
as the world passes by.
...Your warm hair's a sonnet,... by Filosofia
Your scent is a song
Your smile is a painting
Of where I belong.
Your voice is my prayer
Your lips are my wine
Your heartbeat, my temple;
Pristine and divine.
Your eyes a deep well
A sweet ode to glee
Your confident gait;
Yet these words are naught
But insult to Time
For you are a poem
In no need of rhyme.
BlindMaybe her voiceBlind by Filosofia
Whispered through your ears
(in your mind)
Feels like her silky wisps of hair
At your fingertips
Maybe her smile
Brighter than the sun
Reflected in her eyes
Melts the world
Into the palm of your hand
Leaving you lost
In a space-less void
Sweet as honey, intoxicating as wine
To you she's all that is pure and divine
But I swear by the star where our fates intertwine,
No heart could ever love you as mine.
Therefore is winged cupid painted blind
The Mourning SongSo the memories fall to pieces,The Mourning Song by meathear8
Shatter like precious glass,
And the smiles are unseen
In the blazing sun.
So the tune fades into the night,
A mourning song rips through,
And tears fall from faces unknown,
As the world cries along.
The mourning song turns and twists,
Like a river in its world,
It slowly reaches the highest peaks,
And trembles alone to mourn the past.
prayerall praises and thanks are god's,prayer by XxscorpiusxX
the lord of the mankind.
the most gracious, the most merciful,
the only ruling judge of the day of resurrection,
you alone we worship,
and you alone we ask for help.
guide us to the straight way,
the way of those on whom you have bestowed your grace,
not of those who earned your anger...
The FloweringNo further steps to wander forwardThe Flowering by x-outsider-x
and all the backward trails are gone
Valleys and peaks dissolve the puzzle
existence shrinks when looked at in sections
can stop time.
Sideways logic -
one breath takes miles
one eye sees into forever
Ignoring the laws of physics takes time
put your mind out of it and see that it's all illusion
When you abandon it is when it's found
make the beginning an end
and end all your beginnings
Compassion flowers over all feeling fields
as the great project begins inside a single buttercup.
The WarriorThe Warrior by ca4xxx
How much time is left on your clock
Do you know that it could end tomorrow
Feel it in your heart what needs to be done
Restraint by fear you agree to be caged
Make your death part of every decision
That is the only solid ground
Your life will grow in strength
Nothing can shake those foundations
It takes a warrior of great skill and courage
To walk the fine line between life and death
Neither care nor fear for either
Restrict the attention to the present
Where infinity resides
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