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Beloved earth - Geliebte ErdeBELOVED EARTH (ENGLISH VERSION)

From faraway worlds I came,
In love for this earth, in Love for the human beings,
I created a bond with the moon, the one who is most similar to me.
The companion in dark times, she sines bright for all dark souls,
like my heart for the earth...

I've seen a lot of suffering,
I have experienced much suffering,
and yet, after such a long time, I still see the beauty in this world,
see the beauty in people.
The creativity of them inspires me again and again,
they have ideas, dreams, wishes,
And need just a spark that gives them courage
that shines for them,
Who is there for them,
directing them.
I want to give t

Morteguerre

à baisser blanc la tête
que la pierre ouvre au ciel
jugement morne à l’aune
de tes enfouissements

morsure des batailles
mortes

tenir droit dans la roche
cassée d’air et de neige
à blanchir l’herbe de
tes os
partir vierge d’empreintes
poudrées à la va-vide
et ruminer l’hiver
à l’angle d’un cadavre

morgues batailles torves

vois le sel se dissoudre
dans un soleil
stupide

Frantz, mai 2013

UrbanThe broken paving stones provide a niche within an unforgiving world,

Tenacious weeds have multiplied around these narrow opportunities

these stringy plants are fitted for survival against the odds, each one

pitching its separate claim to life. Beneath the ruptured slabs, spindle

filaments of roots seek sustenance in gritty soil, dark and moist. in pockets

Too shallow for the ornate costumes of the pampered rose.

No horticultural art is practiced here, in this harsh universe

resources must be hoarded, so close to the void of the lifeless these survivors

grow. For them the season of flowering is brief:

A New Chapter.

Between worlds I stand,
But who am I, I do not understand,
With promises in my hand,
I only see them as concepts in the end.

From far I came,
And flesh I have became,
I was given a nickname,
And I was the one towards all of you aim,
Am I truly the one to blame?

We came to help you,
In what you should pursue,
To help you grew,
Towards what once you knew.

Limits, Codes and Matrix,
These are all but tricks,
And the new generations future, the skeptics predicts?
No wonder they are in mist.

You show compassion when we are near,
You create pain and fear when we are far,
Do you even care about the Planets scar?
Which you made with your selfish w

Wild HostThe Dead live on in the bellowing winds
and the Wild Host descends upon my house
the Barrow-Wights released from slumber
with Woden at their head.
For dust calls up and the Blood demands an answer
in mighty circles nine Worlds spin,
so pausing with the Age of the Wolf
according to Holy Wisdom’s wiles.

Tilt your head and listen
as the Song of the Dead rings out
what frightens the young and draws out the bold
puts its masque on a thousand sounds.

The howling of the Varg,
the pounding of the Etin-drum,
the hring-ring timing of the Dwarven smithy,
and the sound of Heimdall’s horn
have all been cast into the Wind
and added to the Hym

Mantra of Ascension.

I was sent to Heal, Hear and Help,
I was sent to witness,
The most grandiose ascension in the whole Universe.

The process will last for a moment,
Everything will happen in the same moment,
There will be no delays,
Everyone will say:

- Healing Light,
You helps us Unity,
Filled with Colors of Life,
Help me Walk by your Side,
Let me Gaze in to your Eye,
Heal my Soul so I can Ascend high. -

This will be the mantra that everyone shall hear,
This will be the mantra that everyone shall share,
This will be the mantra that I will hear,
This will be the mantra that I will share,
This mantra shall be the one that All shall chant,
To help our Mother a

The WatchersDreary wanderings through the concaves of the mind,
Mission to save the ghost of Man
Holy vows to the unseen, unknown
Duties to God,
Soldier of the Way
To never be known,
That is our motto
Silent heroes
Always vigilant,
We never sleep

We are the Watchers

Can you tell me...Can you tell me why water is colorless?
Yet the oceans and lakes reflects the sky
The heavens cry when it rains
Why is the grass so green and perfect?
Yet the fields are golden brown and burn easily
Flowers dance and smile in the sunlight
When the moon rises it pulls the tide in
Stars of the universe tell about our history and future
Constellations that never change nor move
Making a wish on a shooting star
Can you hear the birds sing morning and night?
A baby’s first cry?
Can you count the sand on the shore?
The stars in the night sky?
Who made all the creatures big and small?
Names everything thing you see?
If you jump high enough
Di

PowerPower

She lies beneath humanity's mortal understanding
Bending mortals into those who crave their every whim and desire.
Her whispers entail destruction by unconscious action to
Those who abuse her blessings. She considers them unworthy.

But there are those who seek her, not for personal pleasure but
For solidifying a philosophy they consider moral and true.
But will their words be put into action? She challenges all,
Whose actions firmly testify their beliefs.

A cruel temptress yet a benevolent giver, she tests all..
Centuries pass, yet those who were granted her blessings
Succumb to an even worse fate, only time will dictate
On who will

Stolen GuidanceThere for a second,
And then gone.
A dim light;
A thin thread;
Here and gone.

It's disappeared;
It's been taken
By those who wish
To lead me astray.

That which I look for;
That which keeps me afloat...
It is gone;
Taken away by grasping hands.

My guidance is gone,
Stranded on an open ocean.

Where do I turn?
Who do I trust?
What can I do?
When will it end...?
Why won't it just end...?

Lost;
Adrift;
Spanning nothingness.
Left to rot in darkness
With no way out...

For guidance...
Has been taken from me.

If death knocked on my door todayIf death knocked on my door today
I would offer it tea and cookies.
If death knocked on my door tonight
I would allow it to sleep close to the light.

If death knocked on my doors at noon
I would tell it to get the cow
If death knocked on my door too soon
I would give it a spanking then a bow

If Death knocked on my doors right now
I would take its hand and go away
Not to return back to life
Letting death lead the way

Spirit coloursLivvy: *sings*
~the colour purple for the song,
the colour blue to bounce along,
the colour pink to show your care,
the colour red to style your hair,
the colour yellow for the fun,
the colour green to join someone,
the colour orange to have a fight,
the colour violet to show you're right,
the colour black to show you're bad,
the colour brown to show that you're sad,
the colour silver for a sign of hope,
the colour bronze to live and cope,
the colour copper to show your skill,
the colour gray to show you're ill,
the colour peach to show your love,
the colour cream to hide your blush,
the colour aqua for the love to swim,
the colo

Awayaway
away
away
away
of we go and far away
we dream ourselves airborne
feet leaving the solidity
of touched ground
the grass springing back gently
as our body floats upwards

away
away
away
away
eyes travel to new stars
nebulae bursting with colour
comets trailing sparkling debris
from both cold and warm hearts
that gracefully navigate
the entirety of solar systems
taking years in their slow travel
to come around and be seen again

away
away
away
away
stars fade away
the spaces between
becoming something more
the dreaming mind travels
further than before
where darkness is peace
with beauty hidden somewhere inside

away
away
away
aw

Kozbi: Love is Always RightAs long as we're in love
it will be all right -
for love is always right;
it cannot be a sin.
What feels so good
cannot be bad.
I want you so,
God can't forbid.

God can't forbid,
for God is love,
and love his great command.
So let us love
beyond the rules
for rules don't count in love.

Oh fools to think
what you call love
is the same Love God is.
Oh fools to think
that lust is love
and feelings justify sin.
Oh fools to love
the created more,
above Him who created.
Oh fools you are
to disobey
and say it is all right.

For true Love does not sin
or claim that wrong is right.

19-The MoonClose your eyes
let her sing you to sleep,
here the secret language speaks,
listen to your dreams,
they reveal your hidden self,
fears emerge to the surface,
doubts thought forgotten,
uncertainty brims,
the mysteries of self unveil,
embrace the truth
to move forward in life.

She is your guide
through this dark landscape
where the unknown may become known,
a doorway between
the subconscious
and conscious mind,
symbols and clues
for you to decipher while you sleep
and in your waking they are your tools
to navigate your inner world.

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A Drink To InsanityAs I touch a burning candle I feel nothing
As I touch my heart I feel every thing.
Your ghost haunts me
As I scream for you leave me
I drink to my insanity.
As you fade to just a memory
As you fade from my memory
I drink to pull you back
To feel your touch once more
To feel again
To be whole once more.
As the wind blows throw the curtains
I feel your icy cold touch
I feel your icy lips on my head
As I scream for you to leave
I drink to my insanity.
As you fade with the wind
As your memory blows away
I drink to pull you back
To feel you once again
To let the flame within my heart
burning desperately
To make you warm once again.
As the storm brings me silence
I can hear the soft patter of rain
I can hear your voice whisper to me
The rain increases and your voice surrounds me
Telling me sweet words
The ones you used to say
The one that tore at my heart
The ones I lost myself

Love is like fatelove does not discriminate
love does not care of age
love is not simple
just like fate love is blind.
love cannot see
love cannot hear
love cannot feel
as I feel.
love is nothing to the touch
love is gone with the wind
like a feather
yours for only a second.
love does not despair
love does not seek solitude
love does not bleed out
love does not care
as I do for you.
love comes to everyone
love lets everyone feel
love lets us know what it is like to be hallow
yet makes my heart endlessly beat for you.
love floats away
only for you to realize how important it was.
love come in many ways
love has a strange way of coming back
when you least expect it
when you finally relearned how to live again
when it comes back you realized how empty you lived
how my heart only kept beating
to call you back
because love is like fate.

The lick of the FlameMost people fear the wild flame.

Not I.

I long for the flame to lick my skin.

To warm my ever cold heart

and to give back the passion I once owned.

I long for the smoke to suffocate my misery

I long for the smoke to fill my lungs

For it is thicker and sweeter than what air ever could be to me.

I long for the smoke to intoxicate my mind.

For the crackle of the flame to whisper sweetness to me.

As the flame takes over my heart.

I long for the burning lick of the flame.

To give back feeling.

To give back life.

In this hallow state,

I crave

To feel the bliss of the fervently flame.

To feel the pulsing of my heart once more.

I a

CoffeeIn the morning

When I wake,

Even though I don't want to,

I drink.

I drink my coffee

Black and bitter.

To wash away my wants

My dreams that are far from reach.

The dreams that tear at my heart,

That makes me go insane.

To wake me to see my life.

In the afternoon

When my day is started,

Even though I don't ever have the energy,

I drink.

I drink my coffee

With milk and sugar.

To give me energy

To milk over the surface of my thoughts

and get me going about my day.

To give me energy to wake and see my life.

In the evening

When I am stressed and I've done all I can

And now I need something to sweeten my day.

Something to no

The Nowhere Land She keep running through each branch that tried to grab her. She ran without screaming but panicked. She had no voice. She did not know where she was or who she had been, all she knew was that she had to reach him. Somehow the forest would show her the way. Her heart that was no longer, seemed to pound faster a every glimpse of a shadow. The stars were bright and endless. She couldn't scream she couldn't call out, even if she could she wouldn't know his name. Every moment longer her thoughts were fading, becoming only soundless memories. Soon those were going to fade as well. She her self was fading. She had to reach him before she did. Just as well, cause all she could do was run.
Water creeping all around him, seeping into his body. Overpowered, yet he was like a feather in the wind. The water was no longer cold, but endless and dark. his only light was the stars. He could not scream or breath. All he could

ButterflyIf I let you go will you come back?

Will you be my butterfly

And come back to love once again?

Will you wait for me in the pouring rain

Ready to take me into your arms

To say such sweet thing

Such sweetness of love

And that you will never leave me again.

Will you come back untouched

So we can share our love once again,

Without it being tainted,

By another woman.

So I can know it is true love.

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The Magician

by ~LauraS45, Sep 25, 2012, 8:31:20 PM
Literature / Poetry / Spiritual / Free Verse

In the Tarot I was born under the day of the Magician.

I bring the powers of Heaven to Earth.

I can control my emotions, my fortunes and my destiny.

I can unify the yin and the yang.

As with balancing the good and the bad.

I myself is as confident as one could be.

for I attack with a blunt sword.

yet part of me remains hidden be hind my confidence.

As I am very intelligent.

I show it through my many debates.

With my knowledge

I know to rise from my failures,

with a confident and flashy way.

Just like my spirit birds;

the Peacock, and the Phoenix.

I cannot be hurt or show it.

For I rise above it all and I am once again born from my pain.

I do not hide my secrets,

but let them renew me.

I am the flower that grows on the dead tree.

I am the wound caused by the blunt sword.

I am the cup that never empties and never fills.

I am the combining force of Heaven's light and Earth's darkness.

I am the magician.

The Magicianby ~LauraS45

Literature / Poetry / Spiritual / Free Verse

©2012-2013 ~LauraS45

this was another tarot poem, written for a close friend of mine,

quite some time ago.

hope you enjoy

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~remanth Oct 6, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

I like this piece good job.

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~LauraS45 Oct 6, 2012

thank you

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Mood: Love

*AppliedPhilosopher Sep 29, 2012

I think this is my favorite of all the Tarot-themed poems you've done so far.

I especially enjoyed this:

I do not hide my secrets,
but let them renew me.

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~LauraS45 Sep 30, 2012

I know it's my favorite part, very powerful.

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Mood: Love

~angrboda555 Sep 25, 2012

this is a very nice piece. besides the ending, which I always love, my favorite lines are...

I cannot be hurt or show it.
For I rise above it all and I am once again born from my pain.

just beautiful no other way to describe it ^^

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