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Glass dropsGlass drops cascaded slowly down from the dark blue ocean to the indigo sky.Glass drops
Each drop illustrated the figure of a tiny faerie with a luminous face and wings.
They danced in a spiral towards the sky, emanating a stream of tinkling notes.
Glowing in the water the moon appeared full and clear.
Soft rays reflected in the sky below, spreading in rivers from the ocean above.
The falling drops were illuminated by lunar light, and a black rainbow was born.
Converging with the sky the drops turned into
by ~Misteli
Pearl necklaceI held a beautiful pearl necklace in my hands and scryed my dreams. Through my delicate fingers streamed illusory sands.Pearl necklace
Standing at the rocky seashore I caught the wind with all of my six senses. In my heart I discovered a crystalline glint.
As I held the necklace against moonlight the pearls turned into teardrops. Small and round, at night they glimmered pure white.
Day appeared on wings, but it was too bright, like my glinting heart. The golden chain was broken by sunlight.
I watched the pearls
by ~Misteli
My escapismI want to fly away in you arms, to beautiful dark horizons where blood adorns the living.My escapism
I want to drift afar with you, my love to serene landscapes where the dead rest in peace.
I want to leap with you into another world of surreal creatures that swim in emerald oceans.
Will you take me there forever, my love, for I want to escape with you and never return.
by ~Misteli
Last of my kindMoonlight shines on my coffin through the rectangular shafts of the darkened crypt. The stony door is bolted to permit no nightly drafts.Last of my kind
Put a stake through my heart to end these long centuries when I searched for another. But nobody was found, only my solitary histories.
Chop off my head with the blade that you forged for the last of my kind. Stuff my mouth with garlic for I wish to be gorged.
Before you nail my coffin let the moonlight linger on my sacrified corpse. Then enclose a silver crucifix in my porc
by ~Misteli
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The Rest is SilenceI am Ophelia.The Rest is Silence
The one the river gave back. Who drowned herself in sorrow and was reborn, Frost in her lungs, flicks of rain and moonshine encased at her lips, whose white dress and hyacinth hair floated
majestically around her, the Angel of Suicide, the catharsis.
I am Ophelia.
The one the river kept to Herself. Th
by ~lithy-love
Rainy NightR A I N Y N I G H T BY: QUAN DANGRainy Night
Prologue: It’s raining outside. The rain makes her feel sad yet peaceful. It gives her unsurpassed comfort. With it’s prickling droplets and luring footsteps, The rain gives her a chance to wash away her sadness and sorrow. And as she lay there in her bath room… End of prologue. -------------------------------------------- Bloody. She lies in her own bloody sweats. Wondering. Hoping. That someone would come and find her. Save her. And most of all, love her. But no one came
by ~kitzutsuita
Suicide ForestEvery night you take my dreams and mortal soul Beyond the hill and past the knoll. Perched up high and looking below A valley familiar, this place I know. Now walk the dark path, walk in the trees The suicide forest, take me there please.Suicide Forest
The towering oak: A once mortal man Reduced to a shadow so past him I ran.
By the pond, full of tears The twins are crying
petrified fears. They are the willow, weak and alone. Their life of pain is echoed, echoed in moans.
This is the legacy of those who died by their hand. Now darkness fall
by ~sharpshooterhawk
Pain That Isn't ThereMoonlight hair and paper flesh, A smile of sunrise and pain. With a glass heart and broken eyes A drop short of crying she lay. As light of bitter morning Cuts a line from far to near She gathers up the missing pieces And begs her god for that last tear. The hurt so sweet and wicked Proof that glass heart could care Reaches deep to find a pain that isn't there.Pain That Isn't There
by ~BlackKatPointyHat
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She’s in mischief by his absence
Perplexed, furious, sad and nonliving
She’s not angry, she’s forgiving
A Good Samaritan who trembles among the living
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