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An Immortal evening-
Hold me , Feel me,
Caress me, Conceal me,
Hide me from the world.
make me yours and yours only,
Posses me,
make me yours,
Please ,
Ill beg on all fours,
i need you,
i need you now,
because a life without you is unlivable somehow,
no doubt i would perish in a world where you werent real.
so help me god.
take me in before its too late,
before you've changed your mind and i've withered away,
just under the moonlight take my hand,
i know it'll hurt,
Be gentle if you can.
bite me swiftly , take me all in.
take in that sweet pull and make this love last forever,
cradle me till im no longer consious,
tonigh i died,
but only to be awakened anew.
by a love that will hold strong forever.

hello alchemy nice poem

Thank you!

thanx deb and nice work everyone

Yes great work everyone! Ginseng sucks at poetry :( but maybe i'll give it ago soon.

Thank you all for sharing :)

Blessings.
Ginseng.

~Beauty~
Beauty
That's what it is
Beauty
Its confusion,
Darkness
Its fear
Running deep
Like blood
Like voices
Running
Running from the cold
The cool
Which never leaves
Disappears
Into the abyss
And heat,
Warmth
Fire
Or ice
Pitch black
Or bright flames
Burning
Burning blue
As blue
As thunder
As lightning
Raining down
In hail storms
Of wind
And water
When light
And fire
Come together
To make darkness
Make a spirited storm

- Jadiona

jadin that was lovely thankyou

i love everyones work its kool to see inside u guys

COMFORT by vernificus or MGSQ
A grand coffin was put on display,
Then i said to myself will this be where ill lay,
Carved from ebony lined with silk , painted in a shade as white as milk, the silk was crimson red as blood, but suddenly i heard a thud the people around me were no longer there, and suddenly i felt a chill in the air and shadows were appearing from here and there, I realized that it was the time, the time that i dread, the thought of dying was buzzing in my head, the shadows they grabbed me in the casket i was thrown, unable to move my will was not my own, the lid it shut in darkness i was enclosed, yet all the fear, the sadness, the malice and panic my breath grew calm almost mechanic, slower and slower my breathing became till i found myself limp and my legs were quite lame, as i breathed my last a feeling it came my reward it was and comfort was its name......

(this is one of my first attempts at a spontaneous poem hope you like it)

vern love what was u worried about brilliant thankyou