TEMPTRESS
Lace and silver Their eyes you drew. Malicious, but lovely Their guilt you grew. Tempt me, they cry Plunging into their hearts. Now, they call
On branch of learning tree Her red hair— roping me, My arms arrested, twisting In smoke of dusty morning And then to walk in joys field With caved heart so revealed, A great book of psalms grew The fruit of laid truths anew, Words, one working saviour, Cannot free poor dull knaves Burning in such simple sun, What storied fables we sung, My eyes setting, made blind O, let free— nailed on high, Dead alive in my birthrights Topped off parables of light.
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Everything you long to experience is encased inside of me. You hear me but you do not listen. When you look at me you do not see. Deaf and blinded by your fear of what others would think. Bottled emotions release upon my presence. Showing you aspects of yourself that you have rejected. Defying expectations you have collected. Inside you they hide. But they reside twisting up and turning your insides. Let them be heard, set them free. Embrace me, do not resist.
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This is lovely
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Very enthralling..... Highly creative!
Is there a reason for the irregular small and capital letter used?
I really love this....
The viscosity of which you write is superb
Your spoken English is fantastic.
All these big big grammar here gat me oblivious of how to commend the "visocity" of your spoken English... Haha
Little mighty poetry
nice one
Where are you I need to embrace you. Thanks for sharing