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A wise man's curse“Welcome to the Wise Man’s Madhouse, we will take care of you.
Don’t worry about the world in here, cause no one knows what’s true.”
The wise man nods his head.
He knows it very well.
But isn’t that the very thought that turns life into hell?
He studied hard, he crossed the world.
Has seen what’s there is to see.
But now he starts to doubt about how happy he would be.
If he hadn’t seen it all, if it has stayed unknown.
Has it truly all been worth to lose his stepping stone?
He lost his ground, he lost his faith.
He even lost his guide.
Because to every bit of truth, there is another side.
Now he’s living in this place where everything seems strange.
His thoughts have made him crazy, he is feeling out of place.
Is being empty-headed truly so much worse?
Cause fading in delirium is a wise man’s curse.
Who has the right to be human?Human rights. Everybody heard the phrase and they might even be able to give a few examples of those rights. Like the right on food and clean water. Good education and health care. To most people who read this it will seem commonly accepted, but it is not. To many people in this world human rights are not universal. Did you ever wonder how this is possible?
The problem with human rights is the fact not every person is qualified as a human. Children are being drowned in the wet concrete of a building, to please the gods. Simple because they are children. They are too young to hold any real value. Since they are thought of as replaceable and disposable, they make the perfect sacrifice. And this is not the only way children are devalued. They are bound or caged in their houses without any contact outside their family. Sometimes children are even dumped on their own without anybody to talk to. Mostly because they are mentally or physically disabled.
During my time in Uganda I met a girl wh
The kid with the baggage"My suitcase is open, what will you add?"
" Nothing, I'll help you to carry it instead."
You smiled as you tried to convince me it's true,
You know what the problem is? They said it too.
They turned over the suitcase, emptied on the floor.
It made me feel lighter. Then they reached for the door.
But before they left, they turned around,
To put back all the garbage they found on the ground.
I tried to stop them, to close up in time.
But they knew how to open that suitcase of mine.
Now I'm on my journey. Mess keeps spilling out.
'The suitcase stays closed' is the last thing I vowed.
Dancing on the leavesLightly dancing on
a tip of the leaf
Close to the edge
like in a dream
Faster and faster
she swirled around
but nobody found
A reason to tell it
would be over soon
When she grows up
loses her youth
For now she keeps singing
believes in her dreams
Not old enough yet
to slip off the leaves
Young Little BirdYoung little bird wants to learn how to fly.
Get out of the cage, reach up to the sky.
Restrictions forced her to stay where she's born.
She hides in her dreams, wakes up and mourns.
When she's released once at a time,
People will notice she grew up inside.
Struggling she will make all her dreams true.
But how will she ever gain trust back in you?
ConfusionThe fact you were my friend,
Is complicated now.
I wish I could stop caring,
But I don't know how.
The fact you were my friend,
Was special since I won't
Let a lot of people close to me.
Now you're the reason why I don't.
The fact you were my friend,
means you're not anymore.
Though I don't know how to turn away
And leave this time, no more.
The fact you were my friend,
Doesn't mean you'll always be.
Sure, I'll never hate on you,
But you don't know how I bleed.
GoodbyeSeven years of pain went by
And now I write this last goodbye.
I am so proud of what you did.
How you helped and taught us
With everything that went wrong.
But still you smiled, kept going on.
You didn't lose
You just stopped living.
We will and can not stop the missing.
One day too
We all will be as strong as you.
HomeWandering on the streets tonight,
People hiding from the lights.
A scratch, it burns, claws so deep.
The truth is out there can't you see?
One step further in the dark,
You will always wear these marks.
You gasp, a shock, straight to the bone.
Oh please don't!
Leave me alone.
There is no hideout, no safe room,
So I wish, please take me home...
Someone specialThey told me to leave it,
To forget about you
But I know that's impossible,
No one gets me like you do
You know what I mean,
without a single word
And everytime you're leaving
You've got to know it hurts
I don't want to loose you
I won't give you up
I just want to hold you
And give you all my love
For now I keep on dreaming
They can't take my faith away
I will always love you, I promise
We will meet someday...
You Were Not An Aquarium BoySea-glass became your bones,
brine your blood, and seashells
melded into your skin.
You were not quite an ocean
when you said "This is your sign to love me."
My body was like a building;
tall, cold, almost unbreakable.
I was metallic and sharp,
towering over your waters.
I remember taking your hand in mine,
conch and coral shells scrubbing
my skyscraper wrists, and laughing
about how one day you would
submerge every last bit of me.
Your lips, riddled with argonauts,
found my cheek and I cringed
at the coarseness.
You asked if they bothered me
and I finally told you "I
think I love you."
It's NotIt's not the lipstick gloss
that makes a kiss
the warm pulse beating through
It's not their size
but the words they whisper,
It's not the color
nor the length
nor the glint
of her hair
that makes her special
it is her smile
in the falling rain
reflecting the joy
of yet another Spring,
It's not the time
she spent getting beautiful
that makes her so
but in fact
it is the hours
she was besides my bed
when I was sick
and in fact
it is the minutes
I could hear her breathe
in my embrace
AND in fact
it is the seconds
I saw her cry
(out of happiness)
Because she's beautiful.
It's not the clothes,
nor the jewellery,
nor the colored nails,
nor the drawn-in brows,
nor the words she says
to other people,
and neither it is
It is her mind
that entertains my poems,
it is her charm
that paints my cheeks
and averts my shy eyes from her
It is her soul,
that I love.
The Origins Of The Ice Queen (Story)
As the Duke slammed into the cold, hard ground, Elsa knew that she had only made the accusations worse. As the fear began to consume her she ran out of the castle's huge, wooden gates, her breath increasing in speed and intensity the whole time. She heard a familiar voice shout after her. "Elsa! Wait!" It was her sister Anna. She was 2 years younger than Elsa and had a beautiful young face with a rosy complexion and had strawberry blonde hair with a white highlight in it. She wore a green and black royal gown with a flowery pattern over the torso. It was perfect for the coronation that had taken place that day. However, it was not so perfect for chasing the new Queen. "Elsa please! Stop!" Anna shouted at her terrified sister. Elsa started to sprint even faster now, she flicked her wrist and created an icy path in an attempt to slow down her ever worrying sister. Anna slipped and fell onto her behind. She let out a small yelp as she sat, stunned for a moment. She looked up and saw Elsa
SIRENNeath the woe of Ulysses' blood and toil,
A sea of heavenly-fury once awaken'd
Her gaze clad in honey’d delirium ablaze
Of such beauteous prize, he shall yield;
For her tongue hath seized mortal desire
And lo the Moons’ glory shall weep in vain!
Journey’s of madness sung with promise;
— A rising tempest hurl'd to Hades reign
Oceanic rhythms untwine love forbidden,
Breaking the mists of insatiable dreams
The Sirens call ebbed like darkness falling;
Her lust bleeding into the mythic abyss ..
His anguish bestow'd the folding tides,
Unto their lips would perish in mystery
Deeper jewel'd the haunting of his soul,
Forsaken to the ink of Orpheus' muse.
And ghostly twilight shone low and pale,
O’er the hum of those ethereal seas
Long wherest his heart shall forever sail
— Arthur Crow © 2014
You Are My AngelYou came to me in my dreams
When I was below the surface looking up at the sunlight filtering through water molecules
Your hand took mine
And you let me pull you down to lay beside me, where we looked up at everything floating by together
You came to me in my dreams
When I thought about how not worth it this life was and convinced me of otherwise
Your heart sat down beside mine
And I realized I felt alive.
SixI am weak
And I am cold.
You are strong
And you are warm.
I am incomplete,
But with you
I'm made whole.
I am dirty
And covered in mud.
You are clean
And your heart is pure.
What is my world
If it doesn't include you?
I am harsh
And I am rough.
You are gentle
And you are smooth.
Without your love
I am nothing,
And life has no worth.
I am broken
And I am bent.
You are right
And you are true.
And this is why I'm loving you:
You're the beautiful one
Between us two.
Sexual TensionI see the lust in his eyes,
a whirlwind of locked desire,
looking for a way to be unleashed
There's hidden intentions in all he does
He's always finding an opportunity
for our skins to touch
I want him to cross the line
I want to feel what he feels
I don't want to be forbidden anymore
I want to be his sweet meal
To feel different hands on my body
would awaken what I've been trying to hide
The fact that I want him to take me
I can no longer deny
I wish I could touch his body,
feel him up with my hands;
rub myself against him,
do his every command
SevenEach day is a new struggle.
Each day is an uphill fight.
I go out, and I wage war against them,
And I lose.
Then I come home,
Beaten and bruised,
They won the last one,
They'll win the next.
They'l win all the rest,
Until I'm finally dead.
But I am a warrior,
And one who will protect,
One who will serve,
Until his dying breath.
And why do I go out each day?
Why dawn my dented armor?
Because I know what I'm fighting for.
And though they may have victory,
And the sparkling spoils of war...
I have you,
And that is enough
To make me get out of bed each day,
To walk out the door,
To draw my sword and fight them,
To come home beaten yet once more;
But then I see your face
And I know I'd go through it all again
If it meant I won your love,
If it meant your affection.
For you I would fight this many battles:
Seven times seven times seven.
RadianceHer hair is like gold
Framing a radiant face
That makes the sun jealous
Her eyes are pools of mercury
Deep and entrancing
Giving everyone pause
Her smile shines like the stars
Brightening any dark day
With a laugh clean as crystal
How proud I am to call her mine
As she calls me hers
From here on and ever
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