Best Elysium Poems

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Within Elysium Fields, the souls of the dead find their peace but there are those souls who do not think they deserve such peace. Those already within Elysium sometimes try to bring these sad souls into the fold by extolling the beauty of Elysium.

Oh, beloved...

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Silver-lined beckoning moon beams
dance along, disquieting sacred ground
unmasked by truth, barefoot unencumbered
broken promise-laden blue eyes.

You whispered flame into existence
as if a stark naked sheath of sparkling
midnight velvet skies, haunted in surreal angst 
revealing the beauty I will never possess.

Lost in revelry, the tune continues to...

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elysian
   adorned with faultless time-dream
       bits of insight
  trigger dim emotions
            memory gives warmness

     spooky how light needs 
  ...

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I close my weary eyes
Holding onto the hope
Of not having to cope
Not a mintue longer
Without you by my side
Not expierencing
The warm look in your eyes
The tingling rush of your finger tips
That would grip my hair tight
To stop you from slipping into the night
Biting  your...

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Within Elysium dreams shining bright,
a shining song of love our hearts do play,
peace and joy are found in the velvet night.

In starlight glades our hearts do shine love-light,
as hand in hand we walk love's golden way,
within Elysium dreams shining bright.

Before the moonlight our hearts now...

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Stone masks,
hung with the withered wreath of perception,
a God of thorns,
words lost in the haze of greed;
their eyes are sculptures of time’s memorial view.

Jerking silhouettes of fire’s dance,
circling the flames in time,
new music from a dying star,
rips away the mask,
a face in hand;
waved in firmament...

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Embarking on this dreamer's vessel 
to find an Elysium never discovered by Man,
and as adventurous as Columbus was:
enamored with the passion of discovery,
I will find,by error,what other thought was an impossibility;
and without that elusive feeling, I'll sail
to the imaginary shore of Paradise,
to admire the emblazoned...

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Stand before you take a bow,
think about us then and now.
Grant the sun another set
to polish this serrated day.
Show me what you can deduce
for splintered love we thrust obtuse.
If merged as one we do attempt
to leave this path we've led astray.

Do redeem the wayward doe,
with...

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A celebration was held by the Angels,
Heavenward late yesterday night.
And hide from the moon spirit labels,
Eyes staring in the twilight as first light.

They needed to escape animosity,
And stay away from bitter anger.
They took a dim moon with velocity,
I held my fun back with a sharp...

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Here lies beautiful Elysium
It shines from your brightest of eyes
Flutters lightly as you blink
And cures my most anguished of cries

Because love is a beautiful idea
Causes all anguish and pain
Removes all hopes and inhibitions
But I would go through it again

But no more of this love, unrequited
But...

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End highlights clear the way beyond,
Meet wonder then in crystal light;
Buzz of light years to dwell upon,
Rise up just when the touch floods right;
Allow that glimpse to show the way,
Calm stillness sites the hidden veil;
Explore that dream that surely stays.
Expect to cite what good prevails,
Light...

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Celebration breaks
a waterfall descends
dewdrops of mirth
twine to form 
theatrical strands
diffusing mélanges
of paradise
 ‘twas a triumphant day
to have reigned...

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Nevermore the river styx shall ye reach 
The trickster has played his tricks leaving your bones to bleach
Take ye heed in life be fair or in death the raven will steal your fare....

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In dreams of yonder, wishes wistfully conceive,
A cradle of lost tomorrows, where shadows sway;
To a realm unseen, where hearts believe,
Past where twilight’s lulling lullabies lay,
A world where reverie and reality secretly play.

Through the veil of verity… 
     …Aisling nocturnally creates,
Mountains of...

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When your reflection, wearing nothing but
the dusty light, splashed out of the mirror,
I clearly understood that skies abut
inferno, that Elysium is nearer
than what is written in the books, that hell
is deeper, that such shameless nakedness,
such outspoken shamelessness foretell
doom of my soul, that your dark grey...

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