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Opulent the full moon glowed
Flooding light on a rocky road;
Casting down his gauzy veil
Luminescent to probe the pale.
Misty soft the shadows went
Into the secret sacrement;
Where evil meets the occult tryst
Of darkness dressed in amethyst
Where enchantments live to cast a spell
Within the fires that burn in hell.
Stealthy, sly the spirits tread
Through muted memories of the dead
To thrust their trance without disgrace
And exorcise the devil's trace.
Where he leads are feet to follow
Through the graves that fill the hollow
Then his key unlocks the door
To find that love lives nevermore
Fanning life's hot fleeting fires
In hearts filled with lost desires.
Midnight casts its cloudy beams
Smudging all the tarnished dreams
Leading each by knowing hand
Knowing none will understand;
And all who lay in soft beds sleeping
Opened eyes perplexed with weeping;
Each alone with poison's pain
That filled the night with tears of rain
And through it all there hangs aloft
The cunning moon so velvet soft.
Written: January 27, 2024
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"Remember, the entrance door to the sanctuary is inside you. Why do you stay in prison when the door is so wide open? Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking".
Oh, a flimsy state over grief, issues, and dualism.
How do I find the inner sanctum of nihilism?
As the guillotine of deceit hangs in plain sight,
How tempting are laziness, ease, and blight?
True divine tandem can occur at a sacred site.
An inner haven as you dwell in glory and light
Yield the path to connecting with the infinite.
In an inner sanctum, calm flows over divine might.
Bewilderment seems sporadic at first glance.
Once you've linked culprits, anguish may trance.
I succumb when the climate renders them unwell.
Cluttered mounds of breadcrumbs lead to a swell.
Ascending free from ominous pits of dread,
Seeking trust across awareness lies ahead.
Sensing the heavenly spark that will soothe,
Illuminating the path leading to the truth.
Stillness enhances your perception of taste.
Find the light; the climate seems to be quaint.
How subtly do things reverse disastrous?
I often fall into that abyss, myself in vastness.
The stain of low scorn darkens in midst of trust.
I stroll into the dismal clay of scarlet excess dust.
The ruthless grasp buried inside suffocates life.
In empathy, I endure the agonizing pains of strife.
Invest oneself in each mission and excursion.
These wonderful events allow for sensations.
Mercury is in and out of phase, as is the moon.
Be mindful of your tongue. The lips are strewn.
Flawed sensory acumen of a stray mind,
uncovers a spiritual path within a gild divined.
The inner sanctum door unlocks at that sight.
While the tulip blossoms with glorious light.
The soul sparkles with astral splendor and sequins.
In a hallowed realm, where rays serve as beacons
In my self-searching dedication toward eternity.
Inward cosmic trends enrich my trust earnestly.
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She looks out the window and sees him in the distance.
So much fear inside leaves no room for resistance.
If she ran right now she might be able to get away.
With every broken rib she's nothing more than a cliche.
She was once a strong woman, and could stand on her own.
Now he's broken her will and more than one bone.
Run, run, run her mind screams in shear terror.
She unlocks the door without so much as a prayer.
Maybe this time will be different and he won't be mad.
Somehow she has to tell him he's about to be a dad.
She should have taken that card and called the hot line.
Her whole world changed as soon as she got the plus sign.
If she can make it thru the night she'll pack up and leave.
Somewhere deep inside she knows that's only make believe.
She's his till the end, come hell or high water.
There's nothing anyone can do about the oncoming slaughter.
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A town unlocks their Baptist cage.
They shout and scream unholy rage.
The scorching sun sears all beneath,
Forsaken whips snap from their teeth.
Their eyes are slits that sting of salt.
Born black; born here; it's all his fault.
And what they learned at mothers' knee,
keeps cadence, creaking, from a tree.
The velvet night does come
and time for sleep
Velvet shades close over my eyes
i come to you
Meet me in the stars
within silverlight
My moonlight madonna
of the shining stars
I love to drown
deep within your eyes
To lose my soul
within your glory's soul
We shall be one soul
beside the starlight stream
In a wondrous night
within love's beautiful dream
As the velvet night comes
I will wait for you
within my dreams
Wherever you go i will follow
even if it's among the stars
Come to me my precious love
i want to lose myself
in the magic of your mystery
I want our souls to become one
and just let ecstasy unfold
The stars
they are shining so bright
I'll meet you
in the world of dreams
Our lips meet
i drink in your essence
The kiss you give
takes me to divine
We lie together
by the starlight stream
The moon touching us
with silver grace
I hold you close
and i know heaven
I live within the magic
of your dreams
Let me lose myself
within your eyes
Life comes to me
within love's dreams
I love to share
my lover's kiss
it is pure bliss
Your sweet kisses
are my greatest pleasure
I love lying next to you
amongst the stars
As the moon caresses us
it unlocks a fiery passion
When i look into your eyes
i see forever
I live wherever you are
my love, it's magic
I don't want to leave this place
it's so magical
the ultimate fantasy
I used to have an open door,
but I can't find it anymore.
Someone closed it from inside,
where all the painful, bad things hide.
And I think I'm in here too,
a child that knows not what to do.
Scared and lonely , so afraid,
peering through a darkened shade,
Seeing my life pass me by,
because I'm too afraid to try,
to find someone who has the key,
that unlocks the door and sets me free.
Is it more than just a game,
to feel something besides the shame?
The child inside me wants to know,
but somehow I just can't let it go.
I used to have an open door,
but I can't find it anymore.
Cyclone stars appear in the night sky
alongside circular lights abreast an amber moon
He quietly sits by the piano and plays
sending this heart of mine into a tailspin;
Aiming straight for my glass soul
he shatters every cruel reality and replaces it
with a soft fantasy of gold...
Pouring out a melody of love's solitary journey
he unlocks every door and window.
Unaware of the air that he breathes beside me,
this longing I hold unfastens, beneath a canopy of gold
I am suddenly shaken, re-arranged and changed forever.
Written by: Mystic Rose
I saw a death shadow in the eyes of my infancy
a soft mercy with calm blue fancy,
in childhood, when free will asserted it's wild supremacy
we sang of star charriots and laughter loyal to hyperactivity,
I see a death shadow in the prime of my ascendancy
outlining my temple of truth, whistling thy words of wizardry,
I hear It like the madness of morning's ending,
I taste It as if from the burning breast milk of a Dragoness,
I see It in the bleeding smile of my heart's kindness,
I speak to It when love's luster unlocks the lunacy of loneliness,
I feel the humble shade of It's jade justice in a world hot and hustling,
My death shadow has a surface sweet with patient purpose,
It is not rough with forboding frost that frights the fight of flesh,
rattling the scythe of doom and cackling for cataleptic crisis it does not,
It is not a grim God or a greedy Goddess, no taxing terror trumpeted,
It has never been an angel of escape or a demon of dour delirium,
when suffering becomes a seduction of brute beauty I share in it's wise joy,
my death shadow follows the desperate yet disciplined form of my body battle
through life's plethora of coy poisons and possessive passions,
marching along side me with martial grace, sculpting my face with lion spirit -
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blasts of flames from his hand and staff
electrically charged spheres
turquoise orbs ignite the palace hall
Merlin taught him magical words
abracadabra, alacazoom
fear not
the apprentice learned well
exceeding Merlin’s expectations
as Merlin is laid to rest
new master magician is born
predecessor of Houdini
unlocks the power
entertains the king’s court
knowing the only thing he cannot do
is avoid the fate of his teacher
*Entry for Leighann’s “Magic Words” contest
She has the eyes of a lion and the smile of a fairy
She has the claws of a bear and the cuteness of a kitten
She unlocks secured caves of hearts
In silence she sings summoning mantras
In peace she wages war against the sun
In life she nurses death with her soiled hands
She is a daughter of the soil and she has her lips to my neck
Africa,all I need is love
She walks softly in the sanctuary while she runs through avenues of minds
Those that behold her seductive frame become free slaves
Her curves burst nerves and destroy holy matrimony
In her tongue lies juices that fuel sparks of fire in blood lines
There is something about the way she spreads her wings
Something about the way she walks on water ,it's fishy
She fishes for souls in pools of African emancipation
She is a daughter of the soil and she has her lips to my neck
Africa,all I need is love
Her hands resurrect dead souls while her words kills them
She likes to be liked, her likeness is likable but her shadow is unpopular among my people
She wears expensive robes and cheap shoes
Her paths are straight but her ways are as crooked as the lines on hell's map
She is the candle type,she melts if you are that good
Yet her heart remains strong ,standing unshaken and outstanding
She connects easily with both nature and the underworld
She makes you wonder and understand
She shakes trees like the wind
She conceives in the mind
Her chariot brings forth gold and bronze
She is a daughter of the soil and she has her lips to my neck
Africa,all I need is love
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Glistening diamonds sparkle
within a thousand star lights
wrapped into one holding the highest space
Oceans of the night you flicker bewitching charms
upon the crest of each wave under the moonlight
your royal gaze mesmerizes
Reflections carried under intoxicating incandescent lights
transfixed adoration crystallized inside your heavenly embrace
where a spell unlocks feelings in a million thoughts
some people leave riches to their heirs
Dr. Ram’s words are better than gold
everyone privileged to read his work
unlocks his treasure trove
written words worth their weight in bullion
fame stems from his mighty quill
insightful behavioral revelations
laced with myths from many lands
astonishing analogies
superlative metaphoric value
boundless wisdom unfolds
priceless is his legacy
Dr. Ram’s words are better than gold
Written for Joe Maverick’s Better than Gold contest and dedicated to Dr. Ram Mehta.
I hear the rustling of the trees
Echoes of knights riding on the breeze
Sent from the castle in the clouds
Trying to calm the baying crowds.
In that Camelot high above
Kingdom of the god of love
The evil of man puts him to the test
His tormented angels cannot rest
Trapped inside her ivory tower
She prays for rescue hour on hour
High castle walls her deadly foes
Cut off from everything she knows
Hoping that her prince will come
And to his charms she may succumb
She hopes her prince rescues her soon
Breaks down the door of her locked room
The god of love hears her desperate plea
He remembers well the days of chivalry
When knights in armour fought to protect the poor
He will send such a knight to batter down that door.
Love will replace his sword and lance
For love unlocks the doors to true romance
Thus the god of love grants the damsels wish
Smiling as she and her knight engage in loves first kiss.
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Written By Jadazzle United – Jan Allison and Darren Watson
18th August 2015
Where did I leave it,
the key to my heart
Guess it doesn’t matter
can’t find anyone
To give it a jump start
It’s been so long now
starter motors probably gone
Thinking too hard about
where it’s gone wrong
Want to feel the rush again
Heart beating and pounding so fast
When someone special finds the key
And unlocks the passion at last
I want to feel that lurch
When butterflies flutter
In the pit of my belly
For when he is near my legs turn to jelly
Want to find my book in the fridge
My shoes on the table
Cos my mind is a mess
Concentrate I’m not able
To just think his name
And say it over and over
Like I’ve found the four leafed clover
Will I be that lucky
Or will the door stay shut
And the key lost forever
And my heart will turn hard like
An empty nut.
I stare at the paper, pen in hand
Nothing fills the lines but angry tears
Where are the words that overflowed;
where are the works that wrote themselves
What happened to the sleepless nights
a poem would scream to be heard
Refuse to let me rest until it was freed;
released from the confines of my mind
I squeeze my pen harder; willing something onto
the page. The empty paper that mocks me so often
Anything ...I search for anything that resembles a word;
one that unlocks the vat hiding emotions that spoke for me
But I search in darkness; neither seeing nor hearing
Pain grabs my attention and I focus back on my hand
I set down my pen and switch off the lamp
There is no longer room on the paper to write
Reaching for the door I look back at the desk lit only by the moon
...at the one beam of light shining on the red stained paper
Tears falling, shoulders back, I turn and close the door behind me
02/22/2018