Elysia Poems - Poems about Elysia

... Female Sempai, Geisha for her Man, has not shed her feminine garb. No replacement theology of female kimono designing of tailored and defiant underhand. . Her graceful steel honor honored st......Read the rest...

...Your Elysian Killing Fields- Your soul, my Love, is the pristine gilded white, that cascades down from Heaven's summit. A river that fills me, a dry riverbed, with your milk and honey. Your cur......Read the rest...

...Embrace the pains that come to you, Love wears a face so full of grace; Yield flavours gain as poise claims due, Set sights to trace the spark you place; Intuit sure heart where troubles farm, A......Read the rest...

...Bright blooms blaze Cheer curls craze Set sweet strike Huge hurt hides Daze dream dance Craft crude chance Glimpse grand grace Aim apt ace Waltz wise way Dream deep day ......Read the rest...

...Ask just to be simple and plain, Nurture kind will to frame each page. Observe and see the healing rain, Voice now reveals a sanguine age; Explore the scenes where joy funds play, Reach right wi......Read the rest...

...Observe and see Festive cheer warms; Spirits set free ~~~~~~~~~ Cherry blossoms Pink carpet pathway; Waiting patiently ~~~~~~~~~ Here's to you Sakura moments; Sparkling sunshine......Read the rest...

...The sky-- black treacle trapped in tar pits dripping from a mastiff's jowls, or one thousand million foolish houseflies drowning in a single paper trap, maybe a sprawling anti-Elysia, the hunting gro......Read the rest...

...The Aphotic semblance rises against her face The king of shame reigns over all Her Hallows are mine We are the same, Josephine Explain to me this sacrificial empathy Josephine "I'm living; the slowe......Read the rest...

...The Aphotic rays reach higher And shame, shade reigns over all Lacuna, Apathy is all I feel as I fall into the ashed grave I'm living, the slowest way to die Elysia, rapture where are you now What w......Read the rest...

...[The Puppeteer] The storm I see you in Caught in the race of Caïn Held by the arms you cannot see--the conducter of Ennui -No stronger than the void you hold within- It began with a hope, an obsessi......Read the rest...