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WhisprWriter

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Triple Bogey gets photo of the day, so why not a poem of the day too?
I'll do my absolute best to keep these poems coming once a day :)
Some might be long, some might be short. Topics will be all over the place unless i get a request

If you have requests that I can meet send me a PM and I'll see what I can write
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His Sol

All is dark, All is quiet.

A cloak of shade blankets the land
Until tendrils of light burst across the sky
Burning the night's blues away
Ushering in a world of colors
Over a man who had given up

His world illuminates in fascination
The brightest shimmering of emerald Firs
and the dark rich soil comes alive before him
while glittering granite stones dazzle in the dancing light

Resonant waves of light bathe the land - bathe him
All of his anxieties, fears, and turmoil washed away
Kissed by the fire, his darkness sets ablaze

The soft embrace of the sun's warmth
A stark difference from the cold night's touch

Yet as the sun tips behind him, he is blissfully unaware

As if someone was slowly shuttering his life
While his world grows eerily darker

Blue hues rear their heads once again, bruising the day
Hurtling into trepidation, the man grows hysterical
As perfection slips out of his grasp

Shadows creep in from behind him
Completely consuming his day lit paradise
He cries for the sun to return, to stay
as the daylight breathes its last beams

Stifled into solitude, the man begins to buckle
Twilight swallows his happiness, his security
Estranged from his surroundings, he weeps
Broken tears from dusty cheeks; her tracks
A husk of a man, emptied by love

All is dark, all is quiet.
 
The Man Who Was

The man who was
Great, Giant, Gargantuan.
The metal body of a plastic past
Man-made; Artificial.
Fabricating his pieces, he is slowly built
Towering over us all as a hollow monument
Bolts of lies holding together gloating plates
Created carefully only to fall swiftly.

Grand ability to spin false truths
This sticky web made by an illusory spider
Stronger than steel; yet brittle to the touch
Grabbing all to view the deceit
Take a drink, just a sip
and sink into the pools of his game
Drunk on his toxic tonic
Drowning in his own creations,
Rising are his secrets.

But the truth was found out. His lie – Exposed.
For he is now: The man who was.
 
The Darkness

The darkness can be beautiful,
the song of night so sweet.
Shadows softly closing in-
Oh, how fast your heart does beat

The darkness can be beautiful,
and my savior it shall be.
For in the soft glow of the moon
the night's beauty lingers for all to see.

The darkness is beautiful,
without it, I am lost.
I wish it would never end,
no matter what the cost.

The darkness is beautiful,
It is what makes me alive and whole.
So I gaze into the wondrous night sky;
the dark reflection of my soul.
 
The Jar

A gentle breeze whispers by.
There's a freshly shattered jar of Molasses
bleeding through the oaken slats
of an old porch left dry and dirty.
Drip by clinging drip
Each returning the the earth.

The vessel was made carefully of woven glass
loomed from years of intimate connections.
A vibrant shade of translucent violet
which two souls came together to create

Drowning in the beautifully black ichor
now filling the lingerer's lungs as he screams.
He scrambles to hoard the pieces
It can be whole again
They can be together again

Loving memories now suffocating him,
viscously dragging him along
Through the boards, swallowing him whole
He reaches out to grasp the air
nothing, no one

As memories of their time push him down
A tempered life brings comfort. He has felt this before.
As he returns to the earth
 
WhisprWriter said:
The Darkness

The darkness can be beautiful,
the song of night so sweet.
Shadows softly closing in-
Oh, how fast your heart does beat

The darkness can be beautiful,
and my savior it shall be.
For in the soft glow of the moon
the night's beauty lingers for all to see.

The darkness is beautiful,
without it, I am lost.
I wish it would never end,
no matter what the cost.

The darkness is beautiful,
It is what makes me alive and whole.
So I gaze into the wondrous night sky;
the dark reflection of my soul.

Love this one. I like how you associate darkness with beauty and light. It reminds me of how bright a candle can be when engulfed in darkness.
 
Lacrecia said:
Love this one. I like how you associate darkness with beauty and light. It reminds me of how bright a candle can be when engulfed in darkness.

Thank you ^^ try writing in almost pitch black. My words were everywhere lol

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Ode to Green Tea

Oh beautiful Green Tea
Aspiring to bring peace to all who see
Who hold such uplifting joy in those leaves
That lifts up any man or woman that grieves

Completely natural unlike so many a thing
You make me was to scream, to shout, to sing!
Sugar, nutmeg, spices, and honey
I drink you daily, though some think it funny

You grow so full of leaves and goodness
And rid the world of all its rudeness
Should I have any frozen chills
I know you can cure my sickly ills.

For you are wonderful my green tea
and everyone should drink you, I decree
or save you all to myself, for me
For you taste so delightful, my Green Tea.
 

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