The Sonett for the Red DragonMary took a glimpse at her Past so far While she stand in the Dragons mouth at a teeth ajar She saw the souls, tormented, teared-apart and driven out of space Vanished in mists of smoke coming from the burned bodies of a dead raceThe Sonett for the Red Dragon
Over thousands of corpses Mary saw a burned child in mothers arms afar That ended with a smile for its mothers eyes, proud like a priest in his talar While Mary roamed all the years in the shape of the dragon - the protective maze The Dragon apocalypticated the world at its own will - a tear ran down Marys face
Marys mourning turned against her Dragons be
Silent Death seeking lifeSomewhere in the depth of an intimidated soul, deep beyond the mind and in another world than the body is, there was a little blue pond surrounded by green and brown beeches. The sky protectively covered this place, where the gently silence reigned that was sneered by the singing birds from their kingdom and the unseen animals in the copse, which lend the silence a mysterious note. Between the green and the brown this worlds unmoved mover was swimming in the pond. A young girl laied with the back on the surface, her arms stretched away, her body bleach. Her black hair drifted in and on the water like love on an ethertrip; her lips were painteSilent Death seeking life
About sufferingAbout suffering they were never wrong, The Old Masters: how well they understood Its human position; how it takes place While someone else is eating or opening a window or just walking dully along; How when the aged are reverently, passionately waitingAbout suffering
About suffering they were never wrong, The Old Masters: how well they understood Children who did not specially want it to happen, skating On a pond at the edge of the wood They never forgot
About suffering they were never wrong, The Old Masters: how well they understood The adults think of ice cream in calori
Fire and RedemptionFire and RedemptionFire and Redemption
With fire and ice behind him, The weary traveler begins his path. The darkness settles upon his shoulders, With only a spark to stop it.
The spark of what has already been, A view of what was before. Brilliant and daring, Exciting and fun, But dwindling down to done.
Forward are the shadows, Of uncertainty and fear. Hope for their good turnings, Fear for their dire traps.
Which way to step for happiness, Which way to step for fear? All ways show the path towards failure, Ending with the p
Sometimes...
Winter Downs
wusste gar nicht dass du Poet bist...
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wohne in bochum-werne zur zeit und laut deviantart seid ihr beiden(sphyle und du) nur 3,pfurzzahl km entfernt...
werd ma morgen und die tage deine poetry checken(schreibe eigentlich auch gerne, zurzeit mach ich aber nur photos..).
also schoenen tag noch...
simon
(lasst ma auf´n spliff treffen
check my gallery auch ma ab....
cheers
simon
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Ich hock hier grad auffer Arbeit und es ist einfach mal STINKLANGWEILIG!!
Vielleicht sehn wa uns ja am Wochenende, melde dich ma
so long
sphyle / snick
it's about what you think its about. feel free not to like it or not to understnad it.
what i meant when i wrote it is another subject but telling it would be stupid.....
i done the face first. the me getting lazier when doing other parts
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azeul
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