The Kiss; The Hope

Sudden darkness silences them all in broad daylight a simple irregularity is all it takes for them to lose focus, balance and control a friendly pat on the back would seriously tip them over and knock them flat out of breath they seem so fragile and lost filled with a strange mixture of fear, fascination and anticipation all due to this unusual approach of the phenomena this unexpected visit to the earth they search the ground with their open-mouthed stares hoping that somewhere signs of movement will unveil their shadows slide forward from behind and dive into their mouths down they glide like liquid licking their tongues dry leaving a dryness in the throat which prevents speech only their eyes enable them to communicate and speak their collective mind no words but the frightening white in their eyes on black papery background twinkling and turning blinking and burning bewildered yet excited building up the tension just for the thrill of it partaking in the madness soon ready to burst from within waiting and listening like in a slow dream for the voice of someone special the deliberate and anonymous phonecall where every sound has a deeper meaning attached and the background in itself is a whole other world the electrical silence followed by the the mechanical click which indicates a deAD line heavy winds finally knock them over with a crack gradually they stumble back onto their feet as if out of a trance back into a life of normalcy where they raise their umbrellas high to avoid the horizontal rain flushing over fighting their smallest steps they continue to hide their heads despite this incident they go on in the same orderly fashion down the trail they first came with the exactly same destination in mind not until the sun reappears will they notice that their shadows and eyelashes are far gone

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025

Hell calls Hell Like death calls on the circled cross Hell calls Hell Like sharp bells sound throughout the abyss Invoke the voice That creeps like a lion In the wilderness The lamb Hell calls Hell Like death calls on earth Hell calls Hell Like sharp bells sound throughout the abyss Invoke the voice That creeps like a lion In the wilderness The lamb Hell calls Hell Like the serpent crawls through the crust Hell calls Hell Like the burning bells ring in Abyss Where O death is your victory? Where is your sting of death? Shards of the scorching sun Swallowed whole in victory

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 25, 2025

these nightlife peacocks, so filled up with tears it runs out their ears still smiling stiffly, still shouting helplessly, trying to make expressions of euphoria convince their innerself and become real, become expressions of reality their loud laughter makes me wanna cry, as it sounds to me more like 'oh God, please let me die' happy singing with empty eyes, cold kisses and desperate sex trying to kill it all away with comfort poison, an escape by chemicals to escape this shallow prison of superficiality, vanity and dead colors longing to be loved without makeup and high heels, without funny jokes and approved opinions, sexy walks and confident attitude i wish they knew that they are and what they are

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025

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tales of lost love lost, not because it was bound to, not lust mistaken for love, not a fake image that faded nor helpless attempts to project vague, inner pictures of love and its possible potential but true tales of lost, true love that slipped through someones fingers, though not by accident, as the fingers were filled with regret from the moment they started to spread such tales make me wanna knock myself unconscious

Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025

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I no longer draw circles the way I used to do, I simply mark the centre and close my eyes instead. My soul finds comfort this way, as five and twelve are brought together and eternity provided. My hands are imperfect and cannot possibly match the works of Giotto, but even a circle such as his loses its power if the centre is misplaced, thus soulless.

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025

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the wax sensation cultivated alienation like swarming bees are the pale people robed in plastic fiber wings lowered sails, roaring wind ambition melting down sticky, wet alien-eyes the loss of a generation deprived and detached from divinity an era of insolence the crowded head and broken heart the fallen flesh and wants at hand oh but the number! thousands upon thousands corpus torn asunder

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 25, 2025

eternity I cannot escape the mermaids in the water the dove in my mind already tearing my soul asunder I long for resolution there’s a blinding light coming from my head go see for yourself the burning angels wrought undead the man with mended horns invites me home I am dead to this world and all that it holds the threshold of hope lies on the path of the light the sun is setting and the moon is not waiting the world will go on when I..m all lost and far gone always the same old song keeping right from wrong the true light will dawn on friend and foe alike you'll always be the answer and I know it has be this way ..cause if You dissolve I will lose shape a well of hope cast in the mirrored light

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 25, 2025