The Vanity Of A Narcissist
Poetry can be found all around us. We simply need to accept it when we see it. And we can only see it if we open our hearts and love.
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Poetry can be found all around us. We simply need to accept it when we see it. And we can only see it if we open our hearts and love.
Exploring the love, the fear, the discord. Will our lover make it, will our lover survive this journey?
Kissed by death, brought to life by the undying love… The Angel searches for his way back into the eternal kingdom. With the help of the battled lover… can the Angel ever find his way?
The story unfolds,
to reveal the truths about nature.
The sounds the creatures make.
The scents the flowers relay,
and the shades the trees display.
Still climbing
Rocks sliding from underfoot,
stumbling and shook.
The determination is the hook.
The beast is Fierce!
Smoke rising,
the pits rumbling,
dark tiding brings clouds thundering.
What do you need in order to succeed?
My hunger encroaches,
creeping on the life I never had,
never wanted,
wish was mine.
The best question to ask when we want to explore something different.
Saving one life is more precious than Gold.
But now I’m cold, caught in a frost…
What would it be like if everyday was a new day, not because you decided to but you couldn’t help it, the disease was eating away at your memory.