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My mind's thoughts via poetry...
Raven
In my wandering moments I sometimes fear
The strange things I see, warnings so clear
In moments of disillusion and confusion
I saw the raven that dared come so near
The bird with grey streaks running its neck
Stared me down until I stood up in neglect
I screamed for it to leave, to let me bereave
But it sat, and sat, in that effect
I was in the dream of my thought
Mind evading but nor had I fought
I stared back, awaiting the raven's attack
Even though I knew that insanity I sought
Envisioning the fragments that made up my mind
An explanation I could never find
For that raven haired crook, with its murderous look
It was merely a dream I told myself to be kind
A devil, perhaps, or a piece of my madness
Flying across the borders to escape all this sadness
Edging to senselessness, slipping from consciousness
I stayed wide-eyed with the raven silent nor aggressed
It was my subconscious I decided forlorn
A black raven of perseverance and mourn
It harmed nor aided, and soon it faded
But I felt it had been me all along
Shifani R.
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Rainfall
Standing at the edge
She feels the breeze go past her face
So soothing with its touch
As the sky loses its haze
The rain is here, salvation near
It seems a blessing at last has begun
Relieving tears fall from above
To give us freedom from the sun
The plants rejoice with dancing glee
And so do all the ones near me
And I look to thank the sky
For all its unexpected mercy
The beauty of a merciful kind
Showers upon us all
Though the day may be, a pallid grey
Unmatched is the hidden beauty of rainfall
Her hair dances too with all the wind
That passes through our world
And be the sky so bland in white
Yet its vibrancy untold
As the antidote for all our pain
In scorching heat and grime
The rain falls hard to wash away
And give us joy of our time
Swaying back, and swaying forth
The tree shows her its smile
She smiles back as all seems fine
When now, not sun, rain - shines
Can it be? For once, to see
Nature and man be friends
Though many battles have been fought
Between us, to a probable end
Beneficent pearls from the clouds
Come down to us to embrace
Humanity has not recognized
Nature’s peaceful ways
Beads of rain trickle down her smile
As she unites with Earth, so free
An eloquent ambivalence of feelings
For she is Humanity
Shifani R.
Written on 03. 05. 2005
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Good stuff, Shifani :)
I don't know much about poetry, but it sounds good to me! Good writing style, and I like the related attached images after each one.
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Thanks, Burns :)
This is another one I wrote when I was in 'one of my morbid moods'.
Who am I?
I am wrath,
I am regret that comes when you die.
I am damnation,
I am the tears that fall when you cry.
I am the pain and suffering
Of the children of Eve.
And I’m the fruits of corruption
That so masterfully deceives.
I am the vine of desire
That entwines around your black hearts.
I am the false vanity and caste
Which tears humanity apart.
I am power, I am relentless
I gift you prizes of fortune, jaded.
I am fake salvation, I am the disillusion,
In defeat lie my rivals, faded.
You and I
Will make a perfect twosome soon,
For I am the object of temptation,
And in you I, for all time, loom.
I am manipulation, a seed of growth,
The growth of the spawn of Wrong.
And you, human, is the soil in which I breed,
And Evil is my name and my song.
Shifani R.