undiscover life

_Kitana_

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Thoughts so far away
unheard where no one listen…
As the tiny bit of noise
becomes a scream of such a beautiful notion,
Almost taunting idea put to motion
That it has somewhere, some how
been heard by someone.
Though they are lost amongst themselves
And can not explain the world…..
No! Not in the details that you’ve asked for.
But isn’t that the glory of undiscovering life,
To have a ghost of an angel take your hand…
And listen to your mind, your heart….
Breathe the very air of your soul.
 

skylinec

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thats really good.............question though...why do you post all your poems in the morning?
 

Smoke

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Skyline-Cobra said:
thats really good.............question though...why do you post all your poems in the morning?
Because, maybe she wakes up and thinks of it, and types it out? :p
 

_Kitana_

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Skyline-Cobra said:
thats really good.............question though...why do you post all your poems in the morning?

I write them all on the spot at night......then they go through the process of being revised through the night untill in the morning they are born to their present forum.
 

skylinec

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_Kitana_ said:
I write them all on the spot at night......then they go through the process of being revised through the night untill in the morning they are born to their present forum.
i don't have the patience to do that
 

_Kitana_

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Skyline-Cobra said:
i don't have the patience to do that

Just for you I will write a poem now durning daytime hours though they fall short of the things i write at night.

What honor comes from this
a piece of steal and metal,
it soul purpose to destroy.

Yet it lays in the coldest black of beauty,
so stunning and smooth
that I shall never leave it lay.

For In my sleep it is my Angel,
In my wake it my Guardian,
In battle it is my Friend....

It is a killer like me, a warrior, a soldier
all names to be heard that I am but
a murder of life, a sinner of darkness.

And may God have mercy on me
for I have seen my day in hell
I have tasted my nigh of haunting illusions.

I have come to rest and be no more
in the mouth of death
to defend this soil, I call home....