one nation (poem)
We pray for death in a foreign country, while people here are ever hungry. we hate the gays for their way of love, then pass off our hate as words from above.
For Dwale
What hope have we who wait in life, who sit and pray and watch for your next breath?
Drem Yol Lok
Raging fingers of the mountain) strun tol kul vulon yuvon (storms that light the night in gold) nu hanu ko krah frulvokrein (now dreaming in cold clouds) nuz filok fod bah zul rein (but escape when wrathful voice roars) zu draal smoliin aav onikaan (i pray
Regret
The only thing i do pray for is amnesia, so that all this, i'll one day forget.
When My Brethren Call
I am stuck though, only able to lower my head to my arms and weep, praying i can find them in my sleep. the wolf swamps me, forging new bonds within my mind. my skin cracks, fur spreading new warmth over my bones.
For my Stallion
Bad reception and minutes keep me away next time i see you i will never stay away i sit at my computer and stare your skype stays offline but at your name i stare im missing you so much and all i do is stare at a computer screen melting my mind away praying
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Even in my admittedly perverse thought and desires i find little comfort it is like my most favorite foods lost their appeal and flavor i yearn for something to distract my wits, what i wouldnt give for even a small toy yet nothing comes though i pray
Empathy Pains
I will continue to pray, i will continue to hope. i will help in anyway i can, i have empathy pains. do not worry, do not blame, do not stress. everything will be okay, just rest, my friend.
Dream long, Dream Lost
When there's no one there and pray for the best when they all can't care. the wind cries. the moon waits. the sun shuts out the dark lit gates. dreams they haunt. memory lingers. imagination just lifts a finger.
Letters of Einstein & Rosen: Prolog
I pray to unahlahnauhi, the great spirit, this letter reaches you, in good health and spirits. my apologies for the delay in writing. the events of the last moon has been exceptionally time consuming.
Warmth In The Trenches
He prayed that the artillery had not eroded the cover of the meagre breastworks along the shallow ditch that he now had to traverse.
Werewolf woes
Make the children of the moon the night time guards of this your faithful town" zurak prayed. he had never been one for religion, but even he could feel the growing power of the black king to the north.