Werewolf Wishes
#1 of poetry immortality as a burden. did you know that we can sense the sun? the duality of our nature. life and death. hunger and satiation. violence and peace. moon and sun.
Nebulae
My favorite so far :) nebulae a galaxy-filled sky constellations arbitrary of stars soon to die and its soul unable to carry the burden of the universe.
Love of the Wolf
But that won't ease the burden of my soul, as i am sisyphus, up there's my goal.
One of my poems
Under chilled chilly rain and my heart beating in my chest stubbornly why, if there is no need to have it go one under the canopy of heaven not basking in the dead radiance of the moon dead in the eyes reflected a ghostly sheen and pressure on soul burden
Memories
The memories cherish it like our identity we are nothing without it through it our being is forged in it we find pain and solace embrace it we have discomfort and peace our memories will live a burden
Feyrahl, FA Ch 3.3
"leave it to you to consider something good in the same manner as a burden, sie." silas laughed-- it was a loud sound, but quickly cut off with the exhale of someone who'd had something impact their abdomen.
Matriarchy
._ _ _ _in hyena society, it is the female upon whose shoulders is placed the burdens of maintaining said society._ _ _ **_see gender roles for more information._** **_ _** _opposite page: an artist's rendering of a female hyena's pseudo-penis
Ramblings...
Too easy for many to complete slow going among the speeding, the steps like silk leave paths concrete higher than dreams, farther than imagined memories fictional futures fall quickly in unknown shadows, taking with them imagined histories blankets of burden
Possession
Not a day passes that i do not wish, to be free of the burden of what once was. every day i wish i could forget, dreams that never became.
Death's Blood Ch. Eight: The Burdens We Carry
Eight: the burdens we carry (i heeded what my mother and clement told me. the only thing that i could do was keep on living.
Dragon's Burden: Entering the Wild West ~Ira Gremka'
The chilly air aroung me was blowing hard. The trees were just the iceing for conditions to not fly with this kind of wind, so I stayed on the ground. Looking around for a field in this enchanted forest, being a lone, as usual, made it kinda eriee.. I...
Hip-no-ties’d...
Mesmerized by the lack of luck i walk about, only in place, as time leaves me stuck among the many thoughts long waiting for completion, or closure i let tired eyes wander about the buildings of burdens, ever reaching further into the mental darkness never