Heart of stone
walking through the gallery
one can see utmost splendour
in vintage expressing forms,
oiled canvas and pastille smiles
and souls trapped in tombs of clay.
Other
I cant accept love, it buries you in a tomb.
love only brings sacrifice.
thats not the life i love that could suffice!
...
what about justice...?
hah! as if! everyone acts acord to their own sense of justice.
then could it be something we all have?
Poem, Rain, War, country, despair, peace
Through the eyes of owls which see the everlasting tomorrow that whispers within, the words once spoken shine within truth's tomb of nothingness, revealing the beating soul which still breaths the words peace
hidden within the dark abyss of lies, the chains
Bird, Chain, Emotion, Emotional, Poetry, Promise, furry, hidden, lonely, truth
This prison of the light my eyes beholding the beauty of night
the vampire's waltz whirling to the beat the walls stained with mirrors no reflection seen we are invisible to the naked eye
we're going inside the cemetery to the family graves we enter the tomb
Dancing, Love, Mythological Creature, Vampire
This cell is my tomb!
please leave this room.
i can only hurt the people i love.
when we die your soul will go above.
but mine will sink to hell.
don't go there as well.
i am alone once more,
in a cell with no door.
Poem, Sad
Don't be in a hurry because his furry will send you to yoru tomb and your coffen is the ground your guts everywhere.
Demon, Husky
I kiss away your memories,
i lay down your favorite bouquet,
i hold back the growing tears,
i wake from our lovers'-dream-stare,
i open your tomb's doors,
i leave the pearl and ivory grave,
i try to wait for you on the other side,
and wait patiently
Love, Romance
Of warmth,_
_"do not fear in your loneliness',_
_do not despair in your loneliness',_
_we shall meet at the river of hope,_
_we shall meet at the mountain of strength,_
_do not fear in you shadows of the past,_
_do not mind your loneliness,_
_this tomb
Action, Dark, Heated, Pain, Poem, Sexy, Sorrow, light
Will this cave truly become my tomb? can i ever see my wife and son again? gotta think of something. find every nook and cranny. eat every fruit you can find, make sure there's always water in the flask. i hear noises in the distance.
Cave, survivor
Mind seems hesitant to raise that curtain
i lack in push, to finally lay to rest, what seems to haunt me so
to that closure, i don't want it, at least i think, down that path, i'm not ready to go
"for now, i simply wait, in this room, this tomb
Poem, Poetry, Short Story, slice of life