PARALYSIS
 WHAT I'M WRITING ABOUT IS THE TOTAL PARALYSIS WHEN ALL POSSIBLE RESOURCES ARE IN USE AT THE SAME TIME, AND NONE ARE ALLOWED TO BE MORE THAN JUST BEING...
'A Dream'
#7 of original writing a free write that i did while listening to eluvium's 'prelude for time feelers' <3 writing © munchypaws within the melody as you sleep, drifting away with faith and time.
The Wolf's Watch
"Time is short, And, I know you're Listening, So, I'll make this Quick..." The pain, It still remained. Much less than The soul-crushing Agony, But still, Present. The great wolf lifted His head from his Contemplations. "Yet...
Stillness
free verse, but has some structure to it, because i like rhyme schemes and such. haven't written a poem i've deemed decent enough for uploading anywhere in a few years, so kinda nervous about this and the next few.
Poem: Come with me, my little friend
This is the sky and we're bound, to fly, to see, to be free. a dragon's fate is freedom for eternity. now, go home, my little friend. dream of me and never forget, please, never forget to be free. never forget me.
Dancing Away the Human - A Poem
Dancing When you don't know how, Still feels good. Two left feet don't matter. Because you forget your human body And find a better one For the length of a melody. Taken away Carried by regret Hugged by your inhibitions And snuggled by...
One Dot Below the I (#3)
I KNOW IT'S SEPTEMBER AND THE HEATHER IS ABLOOM NOW AND I KNOW IT'S RAINING FOR I HEAR IT STRIKING THE ROOF ALSO NOW THE RAIN IS HEAVY THIS MOMENT DO I HAVE THE TIME FOR "NOW" IF THE HEATHER BLOOMS IN THE RAIN NOONE WILL NOTICE...
One Dot Below the I (#5)
THIS RULE YOU'RE SITTING HERE LISTENING ONLY TO YOUR INNER COLLISIONS YOU'VE GONE TO THE MOVIES WITHIN YOURSELF MAN! WAKE UP YOUR LOVE IS ON HER WAY TO YOU IN SIXTEEN AMBULANCES WHILE YOU DANGLE FROM A STRAND LIKE YOUR ALTERNATE I IS...
Isle Dreamscape
Forever out of reach, White sands covered in green. Strangely enough on these seas, Tropical though they be to these eyes of mine, Every single one holds nothing but pine. So I marvel at impossible trees, And waters that hold a perfect sheen,...
I Dream of the Deep
Water flows o'er the winding stair, though lo and behold 'tis not but air. The walls speak falsely of their type, the glass ripples and jumps to the wind's pipe. Endless towers bright and bold, What stories do you tell beneath the waves,...
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Moonlight Lovers
Oh, ballad of old Telling tales so oft told Grace us with your stories once more Of a time that has come and gone; existing no more A quiet story of a young and tender love Pure and gentle as the moon high above Two young souls Tied together by...