Miscellaneous:

[mistyllspoetry]

Dividing hands.

Stars of begotten blossom.

Death raiment clings.

Fallen seasons heard life is ripe.

Chestnut stream faded strength's

only forgotten heart.



Love shared a piece of art's lips.

Clashing to painted trees

of torn leaves.

Clever mind of change decides to

sleep toward strength.



Harp of light.

Fruit of words.

Cry of tears.

Warm laughter heard.

Absurd countless numbers.

Scars of newborn babies.

Weapons from Mother Mary,

her faith of steel.



Gods of victim to science.

A false belief- the clothes are dead

without speed or the soul,

without hands from the mind the skill

broken to the skin's

irritation called home's blind find.



Behind dreams of tomorrow.

In front of a new day ahead.

Broken with no soul.

Lost completely dead.

Grass of stone reflecting chills of paper's sun.



Vast speed of sound.

Restless paperclips of ink.

The heart, one word of feelings

to hide the sorrow for the pain.

One love to hide the hurt

and guide you through the

rain.



One love to slide away

the mirror and never

see your reflection again.



Blinded in love.

One side heaven

the other side hell.

Spoken for God the soul

shares sin of lust,

sin of powers, sin of

sex, sin of hours.

The heart wears better

on the sleeve.

[zaac]

I like this one better than the previous one i just read. It has a lilting haphazard flow i like. It has a lot of disconnected images and thought provoking words that can take any reader in any different direction down their own path of wishes dreams and tears. When I write these it's hard not to just keep going because the thoughts in ink or so pronounced and brief, they keep on coming.

zaac