Pagan Poetry

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Comment by Carabella on July 28, 2009 at 10:30am

i wrote this more or less to just get the thoughts out of my head for a minute so I could focus on other things. Even though its incomplete and just random I still wanted to share it.

Commitment.
A free fall of love.
Compromise.
A true companion does.
Dedicate.
To throw yourself in.
Sacrifice.
Knowing you can only win.
Do you want this?
Are you willing?
Can we make it happen?
Are these wasted feelings?

Comment by Carabella on July 28, 2009 at 10:26am

WARRIOR'S CLEANSE

Take flight,
Go ahead and soar.
Clouds in sight,
& a sun you can't ingore.

Feel aglow,
Seap in the warmth.
Take it slow,
B/C here lies your comfort.

Let this light,
Heal your battle wounds.
Its alright,
They will disappear soon.

The sun light will blind you,
Take away those memories of pain.
Those clouds in your head,
They will fade away with the rain.

Let the beauty outside,
Heal you on the inside.
Cleanse yourself like a warrior,
and let those tears flow like a river.

~J.Kelly
my love for you will never disappear for you ARE my soulmate

Comment by Carabella on July 28, 2009 at 10:22am

RECIPROCATE

She made us,
Gave us breath.
She molded us,
To fit her needs.

Gave us sight,
To take in her beauties.
Gave us scent,
To revel in her smells.

Blessed us with touch,
To experience her textures.
Blessed us with hearing,
To listen to her mystic sounds.

She gave us her passion,
So we could embrace her wholly.
She gave us her love,
So we can be as forgiving as she.

She blessed us with so much,
In return she deserves our devotion.
Protect her from further harm,
& build her from the damage already done.

~J.Kelly

Comment by Alandra Nicole Moreira on July 22, 2009 at 8:45am

You look at me
I look at you
The words are spoken
In the silence
You lean in
And I do too
And at a gentle touch
Do our lips form a kiss
Never again will arise
Such a feeling of bliss

Love on your side
Transffered to mine
Fear is shared
But the sun still shines

Wrapped in each other
We watched the sunset bathe
And felt the moon splinter
Through and out of the clouds

The stars bled a deep wound
Which we, together, learned to heal
May that celestrial fire we taught to burn
Forever flame in the love for each other we feel

Comment by Carabella on July 18, 2009 at 3:29pm

LOST,
CONFUSED,
TORN,
DISMEMBERED.
Tangled in this web,
so you can have me for dinner.
ABANDONED,
ALONE,
HOLLOW,
SHATTERED.
Broken on the floor,
Stomp the pieces that are scattered.
DEVOURED,
CONSUMED,
BURNT,
DIGESTED.
Take away the pain,
Holding back is not suggested.
ENEMY,
LOVER,
FRIEND,
FOE.
If its not you,
Then my fate is not known.

~J.Kelly

Comment by DIRTY BISHOP on July 16, 2009 at 4:48pm

Your soul shines through your eyes
Words from your lips hide your desires
Your breath falls lightly on my skin
Your touch is the cool rain that feeds my hot desire
A whisper from your lips sends me tumbling submissively to you whims
Who am I to deserve such attention?
Am I here for your pleasure that you should treat me so, or is it MY pleasure that draws me to your soul?
No matter the reason, the deepest desire nor the punishment I disserve, I am her of my own free will
Be gentile with your actions and be true to your desires for they may be yours but I’m here of MY own desire

Comment by PATRICIA TURNER on July 7, 2009 at 7:03pm

Sorry guys i guess i kinda lost track. Will try to get up to speed. I went depresso bad packed my house up and moved back to Georgia. So the comp went to the back burner.

Comment by Carabella on July 4, 2009 at 9:20am

velen i love your newest....beautiful. & cam all of the ones you've posted are amazing!!

Comment by Cameron S. on July 3, 2009 at 8:43pm

Nicely done Velen! It is said that with every end comes a new beginning and with every beginning there is an end. In a lot of ways it's true just like in a lot of ways of life and or rather things we experience.

Comment by Cameron S. on July 1, 2009 at 7:33pm

Warning this poem is very vivid and may not be suitable for some readers who are of young age. Also this is very personal to me so please bare that in mind.....

Caught
by
Cameron S.

Caught in the undertow;
in a place where nothing can grow.
Water so scarce no tears that flow...

my heart in pieces....
scattered across the land,
embedded inside stones,
covered under mountains of dirt, and sand.
My blood spattered out, and displayed at hand....

Caught in the undertow;
in a place where nothing can grow.
Water so scarce no tears that flow...

Rivets, and pulses scattered through out;
feeling person to person who has contact with me
making them angry, and upset and grieving at my loss.
I have become burned for my beliefs on a wooden cross...
The pain I feel is the worlds loss.

Caught in the undertow;
in a place where nothing can grow.
Water so scarce no tears that flow...

Smoke chocking me from them burning green moss...
Scorched, but still breathing
I'm loose, but at a loss...

Caught in the undertow;
in a place where nothing can grow.
Water so scarce no tears that flow...

I am quickly put into cold water
my skin bursting; I scream,
what have I done!
I am innocent; they say thats simple you hid a
witch so you must be one.

Caught in the undertow;
in a place where nothing can grow.
Water so scarce no tears that flow...

tied now to a tree,
my skin pealing from the exchange of hot to cold temperature...
I wish, and pray for a summer land like pasture,
though it is still not yet to come...

Caught in the undertow;
in a place where nothing can grow.
Water so scarce no tears that flow...

they become more bold beating me with sticks and stones....
cracking whips,
chipping peaces of my flesh,
scraping me with wooden rakes for there own pleasure...
I suffer while so many watch, listen, and hear...

Caught in the undertow;
in a place where nothing can grow.
Water so scarce no tears that flow...

this is whats to become of me; of us...
Hopefully after this, others can change there fate....
perhaps vengeance will come;
all I can do,
is just take it in spaids.

Caught in the undertow;
in a place where nothing can grow.
Water so scarce no tears that flow...

my flesh now scattered,
they leave me to rot...
nothing comes near,
for fear of being next if they are caught.
All because I refused to bow down,
and I fought for my own truth.
Like others have always sought....
my life gone,
but wont be soon forgot

Caught in the undertow;
in a place where nothing can grow.
Water so scarce no tears that flow...

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