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they hang in the airlike hummingbirds that don't know where to go,they hang in the air by ~zembelle
that can't quite find the nectar
and even if they do, it'll be out of
like drops of rain that find their target drenched,
holding careful palms aloft
to catch the tears, I mean the
like half-smoked cigarettes tossed from the car,
from the driver's seat window
down, down, down to the ground, still
Makers Of The Cage. Holders Of The Key.Our eyes are the closest thing we have to freedom.Makers Of The Cage. Holders Of The Key. by ~jul320
We see endless blue sky, and the stars beyond.
We see the beauty of the world.
We see our reflection in the mirror;
the reality, and the fantasy.
Our eyes see far and great.
But the rest of us cannot follow.
Our hands probe the steel bars around us.
Fumbling in the dark.
Cut by the sharp edges.
The bleeding never stops.
Our feet shuffle around.
Trying to go places.
But we walk in circles.
Our emotions go from red to blue;
orange to green;
yellow to purple,
mixing in a haze.
Our mind goes to dark places,
and only wanders deeper.
Oblivious to the place right next door.
It knows the freedom,
it knows the pit.
There are endless paths to take.
There's a cage we need to break.
There is a key ourselves create.
In our hands, it's never too late.
The Great BirdThere is a fat, balding Eagle,The Great Bird by *Promethicon
corpulent and starving, bloated and hungry
Its feathered skin is stretched taut
straining, heaving to contain its bulk
Ill and weary, dyspeptic and paranoid
it plunges ever downward, falling toward ruin
Its drone eyes turned ever outward
though its vision is blurred
Its talons ever grasping
at ghosts in the smoke
Imperium! Imperium! From sea to shining sea!
Its imperative is to rule, for the good of all
commanding a murder of black hawks
and a colony of thunderbirds
Though it nests on Earth
It presumes to rule the heavens
Blowing a featherThe way she blows this featherBlowing a feather by *WhitePlumFragrance
All of them screw their knees,
Falling for her.
Blessed by a blue-eyed breeze
All of them crave an eternal embrace.
Gardens of golden flowers
Reflected stars on the water's surface
So many gifts she justly deserves
The rose-coloured feather,
Gift from heavens,
Brings daylight to a sinner
She's an angel without wings
Our DutyWe swallowed the path homeOur Duty by *MineralAccident
Because we were hungry,
Though starving is an ongoing
Story, an empty bag
Dancing in the streets,
Full of an unfastened voice
Walking through the house,
Wind unchained, heart admonished.
Heaven fills its eyes, crawls away,
That sleeping boat content to follow
The vacant waves, intervals
Of dying that we dare not interrupt,
And we watch the kind ear shrinking
From our charcoal docks; heaven
With a full stomach crawls away.
This is what we were put here for.
Hello everyone! I'm so sorry for not posting this yesterday, but it was a pretty hectic day. I had to look after my younger step brother, go food shopping with the little money I had, take 2 kids trick-or-treating then I had a movie night with my best friend and got mortaled. Right now, I can't feel my head and it hurts to blink, but anyway... It's a Halloween feature (sort of), so enjoy this late, festive feature!
Two of our admins have been busy so myself and Kevin have done double features.
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