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The Arc of Nephilim - Prologue
Prologue – Death in New Beginnings
Screams of people and the rumbling of concrete first came to young Kathrine’s ears, the last thing she recalled was her father carrying her in his arms as he ran through a crowd trying to reach to safety, she recalled his frantic breath and the pounding of his heart that gave faint comfort to the horror of what was happening around them. The sound of an alarm blaring, muting much of everything else in sound, even that of a building that was falling above them as her father used himself to shield her blanketing her in familiar warmth and darkness. When she awoke the siren and long since stopped, the faint sounds of people shouting in the distance could be heard as she slowly sat up only to wince and grasp her left arm feeling a slight dampness. She pulled her hand away to see it coated in red. Fear came next as she looked around for her father.
“Dad? Where are you?” she called out in confusion before the sound of falling
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Cycle
On the withering dusk of this Prolonged Caprice,
When my feeble and disfigured vessel
Will be suspended at edge of the Primeval Well,
I know that you will stay beside me
To console the fading remnants of my spirit
With one final faint caress.
And my ending thoughts will be devoured by regret
For failing to follow you into Ever Expanding Chaos,
My Angelic Anastasia - my benevolent august muse,
Before the unwithstandable Cascade of Sand
Hurls my being deep into total oblivion,
Where I shall meld with the infinite silence!
Then after a strange and unperceived shift
I will reignite as an absorber of putrescence,
Letting it engulf me in its ensnaring sweetness.
Thus compelled to feast on it relentlessly,
I will burrow through layers of darkness,
Only to emerge into a domain of blinding white!
And amidst my writhing from its blazing weight,
It will be at once dissolved by the ethereal wisps
Of an unraveled eclipse descending upon me!
Its ominous h
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Pro life? You mean pro suffering!
I wanted to give my opinion on this matter once and for all. This text is addressed to all pro-life people.
Why do you think that forcing a women to have children is going to make the world a better place? It won’t. It will just bring more suffering. It will be hell for both the parent and the child.
Imagine a girl was raped. Do you think she will take good care of the child? No, obviously not. Since she didn’t want the kid she will neglect it and/or abuse it, letting out all her anger and frustration on the child.
“I hate you! I didn’t want you!” the mother yells as she beats up her kid. That is what will happen. Is that what you want?
And then the child will grow up completely broken. The child will become a malfunctioning adult who doesn’t know how to live properly because they were forced to grow up in a toxic environment.
That is, if they managed to become adults of course.
Because many of these abused children won’t become adults. They wi
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Murphy's Law in Physics
Falling behind
Losing my mind
Can’t even focus on Chemistry
Coming closer to insanity
Need something to dull the pain
Need something to kill my brain
The pain is searing
My eyes are blearing
The voices now again start to sing
There’s and itch in my wrist
I can barely resist
Taking an end to my suffering
Newton should have died
Concussion, choking, maybe suicide
I’m feeling tired, I’m feeling sick
Driven insane by god… damn… Physics…
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Literature
Begging to be Loved
The tattered man stands from his wretchedness
Moving to reclaim his dignity
“I'm through begging to be loved!”
He calls to the sky
For, say, about the hundredth time
He casts his bowl to the ground, shattering
And goes on his way
Aching soles
And aching soul
He is an island
And he's invested far too much of his light
Calling heedless ships to shore
He is everything he needs
He is the means and the end
He is a one man army marching in a circle
He tells himself he is content
For a while
But the night is so long
And it's amazing how hungry a man can get before morning
He doesn't even make it to the corner of his street
“I'll just lie down and rest for a while.”
He lies down on the ground
Worse off than before
A cracked bowl at his feet
He needs mercy far too much to have a hope in hell of receiving it
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Literature
Ye Old Tree
A tired tree pondered over words for maiden fair
alas no more, no more writing with a heart beating for heart,
The tired tree looks to pastures new, to forge a new path
with words that flow and ebb with new meaning.
A pen hits paper and ink bleeds forth blackening the once pristine paper
the blood forms letters and swells till they become words,
Some of them contain deep meaning giving light to dreams
some of them are malformed, desperate attempts to give heart to blood of the pen.
The tree finds it's self drowned in a sea of black blood
it swirls like a tornado creating an even darker pit with no end,
The ink from the trees words began to run once
not from pen whence it came but to join the sea below.
The black water which had been but a small stream
was now a great river growing ever more because of the weight of the trees words,
The river collides into the sea below and raise once more to grasp the air
only to die down and join the rest the blackness.
The sun raises high in the sky
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She
She has books full of wonder
She has
Her corner in the wretched world
She has warmth sealed inside her
She has beauty
Wrapped up in her darkness
She has bleeding pain
So that her soul can be secure
She has thorns so sharp and black
To embrace
Her little yearning heart
In a wasteland dried out
Where the wind blows hard and cold
She has her head
So stubborn
With her dreams of a future bright
She has the night
She has waterfalls under the moon
She has stars
So far away
Where one day she will be
Where love is born and never fades
Where her scars will disappear
But there is no such place now
And her memories have sealed her fate
Pain has evolved
And hate never dies
And she's lost all the same
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Untitled Prose
Life’s hard because every time you have something, you want something else.
Every time you get what you want, you’re too scared of losing it, to actually appreciate it.
We spend time planning; for tomorrow, for next month, for next year, even 5,10, 15, 20 years from now.
–– Today is what holds you, tomorrow hasn’t yet grown arms, and the years that come haven’t even been conjured up.
Let’s regress to a simpler time. A time when time wasn’t tracked, chased, mourned and caged. An age when we were one with the Universe, not one in the Universe. Our ego’s have run away with our minds in their pocket, and we’ve let them do our thinking and talking.
That tree beside you, that animal, that insect, that air you breathe, the water you drink, those walking around you, those you don’t see or even think about –– they’re all just as important as one another, and just as vital to right now. Don
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Light My Fire
Light My Fire
"In the Name of Love"
For Puabi
We lie together upon my bed of oak;
Our hearts are surely flames of desire.
The longer we linger, the hotter they grow;
Still, she lights my fire.
Outdoors, the sky grows dark for the night;
Indoors, there is more than electric lights;
The fire she lights is burning higher..
And higher..and higher...
"Darling, set this night on fire!"
"Beloved"
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THE BUTTERFLY WITH NO NAME
Emotions Flowed Like A Raging Fire
As I watched The Birth Of Dawn
Softness And Beauty Of Stars Had Past
My Heart Still Heavy And Forlorn
My Spirit Was Ebbing I was About To Go
When Something Caught My Eye
A Solitary Cloud So Pure And White
Appeared From Way Up High
My Eyes Now Ember With Rising Sun
Saw An Amazing Sight
Within Its Fleece A Golden Glow
And A Butterfly Took Flight
Such Beauty I Had Never Seen
It Sat Upon My Hand
And Said To Me In A Voice So Soft
I Was A Spirit Of The Lamb
My Soul Was Open My Heart Poured Forth
It Listened With Silent Embrace
And When I Had Finished It Smiled At Me
With Serenity, Peace And Grace
Moments Of Silence As We Shared The Dawn
Then It Whispered It Was Time To Part
And As It Began To Fly Away
A Sudden Lightness Filled My Heart
I Watched In Joy As My Newfound Friend
Returned From Whence It Came
My Fears And Sorrows All Had Been Taken
By The Butterfly With No Name
Had I Seen The Truth Within The Cloud
I Would Have Witnessed A Wondrous Sight
For The B
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A HUG IS ALL YOU'LL NEED TO SAY
If There's Someone You Love, Someone You've Wronged
And You Don't Know What To Say -
Don't Shrug Your Shoulders, Giving Up Hope
Leaving It For Another Day
For Life's Wake Is Short, Don't You Know
There May Be No Words To Hear -
As You Place The Flowers, Shed Your Tears
Upon The Earth Holding Someone So Dear
Your Mind In A Daze, Emotions On Fire
Wishing You Could Turn Back Time -
As You Gaze Upon A Loved Ones Grave
Memories Of When Everything Was Fine
If There's Someone You Love, Someone You've Wronged
Don't Leave It For Another Day -
With Love In Your Heart, Hug Them Close
It's All The Words You'll Need To Say
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Not my melody? That's OK, Because I'm here to stay
I let go of the one near to me, He is no longer dear to me.
I had to show, That I know.... It would end some day.
Even if I sat down and peacefully prayed each day.
It was never meant to be.  I knew that and it was fine with me.
He just made me feel bad by throwing it in my face.
I didn't want to keep up with the paste.
I must ask, but I won't.
No I will, Why don't.....
I Can not ask, I can not hide.
Because he took all my pride.
Sometimes I feel writing this,
Is just throwing feelings out their like my heart clinched in a fist.
But, why did he talk to me all this time?
Maybe because you wanted me to feel like a lost dime.
I am nothing to the one I love.
I shall stand up and fly like a dove.
Could he not be, the forgotten beat to my melody?
Well he's not. and will never be for all internaity
So he could not fix me, That's OK.
Because, Prince of mine,
I'm here to stay.
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Just a doll. TRUE STORY.
Every person who cut me, and left scars. Will pay. They will find their weakness after they see the real kind of person I am. Some people can;t face the truth until it becomes a reality. I know how it feels to be cut non-stop. to be hurt and never get up. This is all because I trusted them. But no, Never trust a bully. Because in the end you will be broken like me. Just a doll, that no one loves. Just a doll that is Nothing to the person they love! Just a doll, is what I am.
  Some one asked me if this was true, My reply is:
Yes, I was bullied in the 4th grade and It was more of abuse. She lied to me every day, I believed her because I didn't know any better. She slapped me every time I didn't do what she said. She threw glass at me once because I didn't find it in time, threatened me every day to kill one dear to me. I was betrayed too that year by a girl I thought was my best friend, But no. I must of been trying to hold on for so long that best friends don't exist any more
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My broken book.
You want to know every thing about me? Well, That is your choice, Once you open my book, It can not close you see, Because you will forever be on chapter one.
Hm, But Chapter one is only the beginning. You will never reach my climax. For the only one I Will allow to reach it, Would Be the one I Spend the rest of my life with, For only them can understand my "Exciting" Climax, But I Should warn you, Their will always be some thing shocking in every book you open! So, Do you really want to open my book? Ahem, I'm sorry, But you can. I Will forever hold the key on my Dreadful book... So, My dear Friend, You may think you know every thing about me, But your wrong. You will forever be on chapter one.
So. Sick.To.One.Book. Before you reach the other. I Will not be a shell on that sea shore and I Will forever stay on two sides of my mirror. I Will show Every one the scars and burns on my body to show them how it feels to be unwanted, So Don't try to fix me! I Will always, AND FOREVER! Be. A b
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:iconmythiril:
Mythiril Featured By Owner Mar 19, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
your poetry folder is full
are you active btw or what? 
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Michel-le-fou Featured By Owner Mar 21, 2017  Professional Writer
Yes. OK I'll add anew folder and thanks for the tip!
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Stasia101Official Featured By Owner Mar 30, 2015  Student General Artist
wow, thanks for the features! much appreciated :) :)
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tonystona Featured By Owner Jun 30, 2013
So whats this group about ?
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Michel-le-fou Featured By Owner Jun 30, 2013  Professional Writer
Mostly writing such as poetry, stories, fan fiction, etc. A picture may be submitted either as a separate deviation or as a preview for literature.
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tonystona Featured By Owner Jul 1, 2013
So thats all well and confusing.
Does my stuff count ?
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Michel-le-fou Featured By Owner Jul 1, 2013  Professional Writer
If it is one of the above-mentioned, it does. I will suggest that you edit and proofread before submitting to set the style you want.
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Michel-le-fou Featured By Owner Nov 2, 2012  Professional Writer
Welcome on board, Everlasting90!
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Everlasting90 Featured By Owner Dec 18, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
I never even saw this. Thank you, my good man :bow:
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Michel-le-fou Featured By Owner Dec 18, 2012  Professional Writer
Welcome always.
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