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InspiredIn the bitter snow,there lies a flower
Out of season,
Out of place,
Improbable

That soft,glowing warmth
Delicate and easily broken

The very harshness
Of oblivion and winter
Doth

Lean over that flower,
hesitating,
Frigid eyes lingering
In the warmth

A touch, so close-

Hades and PersephoneThe king of the underworld
The daughter of life
His eyes dark cold and icy
Hers light and airy

Light flickers through
Enhancing her innocence
Darkness surrounds him
Shielding his heart

What happens when these two cross?
The king of death and the daughter of life
Does she wither and wait
to accept her fate
or does she warm his shielded heart?

What happens when these two fall in love?
Can happiness reside where light cannot?
or will it slowly flicker away until it is no more
and give into the darkness around her?

They say even the smallest bit of light
Will shine in the darkness
Until it finally gives in
and flickers away

S

Perfection, Part I

Pt I

Perfection
The word so nearly incomplete
What a remarkable feat
To see the one you love
Ice cold with white feet

Perfection
A mirror to reflect the tears
Of a love you once found so dear
Remember the time
When the flower met the dust

But the time faded
Ever-so-slowly with the stars
Mystery lies clear beneath the bones
To shed of the love you replaced with fear
But when all grace came, you made yourself fame

And a million light years away
You met her, walking to your grave
A curious being
A curious feeling
Had she not been the presence
You were wishing for?

Taken from the fairy
A tale whispered so murderously
"I'll

Another InspiredMortals have trouble understanding the concept of love:

What does it mean?
What is it?
Will it ever happen to me?

All the questions and more run through their mind- since they have been able to think for themselves and distance themselves from the realm of apes, that one eternal question lingers-

What is love?

Such a swift, fleeting, eternal, painful, wondrous thing- it cannot be put into words.

Yet mortals have put it into flesh and blood- Aphrodite and her son Eros.

Ridiculous, I say.
How can such a malicious thing be called love? It is a disgusting mockery.

Then again...I am hypocritical. Once I thought love to be something best

Temptation"Oh but mother!" I sighed shaking my head at her as she crossed her arms giving me a stern glare.

"Don't defy me, Perisia! You know very well to never cross into that land! After what happened your older sister, I couldn't bear loosing you too!" She said unfolding her arms pulling me into warm sun kissed hug, I couldn't help but hug her back. I completely understood what she meant, my sister Persephone had wandered off and…and was seduced by the god Hades. My mother, Demeter, was devastated but after a deal with my uncle, Zeus, he was able to free Persephone for six months. During those months my mother had lightened up and was happy.

Perfection, Part IV

Pt IV

Giggling with glee
Persephone gently pushed Hades away
Ignoring the curious arch of his brow
She slid away from the tree

Following her slowly
She continued to back away from him
And after a moment
She stopped in a clear opening

Once he made it to her
She placed her hands around his neck
And kissed him so passionately
That it seemed as if
It would be the last time she'd see him
Though she knew better

As for Hades
He was happy
For the first time in a while
He finally got what he wanted
Without having to make it happen

Though the kiss struck cold
When the footsteps in the snow
Were lighted by ones of unknown
Hidden i

Persephone's last mistake...The cold air was unbearable, but she had to keep on going. If she didn't reach her destined point in time...

Persephone shook her head. She wouldn't think of that. She would make it. She would.

The thin garment she wore seemed to do nothing to stop the cold from seeping to her very core, but if she concentrated really hard, she could thaw out some of the cold with the envisionment of making it to the edge of the forest, and finally being able to rest at peace.

Without warning, the thought of her mother, and how disappointed she would be, filled Persephone's mind. She shivered, and all warmth was gone from her body in an instant. Her mother

My FairytaleI never wanted to be the princess of my fairy tale

Id'e prefer to be the knight

Petals and Ash I

What do you do when you have a life- no, not a life a curse- where you are surrounded by nothing but death? The pleasure of looking forward to death ripped from your control? To be immortal…

There is no elixir, no weapon and absolutely no thread of life that will be cut for me if anything tried to take my life. Trust me I have tried.

What good is it to be eternally bound to this Zeus-forsaken body I've been given when it feels like I'm constantly living the regret of a simple mistake by choosing the wrong stick in a game of "shortest stick looses?"

To be the Lord of the Underworld…

Guardian of lost souls.

Forever bou

Visions I never particularly liked caves. Especially not dark, damp caves in the middle of the volcanic swamps of the south. I was naturally claustrophobic, a trait my whole family had. I looked back at Elaina with a pained expression, a silent ‘Don’t make me do this’. She looked back at me with a hard look and I sighed. I began to wonder why I, a lord who had better things to do, had agreed to help this crazy human.
The halls of the cave glistened with moister, the dank smell of dust and musty cave rot wafting along the breeze. Elaina stopped.
“Do you hear that?” I frowned, listening carefully. A light giggle tailed b

Japanese Alphabetあいうえお
A I U E O
かきくけこ
Ka Ki Ku Ke Ko
さしすせそ
Sa Shi Su Se So
たちつてと
Ta Chi Tsu Te To
なにぬねの
Na Ni Nu Ne No
はひふへほ
Ha Hi Fu He Ho
まみむめも
Ma Mi Mu Me Mo
やゆよ
Ya Yu Yo
らりるれろ
Ra Ri Ru Re Ro
わをん
Wa Wo N

アイラブ　ユーラブ　A I U E O
airabu yu^rabu A I U E O

Peach PieMami fiddled with the ruffles on her dress, unsatisfied with the rough fabric against her legs. The large bow on the back of her dress didn't help matters, as it made it hard to sit back on the seat. "Will we be there soon?" she asked.

Her mother glanced back at her over the seat. "We'll be there soon. It's not too far now. Don't ruffle your dress like that. It's not becoming of a little girl."

Frowning, Mami glanced out the window as they drove along the freeway. Lights twinkled and cars sped past. She liked her dress just fine. It was very pretty, and she loved pretty clothes. She just didn't like pretty clothes that were uncomfortable. S

The silent roomI open the door,
the room is silent and plunged in darkness.
I lift the covers
and dive into my bed.

The curtains are dancing
with the rythm of the fresh night air
caressing the window sills
and lifting up to show the pale moon light.

The silence is an eerie feeling,
it's filled with the swoosh and swish
of wind, curtains and shadows in the night.

Yes, the shadows, they are rising.
They grin with their creepy smiles,
on their undefined face they smirk,
inviting me to join their silent dance.
They dance across my room,
they dance across the moon.

They don't leave me a second of peace
approaching me as the moon l

Friends and FoesI miss them all the friends and foes
As I cry without a sound
I'll miss them all the friends and foes
Untill I'm in the ground
I miss them all the friends and foes
There smiles and there jeers
I miss them all the friends and foes
As I shed my tears
I miss them all the friends and foes
Since I left I have been dead
I miss them all the friends and foes
To them this was never said

When Angels Cry

Stitch these wounds, dear, tonight is when the angels cry.
Dream a little dream of me, dear, sing and ignite.
Through broken strings and broken bones,the thread that once
held me to you close, my eyes are open, my eyes are shut.
carry me to hell or take me to heaven, send me those
sweet stars that lie up above.

Lets get a good grip and hold on tight to reality
because nothing is ever as it seems,
I'll cry for you because you cried for me,
lost at this battle, this never ending tale, this
gruesome, terrible parody of love.

Dance with the devil, cry tears that are of crimson
kill me softly, cant get a grip of you, a beating heart

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Winter can never reach Spring

by ~The-blue-wolf, Jun 15, 2011, 11:20:51 AM
Literature / Poetry / Spiritual / Visual & Found Poetry

Spring
Always inviting
Forever there to bring a stop to the cold
Scent mesmerizing, warmth intoxicating
Always wanted, always wished for

Winter
Always wished away
Tries to hold on, tries to steal the warmth
Always whisked away by the warmth of Spring
But always there

Wanting what it can't have
Grasping what can't be reached
Winter
A weapon in the night
Spring
A shield in the light

Always so near
But always destined to be apart

Winter can never reach Springby ~The-blue-wolf

Literature / Poetry / Spiritual / Visual & Found Poetry

I was inspired by this picture [link]

Before I knew the inspiration for the artist, I saw it as the barren Winter, always longing the heat of the Spring. So close, yet so far.

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Mood: Wow!

~Greyfaerie4 Sep 12, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Wow.

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~BlackandPinkDoll Jul 5, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

This mpoem moved me to the point I feel like crying, excellent job!!

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~The-blue-wolf Jul 11, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

omg thank you! I never thought this poem would bring people to such emotions. Thank you!

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~BlackandPinkDoll Jul 16, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

You are most welcome

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~Hat-Photographie Jun 13, 2012 Student Photographer

aww it's bautifull & very sad for the winter^^♥

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~The-blue-wolf Jun 13, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Thank you so much for the comment <3 It's really appreciated. And yes, I felt sad for winter as well

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~Hat-Photographie Jun 14, 2012 Student Photographer

You must do other poems about winter ♥

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~The-blue-wolf Jun 18, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

I've actually thought about doing that. Maybe a story

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~Hat-Photographie Jun 19, 2012 Student Photographer

tell me when you'll do one then !

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~The-blue-wolf Jun 19, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

I shall. Thank you

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