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...strangely normal... by dcmbrnite, literature

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...strangely normal...

Strange little one, your thoughts flail through like shrapnel beating pulses of a thirsty heart thrumming through the cold with fir and cinnamon mixed pools of salacity Ardently designed in moments tangled innocently An impetuous taste spills the noun from your wet lips as the swell of dreams glisten along desperate eyes A tick of time shifted your world in an aberrational fumble Perspective of perception was stolen through wires of disbelief crumpling sheets of paper days when you were so... normal

A Winters Eve by dcmbrnite, literature

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A Winters Eve

Opaque frigid hues broken by winter Like the cold you've taken a hold…of me An imaginary rush, so brash in its' passion Captivated my eyes like a spell by the lore of your sincerity. Memories leisurely dance, lingering upon my lip Reflecting patterns of your face Constant in the frustration, I had my conspiracy Of a forgotten deigning that came to me, A trembling disarray of silent screams, piercing, like a winter's eve

The Loss of Hope by dcmbrnite, literature

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The Loss of Hope

Once, withering moments Listlessly quivered its' presence Cradling her lonely essence She came to my aid Nushif Adamm malum (she speaks through the torrent) Inama nishuf al a sadarr (Forever her voice sings) Eann zaratha zarati (through the ages eternally bound) Embracing this crippled frame With trembling hands weeping barrenness Lost in this maze of psychological madness She lures me through the swelling mist Nushif Adamm malum (she speaks through the torrent) Upon the damp loam, her ivory arms enfold Her lullaby whispers the dawn of memories mislaid A diluted ocean gaze calming the embers of disdain Requiems for the life t

Evanescent by dcmbrnite, literature

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Evanescent

It's no wonder Your basis for gratification Permeates an emotionless sensation Tracks scared into the crease Liquid filled syringes inject the addicts' lease You're itching You're sweating I'm bitching I'm regretting Shallow reasons excuse your relapsed apologies Another chapter to your heroin trilogies Suspicious verbal episodes linger disdain Tripping on a fix while I go insane The trying The confusion The crying The illusion Lying and stealing to fill your fundamental need While abusing love with your adulterated creed Twisting to fit, as I swallow the penitent pill You play my weaknesses to your will You're pretendin

Socio-Political Perspective by dcmbrnite, literature

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Socio-Political Perspective

Tales rerun like a back flash seat pass Tick the tock; beat the clock before it stops Rewind, replay, and slow dance the moment of our darkest day Blue Skyy sips malignant, In acid painted delusional trips Birthing bastard parasitical adolescence from self-effacing hips Adultery seeps from Bush's loins, twisted distractions within sight Of fornication's against biblical rights He did, she did merry go, here we go-rounds Reified mendacious law abides, in a silent queue, citizens lie straight beneath the pipes, and we've lost the fight Wars picket political angst, Saddom down, another round "Crawling backwards and watch our world c

Wings of Impurity by dcmbrnite, literature

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Wings of Impurity

Look within this sheath of skin See these plaited embryonic wings, One feathered in soot, The other blazing ciliations of ember, Among pale flare-pinions. Feathers once shone with effulgence, the essence of solace Eyes gaze outward upon atrophied reflection While sorrow waltzed upon swollen seas Tattered fabric waves amidst visions cloud Engulfing all sounds, slowly sink these faded solemn dreams Secrets dwell on the tongues of blighted sage Look below: Dwindling sulfuric ashes gyre Devoured by a purgatory holocaust Fierce ebony wings of Mephistopheles Erupt with the echoes To embrace lugubrious specters Exchanging t

Sleep Gentle Child by dcmbrnite, literature

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Sleep Gentle Child

Sleep gentle child sleep Like whispers to your pillow, I creep Close your eyes, gentle child, lull yourself to sleep With rusted needles to sew your precious lips Shh...careful...they will rip Hush, gentle child, I\'ve threads to tie Sprinkle sand upon each pale eye Let me rock you, gentle child, as I watch you die Please, my sweet, shed no tear As your end looms near Sleep gentle child sleep Soon the morning will weep Hush, gentle child, your soul shall I keep

Obscured From Mortal View by dcmbrnite, literature

Withering Orchids by dcmbrnite, literature

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Withering Orchids

Wallow in the abyss of withering sweetness A whisper sounded still from sorrows gloom Quivering beauty weeps of lilac swell Weary petals blossoming hollows loom "Oh how shallow waters mourn slow" "But will not mourning despise swollen hearts?" Down Down Mired graves plague so As solemn requiems stain ominous lips A sigh in vain as shadows sweep Lulling secrets stem of deathly coil But withering orchids do not weep "Yet how melancholy winds doth sway" "Will grief swell beyond the grave?" Silent Silent Hear blight end to mornings new day

No Redemption Found by dcmbrnite, literature

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No Redemption Found

Blithe playfully the stroke of time Passionate secrets defied Dwell upon dark sages we tell Philosophical distention denied Death drinks feeble hearts breath Cursed lovers disdain to reply Tenacious lips of a word slips Melancholy ills the skin to die Obscure tears reach so mortal longing may beseech Blight begins upon smoldering dew Avoid the late of predestined fate Tauntingly disregard moarnings weeping you Human pathetic light burns against night Indulging nothingness as they tremble Moments dust over endless disgust Sorrow blackens souls needing to reassemble And so it is spoken of old Beauty promises keeping Utter soun

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If You Lead, I'll Follow by EliasKent, literature

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If You Lead, I'll Follow

I've seen it pass so many times loving grapes that could taste like wine vinegar is all that I've got fruits of the same labor left to rot seen your eyes and watch your smile still my beating heart all the while across the world and nothing more than a dream I've dreamt ten times before shake off pleasing thoughts and write them off as fantasies that cannot be bought no expense or exhibition could bring you to your fruition so I sit and sip on bitter wine hoping better grapes will come in time so you're done with him? are you sure that's it? tell the next of kin let me pop my zits because I'm coming out tonight I'm gonna le

Here I wait by SofiaERamirez, literature

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Here I wait

Here, in this abyss of nothingness, Where hope and worry have no meaning, Nor right and wrong, joy or sorrow, Where one does but merely exist. Twisted; contorted into naught what the world can perceive Neither attractive, nor undesirable, Conformed; blending with the monotonous grayscale of this mediocre existence Soundlessness resonating through the stillness Here, in this sheltered way of life (should you call it life at all) Where no chances are taken; Nothing risked, nothing gained, Devoid of all emotion, This cold place of indifference, Where everything stays the same It is here in these doldrums I reside, Repeating the

Love Poem by WhoKilledKirov, literature

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Love Poem

.. last night I made a man out of pillows and forgotten fragments of clothes we'd pushed into my drawers. I held my pillow-man's hand and made sure he wasn't too warm because it is summer; I'm on the second floor; and that was always your biggest complaint. this morning I tried to shower but would turn off the water and run like a soapy dog, complete with loyal tail wagging, to the door thinking you'd come knocking. You hadn't. tomorrow will taste like the food of a week ago and I'll wear sunglasses, which, if you know me, (and you do) will seem out of context and like a little girl playing dress up. I know there are

Synthesis by xiooua, literature

Warrior Simpatico by wernstrum, literature

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Warrior Simpatico

i watched you become born under unknown stars scorning unchosen scars deceit conveyed in cold breaths dark spirits bickering on each shoulder as though you were already dead though palm trees wrapped bareness but for a cloth draped you would rustle in wind together, simpatico; a citron in a foreign place negotiating scraps of sustainability adorning spattered ignorance in blossoming crevasses while willowy flesh entertains sharp edges of steel you grew into mountainous whisper providing repressed hope, legendary thunderous demeanor plunging Rechev, your sword, through bellies of beasts. Akiba the philosopher's neurotic

slept in sand by wernstrum, literature

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slept in sand

Slept in Sand When but a child I slept in sand he told her as he held her hand. eyes closed particles slid down porcelain shoulders giggling to my arm pits dismissing hysterical slapping reigning wind wrought, stillness instilled in nomads paying lip service to eyelashes I baked under a sun punctured by pouncing clouds; Torment inherent in a single grass blade\'s raging recluse a sparrow pondered seeking sanctuary from kids counting castles and angels (with feet), in my sealed cocoon; when I was young my childhood lay buried in flowing desert and now hourglass sand hastens down a dry branch through clam fing

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Jun 28, 2010

...acceptance...

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If one would ask... there is no answer that could be given to satisfy those of a curious nature... for there isn't one.  Under imagined hope of possibility I allowed myself to believe perhaps "this too shall pass". Each moment is but a mechanical existence... For that which I have lost, can never be found. The illusion of its' existence drips through me through an IV ... though I know I will never obtain its' design. When there is nothing more to be said... when the story has ended... you are forced to see the very thing you so desperately hoped would no longer be there.... but there it is... it's no longer just a passing thought. The sanctua

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Apr 3, 2010

...languid...

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"Life without a purpose is a languid, drifting thing; every day we ought to review our purpose, saying to ourselves, 'This day let me make a sound beginning, for what we have hitherto done is naught!'"  ~Thomas Kempis ...and I am bored to death with it. Bored to death with this place. Bored to death with my life. Bored to death with myself... (Bleak House, Lady Dedlock) Substituting my mere existence with trivial games and meaningless tasks which leave me feeling lethargic and utterly useless. I find little repose in these moments as I observe the world in all it's displaced associations and illusions of functionality. Yet responsibility fa

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Feb 28, 2010

A Hot Cup of Weekday

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"It is by caffeine alone I set my mind in motion. It is by the beans of Java the thoughts acquire speed, the hands acquire shaking, the shaking becomes a warning. It is by caffeine alone I set my mind in motion." -Unknown No café is complete without some light reading and art. TheCafeLounge exhibits all that and more... from recipes, quotes, related links, monthly themes, news/updates via blog & twitter and even a place to display publications. For those who are new - welcome, for those just passing through - We hope you enjoyed your visit, and for our members - without you none of this would be possible, we thank you for your contribut