Memories Of Those We Have Lost...
And in our hearts they find peace...
A Pained Soul
If we are to find peace, we need to speak. let our voices be heard so that those who hide may find us. let our voices be heard so that we can break free.
War, Peace, and Love
The gold gate was the only place where people could escape war, find peace, and learn to love again.
Let me feel your fur (Poem)
Evil thoughts fill my zone while i stand here alone i need to find peace of mind a distraction of some kind cute paws with jellybean toes fluffy tail, button nose i hope you understand let me feel your fur in my hand against my skin as i hold
Hand in hand
Hand in hand we walk along the shore stars glistening above yet, as we walk along the water i am not looking to the heavens for i am enraptured by you, and i am lost in your eyes in your eyes, i find peace in your heart, i find hope in your soul
Decay
#4 of poem to find peace a choice must be made. little by little the heart quits. little by little the mind decays. little by little ones sanity is put to the test. till nothing is left but a hollow shell.
Stepping...
Even a perfect storm metaphorical, physical, & beyond the known many walk forward, through the fires of what's shown growing in meditation, at a glance, or simply by chance many stand proudly, against the evils of calculated circumstance till sunlight finds
Drem Yol Lok
Siiv drem ko faal lok (find peace in the sky) nii loost nid ag yol (it hath no burning fire) rahgol sinak se strunmah (raging fingers of the mountain) strun tol kul vulon yuvon (storms that light the night in gold) nu hanu ko krah frulvokrein (now
NightMares
Perhaps in death i will find peace, the missing pieces to the whole. ignore my tears they fall in silence, just a symptom of the pain. the knife inside my heart is twisting, blood to mix in with the rain.
We are Furies
Our desires to find peace, love, and comfort become our fur. our unquenchable spirit gives wings, claws, and strength. it transform us, making us as free and wild as the animal we become.
Puzzle’d...
, somewhat meant to be kind i watch the old embers ignite each night in my mind "forward", is all that's wanted in the end may moments come quick for those who consider calamity a friend riddles riddle my thoughts as most find rest at night may they find
A drunken life pt.1
Give another bar a test, putting down what i hope to be enough helping me reach my point of no return, to avoid a reality i've found too tough speech slurring, mind blurring, i've done again, my weakest point so dull to find the whispers gone, i finally find