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I go down,
Swarms of purple cloud,
A tunnel of darkness, surrounding me,
As I spin down
to the so called light.
Landing, I see you,
Silky-blonde hair
And glowing emeralds surrounding your pupils.
Brilliant white feathers
Drifting off your back,
A glow of Hope and pleasure drifting off of them;
Similar patterns arrive in the form
Of a leaf
Painted on your shoulder.
You come covered only by the gleaming brightness
Of your underwear.
Slowly, you turn to me,
Twisting your Eyes around to fix upon mine.
Purple-ugly skin
Smashes through the smooth tanned layers previous;
Lovely emerald eyes
Suddenly shine a brilliant white,
Only to turn sapphire blue.
Shoulder-long hair
Turns jet-black;
Fangs pour out of those Brilliant white teeth,
As you scream with your pointed-tongue.
Spiraling out,
I go upwards,
Swarms of red cloud,
A tunnel of Light, surrounding me,
As I spin upward
To the so called darkness.
Flipping out of the tunnel,
I see you again,
Prettier this time,
Covered only by your flesh.
You sit upon a slab of rock,
Blazing red hair,
Spiraling down your tanned body.
Horns come from your crown;
Blue eyes
Seem to reflect your very soul
Of fake innocence,
Hiding your pointed red tail
From scrutinizing eyes.
Then she comes.
Flashes of white,
Blue,
Red,
Black,
Destroying each other's very souls,
Tearing out your eyes,
Removing limbs,
As if you were both action-man dolls
Being played upon by a four-year old child.
Then, finally,
Spiraling in,
I go down,
Swarms of purple cloud,
A tunnel of darkness surrounding me,
As I spin down,
to the so called light;
And, there stands
You
And me
In a binding frame of light,
As you whip your tail out of sight.
Poetry by Ryker-Lei Glasgow
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Written on 2008-12-13 at 12:53
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Spiral in, Spiral out.
Spiraling in,I go down,
Swarms of purple cloud,
A tunnel of darkness, surrounding me,
As I spin down
to the so called light.
Landing, I see you,
Silky-blonde hair
And glowing emeralds surrounding your pupils.
Brilliant white feathers
Drifting off your back,
A glow of Hope and pleasure drifting off of them;
Similar patterns arrive in the form
Of a leaf
Painted on your shoulder.
You come covered only by the gleaming brightness
Of your underwear.
Slowly, you turn to me,
Twisting your Eyes around to fix upon mine.
Purple-ugly skin
Smashes through the smooth tanned layers previous;
Lovely emerald eyes
Suddenly shine a brilliant white,
Only to turn sapphire blue.
Shoulder-long hair
Turns jet-black;
Fangs pour out of those Brilliant white teeth,
As you scream with your pointed-tongue.
Spiraling out,
I go upwards,
Swarms of red cloud,
A tunnel of Light, surrounding me,
As I spin upward
To the so called darkness.
Flipping out of the tunnel,
I see you again,
Prettier this time,
Covered only by your flesh.
You sit upon a slab of rock,
Blazing red hair,
Spiraling down your tanned body.
Horns come from your crown;
Blue eyes
Seem to reflect your very soul
Of fake innocence,
Hiding your pointed red tail
From scrutinizing eyes.
Then she comes.
Flashes of white,
Blue,
Red,
Black,
Destroying each other's very souls,
Tearing out your eyes,
Removing limbs,
As if you were both action-man dolls
Being played upon by a four-year old child.
Then, finally,
Spiraling in,
I go down,
Swarms of purple cloud,
A tunnel of darkness surrounding me,
As I spin down,
to the so called light;
And, there stands
You
And me
In a binding frame of light,
As you whip your tail out of sight.
Poetry by Ryker-Lei Glasgow
Read 848 times
Written on 2008-12-13 at 12:53
Tags Fairy Demon Souls
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