A prism shines above the gray
Splintering light
Through feathers frayed
Soul shine never dimmed by fear
Fiercely guarding hearts held dear
Born of grace and Heaven sent
Purer than the blood of men
#vss365#blood
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WHEN YOU LOVE AN OLD SOUL
There is a special type of people in this world who are often misunderstood.
These people tend to be loners, free spirits, and innocent lovers. They see the world as it can and should be.
They are old souls who are so in tune with existence, intuition, and emotion that it scares us.
They scare us not because of who they are, but because of who we are not, what we are missing.
Old souls reach depths we cannot fathom. They are connected to the Universe, to nature, and that is why they are the ones capable of changing the world.
Their touch is non-trivial, their gender is non-trivial, the clarity of their gaze is non-trivial.
We often feel inferior, as if we have to strive to be close to their level, to be worthy of their love.
It takes a confident person to love an old soul.
But it's worth it. It will change your life.
They are romantic, they are loyal, they help us grow, they are not materialistic, they understand the deep connections in life, they are grateful, they are an example of courage.
They walk the most painful paths of this life, but somehow they find the courage to smile, to be selfless, to support others.
Loving an old soul and being loved by them is a gift from the Universe!
I stalk the night in silence
Praying for His guidance
To take away the violence
Of our humanity
Our animals, we euthanize
But our people, we patronize
Making them extend their lives
Beyond the point of sanity
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What miracles ensue
From his whiskered face
Evening brands with violet grace
The hush of dusk and spider lace
The silence on my skin
The stillness within
A haunting reverie
#vsspoem#ensue#poetrytwitter
Greeting card gushing
Forgetful of the night
Pictures of young women
Slender, smooth, and tight
Give me dents and scratches
Your busted little bits
Gently used and well loved
Full of fortitude and grit
Cont.
#vss365#forgetful
Grief sits heavy
Like a black hole in your chest
Threatening to swallow you up
Let it steep
Soak in it
Mourn
Pain is the purifying fire
We burn like the sun
We continue to rise
#vsspoem#mourn
Hidden in her eyes
A secret velleity
To be swept up by his gravity
Carried off into his darkness
Undone by his brutality
Marked and claimed
Chained to his will forever
#vss365#Velleity
Slipping into a book
Intimately absorbed
Lingering lightly over words
Enveloped in the ambiance
Nothing else exists
Timeless treasure
#AcrosticChallenge#Silent