she stares into the boil and hiss

a bubbling cauldron

enticement

of dreams and promise

standing on the precipice

beneath almost ethereal veils

of amethyst and grey-walled mist

she decides to risk a soaring leap

oh, that beauty of swansong's grist

because her future will be unlike the past

personal redemption is nigh

don't lash her wrists

to the wayward boat's mast

this is the ultimate gist

embedded in destiny's kiss

kismet high

pensive mirth seguing into bliss

I once existed in a life I didnt choose, but now I am free as the ocean that has no blues free your thoughts of me you once had I no longer have to exist with people that make me so sad.

If you're feeling lonely,

I'll walk with you.

Take my hand and I'll guide you through.

And if we can't walk,

I'll spread my wings.

We'll fly until the sun sets; to see what tomorrow brings.

~Holli Pellman ©2019

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Red lights.

studio mics.

mirrors, mirrors, mirrors.

Wolves In the line up,

on the walls in frames.

Speakers blaring music.

bed still unmade.

creations in the works;

sweat, blood, tears...

©️2019. Elijah. J. Predeoux

✴ A PATH ✴

Lots of pressure.

Sometimes I consider them as a treasure!!

Fear covered with depression.

They can light a part of optimistic vision.!!

But weakness?!

I'm not strong like the great mountains.

And the wind maybe turns me up, and down.

The rain can only wash the body, but the grief of the heart is deep can't be found.

I know it's a story,and for sure it has an end.

A life, but indeed some day your soul will be sent.

So take your chance now or never.

It's my book. Free to write what I want forever.

Pressure!! This is life not our home.

Depression!! The stars fight all the night until the dawn.

The mountains I can climb if I want.

Their stones will be under my feet not in my front.

The rain I can guide her.

To the place of the whole grief to wash, and remove with care.

From a high top.

I can have a deep wide look.

To see people's stories.

To learn from their lessons, and glories.

A path through the clouds.

With it I'm so proud.

Flat, stable, free for all of us.

Goodness through it went, goodness through it will come. Trust this don't guess.

Send your prayers through a way is high.

Hurry them with honorable cry.

His will will be the will.

Remedy your will, and then you can also will.

✨Marwa ✨

5/2/2019

Меж небом и землей какой прогноз,

Когда гроза,а под ногами скалы,

Когда обрушен образ,как вопрос,

Невидимый в условиях опалы.

Когда лишь ветер в черной кутерьме,

Когда лишь холод обнимает тело,

Когда и на свету твой день во тьме

И вне защиты созданное дело.

Когда бежать лишь гордо в пустоту,

Когда ни зги,а впереди болото,

Поверить ты должна лишь в силу ту,

Что обернется крыльями для взлета...

jump if you can

only proves you ran

However, sometimes there's no way

to see the end of a day

But life is too sacred

to end up early dead

there is always hope

no matter what the scope

so, turn your back

on a cliff edge track

Why? I walk among the ocean sound a rocky path I weave,

My tears mingle with the rain that flows over me.

There is no answer, no reason, no peace to ease my heart.

You just stop loving me and it is tearing me apart.

That moment I felt I was on top of the world but something set me back

shivering in this dark cold secluded place with no one around

Has really got my spirit down

All I can do now is hold myself together

As I try to manage this unpleasant weather