Chain of petals in . a circular row, forming . tangents of white hearts
Crumbled paper ball. has become my heart and soul. thrown away from me. leaving my body of flesh. just staring in the distance
Burn my soul and smell . incense of my black ashes . once was so much more
Events unfold like . reversing origami . dismantling me
Light swims in water . creating shaded ripples . in the shallow waves
Light echoes off of . absorbing color into . all that it touches
I'm a particle . drifting away from my cloud . beauty of my own
Rain drops are just clear . their reflective beauty is . exponentially
My shadow clings on . following in my foot steps . personal demon
Family collage . pasted people together . modern family
A reformed monster . peeking out of the window . heart far from his eyes
the reward of risk . contending with it's downfall . to heaven or hell
A single red rose . inhabits my heart's garden . amongst all the weeds
my heart is made of . red ladybugs with black dots . they all fly away
I wish I could see . through the layers of the sea . end of the abyss
alien worlds drift . out of it's axis . into the unknown
I'm a child at heart . she is the goddess of my . every waking thought
Her eyes are heaven . my knees upon the earth and . full naked power
He said no to you . that was his first mistake and . that will be his last
Were those blushes or . sunset bruises fading to . a purple midnight
Duck tape over mouth . in his eyes is a hopeful . smirk with red blushes
Our world exists at . two diverging extremes that . clashes into greys
Death: the great curtain . divides actors from back stage . this life from the next
Excerpts of the soul . left behind like artifacts . lost that comes with death
Heart is eroding . to the grinding crimson waves . smaller and smaller
Christmas tree laughed at . me when it looked down and saw . Santa left me coal
found a vicious slug . under a meditation. rock for my girlfriend
Rock garden cursed me . for taking them to the pond . skipping them across
A wishing start looked . down upon me and cursed my . wishes, not sure why
The cute little duck . looked at me perturbed and said . Don't you tiptoe here
I didn't notice . that the eye hole in my door . was x-ray vision
When I lost my heart . I found one waiting for me . willing to be shared
my imperfect eyes . can't perceive the perfection . of us together
Bottled up hatred . an encaged genie inside . bottle of my heart
Bottled up laughter . an encaged genie inside . bottle of my heart
From one perspective . we are gods of the angles . there is no other
what we learn from life . adds up to what we dream for . not one dot wasted
Personality . is built upon childhood . a strong foundation
When I die, my bones . will sink to the bottom of . sea, still beauty
if my heart were sliced . you would see the age of my . soul along the grains
Personified heart . walking the rooms of my mind . searching for something
Shredded thoughts in trash . in the corner of the room . waiting disposal
I'm going insane . a U.F.O abducted . my petrified soul
Light-bulbs are flying . down the streets with wands and knives . looking for shadows
A ghost without clothes . roams the restricted parts of . the incubus club
Brainwashing my dreams . with bleach and a softener . on the rough cycle
inside of a log . two ends of light presents us . two alien worlds
Why did you cross the . pond, you are not even a . cute little ducky
Black ink has become . my thoughts, my heart, my soul on . pieces of paper
The brush of a pen . stealing the ink of my thoughts . soul s is but paper
Written in my eyes . are the words . I am never coming back
When I write out my whole soul, I feel like I am nothing, that the pieces of paper has become my soul now
Kiss sent on a breeze . like a kite without it's strings . caught on the currents
The Art Comet is a poetry and literature blog by Anthony Souls. Read quotes, haiku, poetry, commentaries, and more!
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