No. 2 ~ Write a poem including these words

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Astride the night in a sea of dreams,
unwittingly I accede.
Enslaved within your death filled gaze,
acquiescent to a need.

Against the tenderness of your lips,
thrice kisses I do place.
Midst the contour of our flesh,
longing hands interlace.
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shredman

Active member
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Astride the night in a sea of dreams,
unwittingly I accede.
Enslaved within your death filled gaze,
acquiescent to a need.

Against the tenderness of your lips,
thrice kisses I do place.
Midst the contour of our flesh,
longing hands interlace.
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thats really good... Im not going to try as it will sound daft compared to yours. Im heading off to check my dictionary for 'acquiescent' though ;)
 

vj288

not actually Fiona Apple
sea
death
contour
enslaved
unwittingly
thrice
astride

Stare into her eyes as she sits astride
A state of bliss, nothing to abide
What was wanted, what was sowed
She now reaps to bring abode
A sea of black surrounds her contour
All is lost but the girls demure

Death now pushes off and fades away
Black turns to grey, willow tree sways
Thrice the final has been unwitting
Bloody hand open with blade sitting
Forever enslaved to revel it seems
Unable to accomplish the most depressing of dreams.
 

R3K

Well-known member
ok this one rhymes:

"sea
death
contour
enslaved
unwittingly
thrice
astride"

Enslaved by claws of pity,
Death’s warm contour a blanket,
Thrown on unwittingly,
Mind a sea of cold regrets,
Lost astride a wind’s abuse,
Pained thrice in a single muse.
 
Alone she sits astride the rocks
Her ceaseless gaze upon the sea
Not time, nor death can dull his words
"My darling, wait for me"

Unwittingly enslaved by grief
Her bones lay in their lonely grave
Her soul though, doomed to ever search
The contour of each wave

The shriek of gulls is all that's heard
A mist is all that's there to see
But thrice she calls, each moonlit night
"My love, I wait for thee"

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sea
death
contour
enslaved
unwittingly
thrice
astride

The sea of the enslaved
Riding astride the march of progress
Unwittingly striding to oppress
Mistaking lusts for freedom
Thus the modern kingdom of decay

Pray tell what is this new depression?
A kind of undeath most unkind
Our old follies and the supposed medicine
The latest toys to quench our thirst
To be the first, best of the whole
To be the worst and infamy untold
For five minutes of fame
And countless desires
Some noble and most but reckless

When death rides the land in waves returning
Once in the murders rising
Twice through the circle of lies
And thrice by the sinking cities
Still many times more beyond endure
As the contours of the lands move
And the mirror's reproof is met with fear
Aloof the soul, untouched, unmoved
 

Darryl

Well-known member
sea
death
contour
enslaved
unwittingly
thrice
astride

Crouching with my knees astride
The sea sick flew from me I thought I would die
Hoping death would come quick
unwittingly I farted then thought I would sh*t
My stomach and chest would flow in contour
Enslaved and trapped this sentence I must endure
It wasn't just once but it was thrice!!!!!
Poor Phocas dreamed for Darryl to write nice:eek:
 

DespairSoul

Well-known member
Universe is full of enslaved people

Why tell me someone why

Im depressed of rules what explode here

Im tired of disaster slowly piece after piece destroying my live.


Unwittingly im seating in waiting room to heaven

Dreams comes true was wihspeared with passion to my ears

Dont worry u will never reach a hell

Just spell my name spell


D e a t h is your name,this is your name


Now let me go dont hold my hands

I cant let you go u are mine

I have hearing u praying every day

U was wishing desperately be with me

Now if u can go with me to my palace

U dont want anymore set free your mind and body?

U are NOBODY. And now forever locked here in hell

Just spell my name,spell


Thrice i wink with my eyes and saw contour of my soul

She floated in the air between dark cloudes,

Sea of tears by last breath,

Astride walking around my issues.

It is my guiltyness?

Could i find happiness?

I melted in a blight only piece no more fight.
 
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Kiwong

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The tormented sea calms
silent deaths each one.
Skeleton fingered contour
sunlit gold, green and grey
enslaved by aspects shadow play.

Unwittingly the Brahminy
is blown thrice away
astride the invisible winds of day.
 

LookingForward

Well-known member
Death to the sea of sensations that flow and ebb
through the broken coral of my mind.
Death to the stays that have enslaved
my tongue and kept me undefined.
Death to the false contour of my face,
that mendacious reflection in my devious mirror.
Death to the illusory imaginings of my cognizance,
that attack my disposition and I unwittingly un-censor.
Death, death and thrice death to every and all
unbeautiful piece of my presence.
Cleansed, I shall parade myself astride the world
and in my honour they will erect statues and pennants.
 
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