From the slab of gray I look up
To see the clouds bleeding in the sky
Like red ink smeared on the purest paper.
The full moon rises up behind them,
Its pale light soused with crimson.
The shadows it casts surround me
Like a flock of crows as the
Sanguine rain begins to fall,
Making the rivers run red.
Flowers of the deepest black
Bloom their petals like an
Angel spreading its wings
At the base of where I lay.
The flowers surround the
Garden of cadavers that is
Lying lifeless before me.
Taking my first steps,
I rise up from the grim
Gray loam, now stained scarlet.
The sweet scent of iron
Begins to overrun my nares,
And I slip slowly once more
Into the state of being alive.

Written by [Deus Ex Taco]

Fly away into the night sky
I travel towards home
She is calling for me.
It is my turn to reside once again on her shores.
I have been graced by her beckoning invitation.
Willingly I go with eager anticipation.
To the home of my soul
To where I belong
To where I shall live the rest of my days
And love every one of them like they were the
First day every time.
To grow and learn even more
To live in the land that I love
Oh the joy that awaits!
Let this not be a dream
That I shall awake
To find that it is not time
Oh let it be mine!

Written by [Cillamoon]

I-t was beauty divine, an obsession, a fascination,
F-alling further into regression, into sumbmission

I-t was the temptation of more than I could resist

F-orgotten gestures, poetic disaster
A-ll in all it was pain in laughter
L-ike suffocating, in the middle of satire
L-ike falling in flames of a cold heart.

Written by [death by society]

Discarded pomegranates on the road
filled his sight, taking only a moment
to register--then recognition
and a quick, bitter grief.

Abruptly, he longed for the taste
of oranges.

Written by [little flag]