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Lover in ArmsTake cover, my love,Lover in Arms by *Parsat
I lay claims on your embrace:
The right to bear arms.
Mustard PlantAwkward yellow buds—Mustard Plant by *Parsat
So fragile standing alone—
Set the hills ablaze.
In His PresenceI've known this feeling deep within my bonesIn His Presence by *Parsat
That seems to groan awake when I'm alone.
That silent mess that sits inside my chest
When I am at my desk and I'm distressed.
The aimless gust that flutters what I lust
And trust in as I go from dust to dust.
But though I'm led to bed, the sense of dread
I might be dead to feeling fills my head.
With all my rhymes within, why write another line?
His pleasant lines within me write his rhymes.
My head anointed feels no longer dead,
That sense of dread now led to its own bed.
From dust to dust, His breath of trust
A fluttering gust, my aim beyond my lust.
In my distress He sits me at my de
Stolen VI: Golden DrippingsAnd as the time of prayer came to close,Stolen VI: Golden Drippings by *Parsat
He closed his eyes and spoke within his heart
Each blessing he could possibly compose
With every loving word he could impart.
But right along these words of dripping gold,
He casted, for he felt the precious need
To bring his swooning heart into the fold
Of God, from whom all rest and peace proceed,
Who makes his dearest sons and daughters one.
Dare To Dream"Dare To Dream"
Dare to dream of ships and kings
Of rings of gold and pleasant things
Of skies of blue for miles long
Of finding new ways to be strong
Dare to dream of fighting sharks
On a new life which you embark
By boat or plane or haunted train
Hurry now; it leaves today
Dare to dream of huge success
Of values and money to invest
And if to you now I may confess
I have dreamed of you to ease my stress
Dare to dream of happy times
Of worlds existing without crime
Of fountains of candy spewing drops
Of exotic tastes; it never stops
Dare to dream of great adventure
That you one day will find your treasure
Hidden beneath dep
DFC 12: cascade tiradecascading o'erDFC 12: cascade tirade by =deinktvis
this cliff of thought,
this form ensures
such end as sought.
from some pure source
with writing's force
from feeling's ore
free flowing for
this cliff of thought.
though words may fend,
this verse inures
them to the end
this form ensures.
the words concede
this battle fought;
towards, they proceed,
such end as sought.