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A dinner party, coffee, tea, Sandwich, or supper, all may be In their way pleasant. But to me Not one of these deserves the praise That welcomer of new-born days, A breakfast , merits; ever giving Cheerful notice we are living Another day refreshed by sleep, When its festival I am a door of metaphor waiting to be opened.
All are free to enter, at will. Simply step over the threshold. The path you walk along the isle, i smell your lovely scent from behind. I envy you by far.
You are lovely in your own ways. Your actions speak louder than the word pretty. You are pretty and if i were to see more of you, i have to be breathing more than i usually do.
To calm myself, to convince myself that i can take such prettiness. Because of all these, i envy you. Zacgabranth Aug Simple yet Defined. You will go to sleep early to talk to your pillow. It's all in doubt, it's all in doubt.
Are you done with your video games now? I want to go outside" "The game is almost over. Where would you like to go? I don't know where to go, we should just go do something outside. I haven't been outside lately and there isn't much to do when you don't have money" "It's not like we need to pay to go outside. You seem so reluctant to leave the house, who are you again? My name is Bashful. What happened to you Jealousy? We have to go now Bashful!
It's not like there is anything that interesting outside. We will find something fulfilling this time I swear. Id rather stay here in front of my screen. I'm going to see if Envy wants to go and tell me when you change your mind.
So what exactly did you want from me? So do ya? He's been sitting there all day reading books and he seems fine. That last incident was just to much for him. Its as if he isn't even present anymore. Have you asked Bashful? He sure is getting sensitive these days. You have never been up to leave without Bashful with you.
What's up? All I see is passing cars and others in the distance. You've had to go with them once or twice now. You can recall that something occurred, but do you remember what exactly happened? I can sense it in Bashful and the rest of us Then Envy and Jealousy light up a cigg and resume their conversation. The rest of us agreed and we were able to get a ride. We arrived and thus collided into physical form. They seem to be getting along really well. I'm in the process of letting go.
Are you ready to see if shes there? I want to get drunk. I brought my friend over too. Did you still want to hang out? I've never seen you so distant" "I think it's a place that doesn't truly exist. An imaginary space that confines it's only prisoner, me. Don't you have any visitors? I see a dark figure trailing me sometimes and I think it's the thing that brought me there. Though when I look back it disappears. My mortality always brings me back, but someday I want to stay there.
I thought it would be nice to start posting my writings here again. I don't necessarily like the direction of this piece, but it inspires me to write further so please comment away. I need it Nat Lipstadt Feb Veemz Aug Jealousy envy and greed. Obviously he's more successful cause everyone supports what he does And me I'm sitting here in jealousy and envy just cause because Be happy be happy cause you have everything you need While i sit here with jealousy envy and greed.
Inkyu Kim Mar My heart drops, My mind cloudens, I cannot think. I am overcome, Like instincts to an animal, I envy. Small things look big, My judgment is biased, I am losing control. I keep fighting to keep myself on top of things, Controlling and having things to my plan, I have forgotten, that life cannot be controlled.
I must do my best, but there is no guarantee. How do I fight Envy? For Envy is part of me. If Envy is caused by my two best friends? If I fight, I lose. If I surrender, I lose. Should I continue to try and control? Or must let Life sort things out?
Oh Envy, I curse you. Rich Sep Alice Coltrane, your music brings something out of me, Something nameless something I keep buried. If during those last days in , you ever thought your work could inspire poets of the next generation or was that even a question lingering between your tempels? Perhaps not. Well as this pen dances to the melodies you wrote, I think, and think and blink and sink I wonder if my last hours will happen a year from now or a decade or a month or a week And what will remain of my creations Have I touched enough lives Have I loved enough souls Have I danced enough Gave enough Laughed enough?
I am a spark Finite but furious bright, unstable, contagious and capable of lighting your way before I fade At least I hope. Elizabeth Burns Sep Little Bird. Salmabanu Hatim Nov Do not envy envy, If you envy envy, envy will erode you. Envy is to man what rust is to iron. Classy J Aug Lime Green Envy. Lime green envy. Residing in me.
Imprisoning me. In my own insecurities. Unworthy to be happy. Unworthy of education. Unworthy of you. And then I see you chatting up my friends. Taking over my rationality. Becoming a hulkish version of myself. I know you care about me. Turning me into something of a villain. With all this, Lime green envy. And I can try to blame my past, My family or friends or even you. For no one is forcing me to treat you all so badly.
And I have to deal with my actions. Whether positive or negative. I decide to either be the successor or the victim. Envy is not green but something perhaps a little more sickening to me than chartreuse and a spoiled ego. Envy is when i see boys walking by, looking down at myself again, i see my curves and i hate them.
Envy is seeing other girls more androgynous than i; girls with broader shoulders and with more angular faces. Envy is the aches in my body when changing my posture from legs to shoulders; from changing my stride and preventing my hips from swaying. Shinta Mar Ismaeel Regal Aug Love poem. Why is it that when we talk I dont want to speak, I just want you to speak. I guess its because i love your soothing voice.
Its because when you talking i take note of all the small details of your face that make me go insane. All your imperfections are what make you perfect to me I envy the grass that kisses your feet. I envy the rocks that embrace your hands. I envy every tree that you had touched I envy all the clothes you have worn Because they get to be by you forever I envy the pillow you rest your head on I envy the bed you sleep on I envy the house that keeps you safe I envy the mirror that just keeps staring at you I love you no matter what You just need time to open that door for my love to embrace you and Adorn you.
I ENVY seas whereon he rides, I envy spokes of wheels Of chariots that him convey, I envy speechless hills That gaze upon his journey; How easy all can see What is forbidden utterly As heaven, unto me! I envy light that wakes him, And bells that boldly ring To tell him it is noon abroad,— Myself his noon could bring, Yet interdict my blossom And abrogate my bee, Lest noon in everlasting night Drop Gabriel and me.
Charlotte Huston Jan Where the stars may gleam On our forbidden melody, Bless this Love, unto me! Two Parts of a Broken Heart Sep I envy the roses, and the roses envy me. I think we're all flowers.
And the weeds envy the roses because they're so beautiful and the roses envy the weeds because they can grow wherever they please. But no matter if you're a rose or a dandelion.. We all get trampled on by somebody. Keith Edward Baucum Sep Matrimony Chapter One.
Covered in darkness wearing a veil of evil the bride stands before her groom and a group of vile wedding guests waiting to be joined in matrimony. The heat and hate that filled the air was so thick that they all choked on it. Everyone watched with confusion as a union of sin was joined in unholy matrimony.
Pride the priest took the left hand of Lust and puts it in the left hand of Greed then he took tthe right hand of Greed and puts it in the right hand of Lust and began the ceremony. The words that flowed from the mouth of Pride the priest cut through the air like swords cutting through flesh.
This band and covenant of marriage was established by evil in darkness. Lust will you have Greed to be your husband to live together in the covenant of marriage? Will you supply and adorn her with riches as long as you both shall live? As Greed and Lust's lips touched their wedding guests were as silent as a corpse.
Lust turned her back to the wedding guests and threw a bouquet of Poison Ivy over her head.
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