Beauty, the world desires the increase
Of beauty, yours, the fragrance of roses
And thyme from sea to mountain and
Desert to forest, rain from a country
Where it never rains, your tears are as
Perfect as this fine night where the
Nightingale might sing to and fro;
A whistle in ode to ethereal…
dmitri (4-1)
unfurled and
all-spread,
out we
sing,
justI and
he in the
world that
keeps us
sore in itsliving and
we span
continents
across a
few lines
if only tohear one
another
laugh.
It hurts. It fucking hurts. There is a difference between fiction, and honesty.
She burns. Real, or not real?
She is literally on fire.
She felt the tongue of flames slick her back,
raw skin bubbles, morphs, a fire creature
transformed into something unquenchable as the sun.
However, only…
Who I Am by The Chthonian
I am the fire that burns through your veins.
I am the heart you need to sustain.
I am the wind running through your hair.
I am the seductively evil snare.
I am the earth that holds you down.
I am the scent of Nero’s Crown.
I am the water running through your soul.
I am the heart cinder of a dying coal.
Poem submission by Stephanie Pushaw
Our compasses fail us again and again,
leading us along the wrong magnetic fields,
yet we sail still through quiet seas
under the false mathematics of north.
What the frontier means. Not conquering.
Not masculinity, not
like the blank box on a calendar,…
(via iamchthonian)
I took a walk in that rain expecting the water to cleanse, as the rain clears the air, for my mind to defog and see things a little more …straight. For an answer to write itself in the rainbows of mixed puddles where cars have leaked oil on black tarmac. For the rhythm of the rain patter to poke,…
Only Because… by The Chthonian
Only because the soul is dying.
Only because the heart can’t go on.
Do we ever take a chance of being.
Do we ever want to face the dawn.
Only because the body withers.
Only because the senses fade away.
Do we take on the world together.
Do we take on the challenge today.
Only because you are voiceless.
Only because the mind is frayed.
Do we speak with coarse brokenness.
Do we live our lives so unafraid.
Only because this is your last chance to live.
Only because the is the first chance to fly.
Do we do away with our hearts and give.
Do we keep on playing till we die.
Sitting down standing
Staring with my eyes closed
Choking while breathing
Smelling with a stuffed nose
Chewing with no teeth
To taste with no tongue
The older I get
The more I feel youngSmiling through heartbreak
Laughing while still crying
Eating with no food
Alive while still dying
Jogging on…
You’ll have me
For hours on end,
All to your self,
“I’m yours alone,”
Until you lose me
To the words
Like another girl,
Who I’ll be
Thinking about
When you call,
When you talk,
When we’re out
Eating dinner
With your folks,
In our bed
Late at night,
Whenever;
I’ll love you,
But the words
Will…
Sakura Sky by The Chthonian
This is my soft bed
The place I come to dream
Where the world whispers gently
That this is my place
This is my ceiling
The view I see in fantasies
Where lights play for me
Because this is my place
This is my path
The climb to the end
Where the light greats me
Still, this is my place
This is my room
The sakura sky in me
Where I’m free to be anything
Knowing this is my place
This one’s for you,
you
sexy, incredible, amazing human.
God created you,
with bitten lip,
had some
impure thoughts, and
sent you to earth
real fast before
doing something unholy.This one’s for you,
you splendid
amalgamation of
skin, bone & soul.
Just you,
as you,
being you,
doing…


