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Christmas voices Christmas spirits linger, here Quieted voices whisper, clear Forgotten memories rise, like ghosts Holiday gatherings without hosts Sleigh bells tinkle, lonely sound December's wind blows all around Jack Frost sends cold hot ice Frozen tears, sting one, twice Pine trees bare, except for garland Solitary snowfall in winter's garden 'O Tannenbaum' sung by the choir Echoes round, the lonely hour Haunting silence fills my ears Christmas past collects the tears © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long

Inhale Deep Wretched waste of days and years, release the phantoms of your fears. Embrace the moment of your birth, live each second's fullest girth. Odious loss of countless hours, reject the pull of worry's powers. Endeavor to each minute strain, squeeze the essence from each grain. Putrid stench of anger's flail, release the tension of it's fail. Embody youthful joy in living, celebrate each gift life's giving. Guard against the loss of hope, pray for all the strength to cope. Stand firm in the face of death, inhale deep each eternal breath. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ♡ ♡ ♡

crestfallen upheaval And the doleful lament slowly fills silence, breaking it into small portions of grief. And the sorrowful souls that gather in gloom repine over their unworthy souls. And their wretched, woebegone lives stretch tautly in night. And the mournful melancholies pray a despondent dirge. And the dolorous, sentient beings yearn in woeful innocence for the distant dawn. And a clarion trumpet blast deafens their darkness, and brilliant, solar spectra blind their morose existence, and the potent sunlight shatters their chasm of doom, and ultra-violet hues claim the inherited humans, in glorious light. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long

chaotic word And every chaotic word that splits the soul, opens a chasm with abyssal depth. And the word rebounds with abysmal ferocity. And the silence broken by the word, echoes round like a thundering, bison herd. And the echo's felt with colossal ire that rages long, like a funeral pyre. And the fire that's set by the word, blazes and subsumes  a forest of souls. And every soul aflame, through pain, causes rifts which split the celestial plane. And every rift is gaping wide, and reflects the chasm that is ruptured deep. And every word that reverberates down, has created a soul that is doomed to weep. And every tear these souls exude, fills the eternal abyss and drowns every chaotic word. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long Image by:  "Ancient eter" by Oliver C.Mallorca Creative Commons via Wikimedia Commons

weight of sullen sadness the gripping weight of sullen sadness, pulls like gravity, to the ground heavy feelings fraught with anger grab the soul and keep it bound gnawing numbness throbs unceasing, like infected, scabbed wound painful pleasures taut with danger tease a soul that's been marooned pounding temples hurt, swollen, like a ripe, round melon, bound to burst scattered thinking, thoughts unblinking, feeds the soul's incessant thirst gloating guilt goads heart, imploding, like black hole feeding deep in space emotion's jumble pounds and rumbles, agitates a soul that's stuck in place mocking murmur, memories turgid, like cackling crow's cacophony laughing harpies harangue, relentless, provokes no soul's empathy lumbering limbs, long for action, like the Tin Man, stolid, rusted fast  frozen members, ache for movement, sculpted soul, immobile ghast © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long   Image by: ...

Sadness Over You Sadness rolls over you, body buoyed by the heavy saltwater, that flows from your eyes. The waves lull you in silence. Ebb and flow pulls you, in and out along the surf and when you land on the sand, the sea foam rises and warms your sadness, and you wipe your eyes. Sadness closes over you, like a constant fog that fills your head and covers you like a blanket that tucks you in and holds you fast to your bed. Heavy fog lingers and refuses to dissipate, as you lie there, sleepless, and the sandman clogs your eyes with his mocking sand. Sadness surrounds you like the darkness of a moonless, cloudy night. You stumble over roots and gopher holes in the blackness. Clouds hover and you seek the stars but you only peer further into the black night. Hoped for dawn does not come, as you walk, directionless and sigh, and your eyes never adjust to the darkness. Sadness fills you like a lukewarm drink, neither hot nor cold and the taste of it has long gone. The liquid neith...

fruitless pursuit And the tempest that roars in man's heart,  that blazes in man's soul,  can it be quelled,  can it be quenched?  And the storm that rages in man's mind,  that engulfs man's thoughts,  can it be calmed,  can it be quieted?  Mental vise winds tight.  Torque torments each thought.  Ideas twist to tantalize brains.  Pain pounds emotion's center.  Strain cavitates the inner torso.  Relief sought, returns unrequited. And the rampage that ravages man's life,  that tears asunder man's hope.  can it be arrested,  can it be salvaged?  And the force that strikes man's affection,  that afflict man's desires,  can it be shielded,  can it assuaged? Faith flails fecklessly forward.  Hope haunts human hearts.  Love languishes lamented longing.  Destiny dangles dumbly down.  Pote...

Sad Sanctum A lonely heart is lost, is tossed. A lonely heart is star-crossed. A silent heart is weary, is teary. A silent heart bleary. A frozen heart is glazed, is fazed. A frozen heart lies dazed. A wounded heart is bleeding, is receding. A lonely heart is slow-beating. An empty heart is crying, is lying. An empty heart is dying. A crushed heart is deflated, is unsated. A crushed heart is ill-fated. A broken heart is shattered, is scattered. A broken heart once mattered. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image :  By jeltovski

grey cloud days less full grey cloud days, hope less ways, i wander long, joy less haze. path less journey, fill my roads, world weary legs, burden borne loads. friend less futures, glean flat emotions, faith less times, motion less oceans. bleak full minutes, mark each hour, blank bland seconds, power less cower. heart less actions, leads choice's chance, remorse full fails, step less dance. time less present, gloom full date, guide each moment, blind fortune's fate. dark's full miasma, makes men melt, will less wisdom, fear full felt. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image:  By krosseel

Winter's way I have trod on wind swept,  snow covered lanes. My boot shod feet  have marched  on frozen planes. Wrapped in fur and wool  as shield from icy grip. Winter's way  welcomes weary pilgrim  on his trip. A path worn well  from hoof and cart, like a road run through  my barren, frostbitten heart, leading to the silent ice-clad stream, my blood flow's stopped,  as in a dream. Pines trees  whisper in the wind, heartbeat tells me, I have sinned. Lesson's lies,  my memories haunt, like frosted lakes,  drawn and gaunt. As heat-less sun  glows on high, so do daydreams  vilely taunt. Hope has flown like snow-geese migrants, frosted dreams  becomes life’s tyrants. Blizzard blows  beyond  blue horizons, as youthful goals  grow grizzled, wizened. The past  has ceased  like gla...

dark Desperation and grief, steal life like a thief. Darkness and oppression, become complete obsession. Sadness slips to unbelief. Grimly search for sweet relief. Bleak and dreary soul possession, gloomy words make their impression Blackness shows dark affusion. Hope appears, an illusion. Light, shielded, comes too late. Fear is found as fortune's fate. Tears result in mad effusion. Glee and joy are dawn's delusion. Misery wounds in winding plait. Gushing horrors sudden spate. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ image:  By Chuki888 CC-BY-SA-3.0, via Wikimedia Commons

In fears In fears In fears I fight with feckless fury,  losing lengthy bouts, unfraught with glory.  Endless days evolve into light-less fright,  daylight shines the same as night.  Forgotten moments remembered sorely,  feign a laugh in tearful mourning.  Unwanted faces fill my mind,  fractal memories, intertwined. Horror sounds a shrill alarm,  afraid, no escape from misery's harm.  Shiver, shake and tremble loud,  pushing back the blackest shroud.  Nightmares fill my waking hours,  sleep holds back restoring powers.  Unleashed monsters, from dawn to dark,  blinding billows of dark so stark.  Dread pursues from each direction,  never finding calm reflection.  Sagacious specters haunt my life,  with ferocious fervor filled with strife.  Shadows stalk my thoughts and desires,  singe them with infernal fires.  ...