TheBleedingRose

Poetry, art, inspiration, and dark things

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Death Trap

Do you dare to touch my soul?

Trapped behind thorns,

Suffocating the air out.

Do you dare to take the fight?

Convince me it’s worth the risk,

Persuasion isn’t your strong suit.

Do you dare to touch my soul?

-KHR

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When the Long Night Ended

Shivering in fear

Nothing is clear

Breaking in pieces

Catching glimpses

The pain of betrayal

Buried for survival

Screaming with no tears

In truth no one cares

When the long night ends

You are alone.

-KHR

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Disclosure

Dare to speak, Sharp prod

Grasping tight, Thorny pricks

Guessing thoughts, Silent nod

Bleeding cut, Straight fix

Sorrow’s pain, Plucked away

Withered edge, Lonely petal

Blood red, Will to stay

Worth the torment? Love’s fatal

-khr

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Her Wings

Would they be light and delicate?

Glittering and reflective? Like dragonflies dancing on the ripples of a lily pond. Or vibrant like the butterflies flitting across flower fields.

Would they be feathered and soft? Rustling and plumed? Like a dove singing to the morning light. Or an owl in silent vigil of the night.

Would they be leathery and smooth?Sporadic and strong? Like a bat patrolling the stars. Those stars she loved so much.

Is it her wings I hear in my dreams? Is there something I should believe in?

What will my wings be? When I join her. Or are we now lost to the vastness of time, space, life, and death.

I hear the beating of her wings.

-KHR

[natalieswood-deactivated2021100]

THE ADDAMS FAMILY (1991) dir. Barry Sonnenfeld

[uroko]

♡ the water-lily, in the midst of waters, opens its leaves and expands its petals, at the first pattering of the shower, and rejoices in the rain-drops with a quicker sympathy than the packed shrubs in the sandy desert. ♡

[thebleedingrosesblog]

We dance with the rain

We dance through the pain

-KHR

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Waiting for leaves to fall

For summer to ebb away

Hoping for the owl’s call

For the moon to come and play

For this is your season

My sweet sister gone

Far away you are without reason

Unconscious waters you swim on

Oh lovely black swan

-KHR

[thebleedingrosesblog]

Silence, is a form of communication.

And it’s okay to not have anything left to say.

-K.H.R

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Obsidian

In my castle of obsidian walls 

No harm can reach here 

Behind crystalized shield 

Leave me to comforts of shadows 

And calming silence bliss 

In my castle of obsidian walls 

Your spitting words cannot move a tear 

Glinting silver, sword I wield  

Kinship forced to decompose 

All this torment, frustration, strain, will not be missed

In my castle of obsidian walls 

Armor shimmers down the halls

Gentle words never kinder

Cold disappointment a constant reminder

So I build my obsidian eternal 

Tower of the nocturnal

Now at twenty two years older

Discover how I’m much bolder

-K.H.R.

[juansendizon]

“If a star is born for each time you made me smile, The universe would be better off with you as my happy. The nights wouldn’t be as lonely and we’d be dancing under the blushing moonlight with you as my greatest lovely. We’d be listening to Chasing Cars while lying on the evening grass and the future is a dream while forgetting about the past. You are my terra in a sea of desolated planets and I’m so lucky to have found you; at last, at last.”

— Juansen Dizon, Pisces & Aries 

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[thebleedingrosesblog]

Black fur

Whisping by in a blur

Hearing mews of greeting

Golden green eyes peering

Always at my heels

Faithful companion in all appeals

Small kitty-purring on my cheek

Interrupted by her ever present squeak

No better bathroom guard compares

Nor surveyor of repairs

Some say she’s just a cat

But I promise she’s so much more than that

-KHR

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Waiting in anticipation,

Projects swirling about heads,

Speaking all appreciation,

While anxiety builds dreads.

-KHR

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When there is no Joy

All you have left is Hope

-KHR

(In memorandum of a lost sibling)

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If the world stopped turning,

Would your accomplishments give you joy?

Would you cry with tears of happiness?

Would you choke with throat burning?

Or would you look away, ashamed and coy?

If the world stopped turning, would your life be full of tenderness?

Live this moment as if it were your last.

You will never regret doing the things that make you laugh.

Or loving the ones that make your heart soar.

So always wear your best.

Hold onto that silly photograph.

And love with all your soulful core.

-K.H.R

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I love you so much,

It engulfs me

I love you more

That’s not possible

Guess I’ll have to prove it to you

for the rest of our lives

-K.H.R

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She walks in Starlight

In another world.

-J.R.R. Tolkien