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LOC: United Kingdom
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: September 07
LOC: United Kingdom
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: September 07
Hello my name is Kaiden G. Stone I am an artist, writer and studying sem -proffessional photographer.
national American poetry competition.
I also qualified last year with an art & design qualification.
On a personal note, I live wi…
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Who knows what will happen after death, as we travel through the darkness and into the boundaries of eternal light. We gaze into the future and imagine the natural purity and insight. We live and die, without reason, before fading away with the ever changing seasons, been part of nature. Burning like stars suspended amongst the astral plains; supernova explosions as worlds collide, black-holes separate particles from a dieing sun's divide. Somewhere beyond time, galaxies expand into life, dee...
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I sense my surroundings and imagine light in a dark, filled void of relentless night. I was awake, but still dreaming as time crept in. Lost in the sollitude of eternal sin. I have spoken to wise men, who have guided me through a broken path - way. I have fallen at the fountain of life and gazed wide eyed at my own reflection. When visitting a retreat where spiritual minds came together as one. I found a new group of friends, some of which had come from places so far. They have been brought t...
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She surprised me with a beautiful smile as I kissed her on the cheek and said, stay a while. Though we were both young, I knew we were meant to be together. This beautiful angel of mine so sweet so divine she looked like a movie star, and drove a flashy car but only in her dreams; I remember thinking at the time, it seams as though she is happy. I watched the reflections of sunlight as she combed her beautiful hair, and all the time I longed for her gentle touch. The twinkle in her eyes, thos...
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I kissed you under the harvest Moon, and your heart became black, I leaned over to touch your neck and you pushed me back, your eyes they told me of fear dwelling within and the look upon your face was like a mirrored reflection with a devilish grin. I touched you where you liked, but no longer did it please, I caressed on your cheek, and you called me a tease. I moved to touch, I loved you too much, but for all I am worth you are worthy of more, but less you understand, tis you that I adore....
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The sky is blue like my eyes, my pupils are full of surprise. With these two eyes I have to see with. I see the angel's light, intensely bright with white light. Pure as driven snow, laying on the ground where flowers in bloom grow. Under the shadow of the milky moon that looks down upon me. I rise then fall, as small creatures scurry and crawl, and hide in fields of grass so green, as they lay beneath the earth unseen. Dancing nymphs in the flower bed, parade to celebrate the passing of the ...
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beautiful, I love this piece of work so strong in metaphore and texture, it flowed very well, and reminds me of some very well known staged plays, such as Heathcliff...due to it's visual reprisentation of the night; I kept seeing some beautifuly dressed woman laying on a darkened moores with the night wrapped around her like a shroud of black effection.
I can feel this piece I love the real life quality to this piece of poetry, it was very story like, and meaningfull...almost reminded me of a story written by the author Stephen King...Stand by Me you know it ??
I like this piece of work, it actualy remind me of a piece I created on my sister poetry site, titled Equiblem Requiem. I love the metaphor in this piece, it flows with real energy and I began to feel your pain and rage, as I have this way of working...tend to put a bit to much feeling in my work some times.
Not realy my thing, used to be in a band years ago, but these lyrics are a little different to what I used to write about. I used to be the front man/ song writer for an Indie band called "Spooky-child"
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