Love

Darkness Defied

Prompt: Monologue

Bictan God of Death: Fall. You are alone, child. There is only Darkness you…And only DEATH to your people. I will command a Great and terrible Army. And we will Sail until every light has been extinguished. You are strong Child. But I am beyond Strength. I AM THE END!!

 

In shadows deep, where darkness thrives,
Bictan God of Death arrives,
His voice a tempest, fierce and loud,
A monologue that strikes, unbowed.

“Fall,” he whispers, to the weary soul,
Alone, adrift, in darkness’ control,
No ray of hope, no glimmer bright,
Only death’s grip, a fearsome blight.

He claims dominion, over the land,
Commanding armies at his command,
A great and terrible force unleashed,
To snuff out every light, a feast.

But child, fear not, for you are strong,
In the face of darkness, you belong,
Though he may boast, beyond all might,
You hold the power, burning bright.

The end he claims, an empty guise,
For you possess what never dies,
A spark within, a soul aflame,
Against his wrath, you’ll stake your claim.

This monologue of doom and dread,
Shall be transformed to verse instead,
In poetry’s embrace, a glimmer found,
Defying darkness, love profound.

So let him sail, with all his might,
For in your heart, a guiding light,
His grandest plans, they shall not rend,
As long as love’s anthem, you defend.

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Passionate Love’s Delica

1st version.

Prompt: Conversation between a couple:

Prompt Convo:

Itreya: (unfazed) Don’t get to fucking confident. You don’t wanna be treated like your ex did you right?

Zenim: (Truma Relapse).

Itreya: (Approving smile) That’s right go back to being the little submissive man I love.

In the realm of whispers, a couple engaged,
Itreya spoke, unyielding, unfazed.
"Don't grow too confident, my dear," she 
proclaimed,
"Remember your ex's treatment, it's not what 
you craved."

Zenim, in a moment, a relapse of trauma,
The wounds reopened, sorrowful drama.
Yet Itreya's smile, approving and grand,
Brought solace and comfort, like a loving 
hand.

Back to being the little submissive man,
Zenim returned, as Itreya's grand plan.
For in their dance, a delicate balance above,
Their love, their power, intertwined like a 
dove.

2nd version.
Prompt Convo:

Zenim: (Unfazed) Don’t let your womanly emotions consume you. You don’t wanna end up like your mother now do you?

Itreya: (Truma Relapse) I’m not her…

Zenim: (Approving smile) That’s right go back to being the little submissive woman I love.

Amidst the murmurs, a couple stood strong,
Zenim's words resolute, unyielding, not 
wrong.
"Don't let emotions consume you, my love," 
he dared,
"Like your mother's fate, be aware, be 
prepared."

Itreya, caught in a moment, a relapse of old,
A specter from past, her heart's core, 
untold.
Yet Zenim's smile, approving and true,
Ignited a flame, as love often will do.

Back to being the little submissive woman,
Itreya returned, her spirit still human.
For in their union, a dance of their own,
Strength and vulnerability, in harmonious 
tone.

Two versions, two stories, love's intricate 
art,
Expressed through words, a delicate part.
For in their conversations, echoes of pain,
And in their connection, a love to sustain.

 

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Cupid’s Arrow Strikes

Poem Request by Simone K.

Prompt: cupid

Purpose: For my boyfriend

Have to get this off my chest
I’m telling you today
That when I talk to you
Oh cupid walks right through
And shoots an arrow through my heart

In your presence, time stands still,
Our connection, an enchanting thrill.
As words flow between us, I’m swept away,
Lost in a symphony only we can play.

The arrow’s sting, a bittersweet pain,
For with it comes a love I can’t restrain.
You’ve captured my thoughts, my very being,
In your embrace, I find the joy of seeing.

Each syllable spoken, like a gentle caress,
Whispering secrets, my heart can’t suppress.
For when I talk to you, a world awakes,
A love story unfolds with each breath it takes.

Oh, let us cherish this ethereal dance,
Two souls entwined in a serendipitous chance.
With Cupid’s arrow as our guiding light,
We’ll navigate the depths of love’s sweet flight.

So, let these words bind us, heart to heart,
And from this moment, let us never part.
For when I talk to you, love knows no bounds,
In your presence, a symphony resounds.

 

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Telstra’s Resolve

“What are you doing? Why are you still holding…back?! Have you forgotten what they said to us? What they did? They think you’re a monster!! Prove them RIGHT!!!”

Telstra Spinx

In a moment of tempestuous plight,
Telstra’s powers flicker, a dormant might,
“What are you doing? Why hold back the flame?
Have you forgotten their words, their cruel game?

They label you a monster, an abhorrent sight,
But their ignorance blinds them from your true light.
Unleash the fury that dwells deep within,
Prove them right, let the storm begin!

For they know not the strength you possess,
The resilience within, the power to impress.
Rise, oh Telstra, embrace your might,
Unleash your essence, ignite the night!

No more shall their judgment chain you down,
No longer will you wear society’s frown.
With defiance as your guide, your spirit alight,
Prove them right, let your powers take flight!

Break the shackles, set your soul free,
Embrace the monster they claim you to be.
In your flames, their doubts shall ignite,
A testament to the power they failed to sight.

Oh Telstra, let their whispers fade,
Your destiny awaits, in darkness you wade.
Prove them right, let your strength unfurl,
For within your heart, an extraordinary world.”

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Love’s Dual Essence

Quote: “I only ever thought there were two kinds of love; the kind you’ll kill for, and the kind you’ll die for; but you my darling, you were the kind of love I would live for.”

In realms of love, where passions
intertwine,
Two archetypes emerge, distinct and
divine,
One, fierce and wild, ablaze in the heart,
A love so potent, it could tear worlds apart.

The kind you'd fight for, against all odds,
A love so fierce, it defies the gods.
A flame that consumes, with a fervent
desire,
Burning bright, setting souls afire.

Then there's the love that holds a hue different
hue,
a love where tenderness and grace shine
through.
A love that whispers softly, like a gentle
breeze,
A love that nurtures, outting souls at ease.

You, my darling, are a love of he latter kind,
A love that transcends, gentle and refined.
A love that grants life new purpose and
worth,
A love I'd choose to chrish, to love for on
this earth.

For in your eyes, a universe I find,
Where love's pure essence forever
wnwined.
With you, my dear, life blooms with delight,
A love that sustains, casting away the night.

No longer just kind to kill or die,
But a love that ignites the will to truly fly.
With you, my darling, love takes on new
form,
A love that transcends, like a perfect storm.

So let us journey, hand in hand,
forevermore,
Embracing this love we've come to adore.
For you, my darling, are the love I'll live for,
A live that whispers of eternity's lore.

			

	
					

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The Dual Nature of Presence

	

	

		
	

		

		
quote: “Love me or hate me, both are in my favor. If you love me, I’ll always be in your heart. If you hate me, I’ll always be in your mind.”


In the realm of hearts, a dichotomy resides,
Love and hate, two forces that collide,
Yet I, the enigma, find solace therein,
For both hold power, where my essence has been.

Love me, and I shall forever reside,
Deep within the chambers, where affections reside,
An imprint etched, a flame that won't depart,
In your heart's sanctuary, I'll forever start.

But hate me, and I'll linger, a haunting ghost,
In the corridors of your thoughts, I shall boast,
An unwelcome presence, a memory unkind,
Forever etched, within the recesses of your mind.

For in this paradox lies my strange grace,
A dual existence, in love and hate's embrace,
To be remembered, whether sweet or bitter,
A presence enduring, a lingering quiver.

Love and hate, two sides of passion's fire,
A testament to the depths of desire,
I am the mirror, reflecting your heart's choice,
Forever etched, in your inner voice.

So love me or hate me, both in my favor,
For I am the catalyst, the soul's brave savior,
In your heart or mind, my essence remains,
A lingering presence, as destiny ordains.

In this dance of emotions, love and disdain,
I find my place, where I shall forever remain,
For I am the enigma, in love's sweet art,
Forever entwined, in your mind and heart.


 

			

	
					

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Betwixt and Between

	

	

		
	

		

		
Quote: “And all of a sudden I’m stuck between wanting to wait for you and wanting to forget you. I don’t know which one is better so somehow I’m doing both at the same time.”


And all of a sudden, I'm caught betwixt,
Yearning to wait, but longing to forget,
A crossroads of desires, uncertain and wild,
In this paradoxical realm, I'm reconciled.

Should I wait, like a sentinel in time's embrace,
For the possibility of love's sweet grace?
Or should I cast away these thoughts of you,
Release the hold, bid a fond adieu?

Two opposing forces, entwined within me,
Yearning and detachment, in perfect harmony,
I find myself treading a path unknown,
Simultaneously waiting and letting go, sown.

A dance of contradictions, both fierce and tender,
Holding onto hope, yet surrendering its splendor,
In this intricate tapestry of heart's refrain,
I navigate the labyrinth, embracing the pain.

For waiting is a whisper, a melody of hope,
A flickering flame on a darkened slope,
While forgetting is an act of liberation,
A chance to heal, find self-restoration.

So I dwell in this liminal space of in-between,
Where longing and release converge, serene,
I embrace the ambiguity, the uncertainty,
Finding solace in this state of duality.

For in the depths of my yearning heart,
I discover strength, a transformative art,
To wait and forget, to hope and let go,
In this paradoxical dance, love's essence shall flow.

And as time weaves its threads of fate,
I hold onto patience, while relinquishing weight,
For the answers lie not in choosing one or another,
But in embracing both, transcending all bother.

So I shall wait for you, while forgetting too,
A symphony of contradictions, a love anew,
In this tender balance of desires untamed,
I find my peace, where heart and soul are reclaimed.

			

	
					

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Yearning for Love’s Embrace

	

	

		
	

		

		
Quote: “There’s a big difference between not being able to live without someone loving them.”


There's a big difference, profound and true,
Between not being able, and meeting you.
To live without love, a soul left to roam,
But with someone's affection, finding a home.

In the tapestry of life, love weaves its thread,
Binding hearts together, where desires are fed.
Without that embrace, a withering flower,
Longing for love's touch, every passing hour.


The yearning runs deep, like an ocean’s tide,

To be cherished, to be loved, by your side.

Existence alone, a mere empty shell,

But with love’s embrace, a story to tell.


For love is the essence, the life-giving breath,

A force that conquers the fear of death.

To be seen, to be treasured, in another’s gaze,

It brings solace and joy, in love’s endless maze.


So let us not falter, let us not forget,

The power of love, in a world so beset.

For without someone’s love, we’re incomplete,

But with their affection, our souls find retreat.


Not being able to live without love’s sweet kiss,

Is a testament to the depths of bliss.

In a world where love is a precious treasure,

It fills us with purpose, brings us boundless pleasure.


So embrace that difference, let it be known,

Love’s power to transform, to call it our own.

For not being able to live without love’s flame,

Is the essence of life, and why we came.







			

	
					

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Whispers of Passion: Love’s Tapestry Unveiled

	

	

		
	

		

		
In realms where hearts entwine, love’s tender bloom,

Where passions soar, and souls find sweetest room,

Let verses dance upon this mortal stage,

A symphony of desire, penned on love’s page.


Within the realm of love, our journey starts,

Where beating hearts unite, two souls embark,

In whispers shared and longing’s gentle call,

Intimacy’s veil descends, encompassing all.


Like petals kissed by sun, love’s flame ignites,

A sacred union, shining through the nights,

With every touch, the world dissolves away,

As bodies intertwine in blissful sway.


Intimacy, the language of the heart,

Unveiling secrets in the dim-lit dark,

Where trust becomes the bridge that we explore,

And vulnerability binds us even more.


In moments pure, we venture to the core,

Where naked souls entwined, we both adore,

A dance of senses, passion’s fiery play,

In shadows cast, our inhibitions sway.


But sex, a symphony beyond the flesh,

A tapestry of yearning, raw and fresh,

With every gasp and moan, a tale unfolds,

In ecstasy’s embrace, a story told.


Yet love and intimacy surpass the skin,

For true connection dwells much deeper within,

When hearts align, a sacred bond is born,

A love that thrives through every dusk and morn.


So let us celebrate love’s sweet embrace,

And cherish every moment, every trace,

For in the tapestry of life’s design,

Love, intimacy, and sex eternally entwine.

			

	
					

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Wanderers of Love: Embracing the Unknown

	

	

		
	

		

		
In a world of hearts, where love’s thread wove,

A tale unfolds of a family’s love, but seeking to rove.

Deciding to part ways, to journey apart,

Yet rooted in affection, deep in each heart.


Through the ebb and flow of life’s steady stream,

They seek their paths, like a fragmented dream.

Each member bound by hopes, ambitions, and needs,

Aching to explore, while tending to their own seeds.


The parents, once hand in hand, side by side,

Now choose separate roads, where their spirits reside.

Their laughter, once shared in a cozy home,

Now echoes faintly, as they yearn to roam.


With somber smiles and longing gazes exchanged,

They bid farewell, knowing love will remain unchanged.

In the depths of their souls, an unbreakable bond,

Even in distance, a connection beyond.


The children, caught amidst the shifting tides,

Struggle to fathom this rift that divides.

Yet in their hearts, a compass ever true,

For the love of their family, steadfast and true.


Through milestones celebrated and trials endured,

They find solace, for their love is assured.

Though paths may diverge and distances grow wide,

Their love transcends, forever unified.


And so, they journey on, embracing the unknown,

Seeking their destinies, seeds of love sown.

Though physically apart, their souls interlace,

Family, forever bound, in each other’s grace.

			

	
					

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