Created: 23/10/02 Every time I light this fire, our love ignites, In the dancing flames, it finds new life, The warmth of your presence, forever in sight, In the crackling hearth, there's no room for strife. The memories we've made, they shimmer and glow, Like stars in the night, they brightly adorn, In the heart of this fire, our feelings still flow, With every flicker and spark, our love is reborn. The smoke in the air, a sweet, fragrant embrace, Recalls all the moments we cherished so dear, This fire's a symbol of our passionate grace, A love that endures, without doubt or fear. So as long as this fire continues to burn, Our love will persist, forever to yearn, In the warmth of the flames, our hearts will discern, That the love we share will forever return.
Passion
사랑의 품에 그리움
Longing in Love’s Embrace
In a world where love ignites its flame,
There dwells a girl, consumed by her man's
name.
Her heart, a vessel overflowing with desire,
Yearning for his touch, setting her soul on
fire.
Days apart, a burden she must dear,
Longing to see his face, feel his tender care
Her spirit dances, but it's a restless waltz,
Awaiting the moment when their love exalts.
She turns to music, the rhythm of her
solace,
Melodies echoing her feelings, an emotional
palace.
With each note, she finds strength to
endure,
A symphony of passion, a love
that's pure.
The smoke curls gently her refuge and disguise, A veil to shroud the longing deep in her eyes. She exhales her worries, lets the worries fade, A temporary respite in a smoky serenade. Her friends, a lifeline, a chorus of support, Whispering wisdom, helping her heart to transport. Their words like balm, healing the ache within, Guiding her steps, reminding her to begin. But oh, her bones ache when he's not near, The emptiness within, a constant reminder, my dear. She yearns for his embrace, his touch so tender, The warmth of his arms, a love she'll forever surrender. Her devotion, a tempest, fierce and true, An ocean of love that no words can subdue. Through tears and smiles, she holds on tight, For love this grand is worth the endless fight. So she remains steadfast, a beacon of devotion, Weathering the storm with unwavering emotion. For her love knows no bounds, it knows no end, She'll endure the absence, for he is her eternal blend. In her heart, she carries his love's immense weight, A flame that burns bright, a love that cannot abate. Though distance may try, their bond remains strong, Their love, a symphony, an eternal love song.
Art vs Expectations
In a world where dreams were cast aside, My artistic fire began to hide. The people around me, their doubts grew strong, "Study harder, child, don't you want to belong?" Ambitions suppressed, I followed their lead, Achieving straight A's, fulfilling their creed. But empty was my heart, devoid of delight, For I craved the canvas, the colors so bright. High school arrived, my facade crumbled fast, Grades slipped away, like grains in an hourglass. Yet within the chaos, a spark reappeared, 1 picked up my pencil, my passion revered. Years lost, creativity held in chains, But I embraced art, despite the pains. And amidst the struggle, a glimmer of hope, For my mother's support, like a lifeline, she'd rope. Yet weary I grew, tired of pretense, Of family's false pride, their shallow defense. Demanding my work, their voices would persist, But their words felt hollow, a mocking twist. So now I break free, from their expectations, Seeking my path, defying frustrations. For art is my essence, my soul's sweet release, Not measured by praise or societal peace. I'll paint with resilience, my spirit aflame, With strokes of passion, I'II etch my own name. No longer bound by their doubtful embrace, I'll forge my own destiny, in colors I trace. For true fulfillment lies in following my heart, In art's vast canvas, I'll find my true art. No more seeking validation or lies to appease, I’ll paint my own masterpiece, my soul's masterpiece.
Court Ruling
Prompt: Court Ruling
Prompt Conversation:
Keeta: Forget the trial. We should just execute them.
Isa: No!! I want to hear them make their case. I want them to think of what we might do to them. Because I want to do something worse.
In the realm of justice, passions ignite, Where minds clash and shadows take their flight. Keeta cries for swift execution's might, While Isa yearns for a tale in the court's light. "Forgo the trial," Keeta boldly declares, Impatient, seeking justice unawares. "Let's cast aside their pleas, their feeble claims, And render retribution without refrains." But Isa's heart, in darkness, takes its stand, A deeper purpose she holds in her hand. "I yearn to hear them speak, to bear their plea, For justice lies in knowing what they see." "I want them to think of what we might do, To ponder their fate, their actions undue. For in their fears, they'll feel our wrath take flight, A punishment surpassing darkest night." The court convenes, the stage set for the fray, A symphony of justice in disarray. Defendant and accuser face each other, As the echoes of their sins start to smother. The accused, with trembling voices, commence, Their pleas for mercy mingling with suspense. They recount their tale, a dance of despair, Hoping for clemency, a chance to repair. Keeta's eyes blaze with anger and disdain, Each word fueling her desire to maim. But Isa's gaze holds secrets, unseen power, Her thirst for vengeance, growing by the hour. The evidence laid bare, the arguments tossed, The court must decide, no matter the cost. Keeta, consumed by fury, pleads her case, While Isa, silent, wears a stoic face. The judges deliberate, the hour draws near, And the weight of their verdict, full of fear. Keeta dreams of bloodshed, swift and severe, While Isa's vengeance whispers, crystal clear. The ruling is rendered, justice's decree, A balance of mercy and cruelty we see. Keeta, disappointed, her anger unmet, While Isa's vengeance deepens, a darker threat. In the realm of justice, passions collide, And the echoes of punishment still reside. Keeta and Isa, forever entwined, A testament to the complexity of the mind. For in their hearts, a longing to find peace, But divergent paths dictate their release. And as the court adjourns, their souls entwist, A testament to justice's delicate twist.
Veils of Deception
In the realm of passion’s dance, where hearts collide,
Lies a tale of seductive intimacy, deep and wide.
Where bodies entwine, like vines in moonlit grove,
And whispers of desire ignite the flames of love.
In the hushed moments when shadows caress the skin,
The world around us fades, our souls begin to spin.
Exploring secret realms beneath silken sheets,
We surrender to the hunger that our passion greets.
Like a delicate breeze, your touch awakens my core,
Sending shivers down my spine, craving for more.
Fingers trace pathways of longing and delight,
As we lose ourselves in the enchanting night.
Eyes locked, speaking volumes without a sound,
We navigate uncharted territories, unbound.
Lips brush like petals in a garden of seduction,
Tasting the forbidden fruits of our sweet eruption.
Beneath the moon’s seductive gaze, we intertwine,
Our bodies forming a masterpiece, divine.
With every gentle sigh and sighing breath,
We write poetry of intimacy, defying death.
In this sacred union, vulnerability takes flight,
Revealing secrets hidden, a clandestine light.
The dance of our desires, a symphony untamed,
Creating an intimacy that cannot be named.
Oh, the magic that blooms in this realm of dreams,
Where seduction reigns, tearing at the seams.
In each tender touch, we find our souls entwined,
In this seductive intimacy, forever enshrined.
So let us succumb to the depths of this connection,
Embracing the flames that fuel our affection.
For in the poetry of our bodies, intertwined,
We discover the essence of love, pure and kind.
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.”
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.
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.
Tituba: Celestial Vanguard
In realms of mystic power, a warrior roams,
Tituba, an Angel Assassin, she calls her
own.
With lightning crackle, her presence
unfolds,
A guardian of blance, a tale yet untold.
Her silver mist green eyes, a celesian gleam,
reflecting the cosmos, a starlit dream.
Within her lies the essennce of divine grace,
passion, playfulness, on her celestial face.
with gaze serene, emotions concealed,
A hint of dissapointment, her heart may
yield.
A dance of shadows, her distant kin she
wears,
To blend in the world, undetected,
unawares.
Adept in combat, a masterful display,
Hand-to-Hand prowess, swords her own
ballet.
Through battles waged, she moves with
might,
An expert of war, in darkness or in light.
But Tituba is more, a celesial thread,
A tepestry woven, where inspiration is
spread.
In her veins courses the pulse of the skies,
A conduit of wisdom, where secrets arise.
Astrological whispers, stars whisper her
name,
Cosmic alignments, her destiny aflame.
The constelations map her path with care,
guiding her steps, through relams unaware.
Passion ignites within, a fire untamed,
Playful laughter, her spirit untamed.
Her presence an inspiratio, a celestial
rhyme,
A beacon of hope in this tumultous time.
Oh, Tituba, Angel Assasssin of might,
With secrets and skills, veiled from sight,
Your story unfolds with cosmic delight,
A warrior, a muse, shining through the
night.
In realms beyondd, where legends reside,
Tituba, a celestial force, inspiration within,
Her journey continues, a tale yet to begin.
Whispers of Desire: A Playful Dance of Souls
Poem request from Grace: “Teasing love”
In a playful dance of words, they engage,
A conversation filled with teasing stage.
The girl, with a curious tone, inquires,
“What’s wrong with you? Your nerves transpire.”
The boy, flustered, denies the claim,
“Nervous? No way, it’s not the same!”
But the girl, with a knowing smile,
Provokes him further, just for a while.
She whispers of a touch, a secret place,
And the boy’s reaction, a blushing face.
With a gasp, he tries to defend,
Claiming it’s merely nature’s trend.
Amidst laughter, the girl persists,
Unveiling the truth that both insist.
“It’s not just nature’s innocent cue,
Deep down, you know you enjoy it too.”
Their banter flows, a tender art,
An intimate connection from the start.
In words and laughter, they find delight,
A playful bond, a shared insight.
For in this light-hearted repartee,
Their hearts reveal what words can’t say.
In a dance of teasing, their souls ignite,
A connection strong, pure and bright.
So let their banter be a joyful song,
Where feelings dance, and hearts belong.
In this conversation’s playful twist,
They find a love they can’t resist.