Taking back what once was mine
Now that the old flame
Stood the test of time
Forever and a day
Just to say
You were missed
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Archive for Mirrors And Black Magic
Reaper 2.0
Posted in Visual Art, Writing with tags Death, geosolus, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The Cloak And The Dagger, The Second Ritual on 17/10/2019 by GeoSolusA Seed
Posted in Writing with tags Fair Flames, From The Ashes, geosolus, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The World on 18/09/2019 by GeoSolusI left you
Where you were meant to dwell
In my heart
In my mind
My child who never was
Chemical Memories
Posted in Visual Art, Writing with tags geosolus, Mirrors And Black Magic, The Cloak And The Dagger, The Second Ritual on 14/07/2019 by GeoSolusWhat many call love can be experienced with a pill or a cult for they have never truly loved. Through chemistry and faith, human emotions have been controlled for centuries and those who understand this hide their knowledge for various reasons. Some choose the path of mystery to avoid their knowledge being used for detrimental means. Others shroud their secrets with cloak and dagger to ensure an upper hand against all those who may oppose them. Yet a handful have always risen above these ways of manipulation for their hearts were forged in the fires of the universal mind.
The Symbol
Posted in Visual Art with tags Fair Flames, From The Ashes, geosolus, Mirrors And Black Magic, The Second Ritual, The Slow Burn on 03/07/2019 by GeoSolus
O.D.
Posted in Writing with tags geosolus, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The Cloak And The Dagger, The Fanatic, The Second Ritual on 30/06/2019 by GeoSolusGo with grace
An enigmatic smile
A peaceful face
Letting go
Gone
Gone without a trace
The Distortion
Posted in Writing with tags geosolus, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The Cloak And The Dagger, The Distortions Of Desire, The Second Ritual on 19/06/2019 by GeoSolusYou are confused
My lonely child
You lust for love
From what was wild
That man who fills
Your heart’s desire
Has seen the ashes
Of passion’s fire
He has no need
For love or friend
For he already
Knows
The end
The Fan
Posted in Writing with tags geosolus, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The Cloak And The Dagger, The Fanatic, The Second Ritual on 11/06/2019 by GeoSolusWoke up
Naked and alone
Silently captive
In some stranger’s home
No recollection
Of what came before
A deep state of sleep
Where dreams are no more
