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Meu amor, meu todo
Minha amiga, minha alma
Quando eu digo que te amo
Não é uma piada
Não é uma zombaria triste
You who spoke to the wind
And it called my name
You whose echoes pierce the air
And your footsteps quake the earth;
Have you forgotten you're a Goddess
The one whose love is sui generis?
God has sent the Angels near
closest to the one that fears
even though you are alone
resting due to casted stones
a light nearby will slowly heal
your broken soul, so well concealed
while traveling abroad
within the confounds of your mind
you will discover the passages
entering through those
the gods and goddesses
have granted access
throughout your mindful jog
Tonight I am hiding from my parents.
I've been hiding since 10:30 and I've gotten very good at it.
I left my wide open sleeping area for the almost secludedness of my father's office.
I am always in the room with you.
Regard the mirror angled on the shelf for you to look in and see me.
I write words on the mirror-
you will see them if you know me and I know you.
I am always in the room with you.
Regard the mirror angled on the shelf for you to look in and see me.
I write words on the mirror-
you will see them if you know me and I know you.
Dearest Husbandry,
I’m your Mississippi Aphrodite, a giant Amazonic.
I am shin-deep in the Mississippi River
and I see above the clouds, far out over the Land of Nod.
All of Earth's mothers
are Earth
and are Earth as seed.
The rest of us
are Earth flowers and
Earth evolving.
Mother, queen, ancient one. She who gave birth to the son. Draped with the sky and a crown of stars upon your head. Your love and light chase away pain and dread. You lay beside me on my bed.
The birth of a fawn,
of a new life stumbling into consciousness -
unsteady legs,
blurred mind.
This is the place from which I have never awoken.
The gold foil letters reading her name
Classical, never subtle
Her fame well-acclaimed
Just tell her all your troubles
Tell her all your sins
"Akonadi, the people’s activist."
Akonadi is an oracular goddess of justice and a guardian deity for
women. Inspired by a Ghananian goddess.
Athena, Goddess of Wisdom and Battle Strategy,
Minerva, the wise old owl’s
spirit
is inside me
Winter eyes cause wild storms.
Through the halls how they adore.
Fallen love and broken hearts
Hers is foam its blown apart.
In the light her beauty shines
To any other she could tell no lies
In high school
Athena is known for her wisdom.
always soaring never plummeting.
Competing with Ares for the ultimate win.
Focus and fearless as an owl
cunning as a snake
she always wears pure white,
I prayed to Atë
For life
But she did not take that well
Because there is no easy way for me to be punished for that
She cannot give me life and my own downfall
In the dead of night
The moon shone bright
A lone soul raced
In search of the light
She was being followed by her prey
And had nowhere safe to stay
The Morrigan was found from olden days,
To be from the tribe of Celtic haze,
Worshipped for strength and war,
She was the goddess of gore.
She's got glossy black hair,
An hourglass figure,
Vibrant blue eyes
And thick velvet lips.
She is skinny and tall,
An envy to all,
But she
Is no more than a picture.
In the midst of winter I hear them cry,
For all the nights I have said goodbye.
Let thy heart rest on mine, as I will fill it with red wine.
With every touch of passion, my skin has all the answers,
I had declared it would not fall in love,
But the goddess Aphrodite took it as a challenge.
Still, I was so sure I could manage.
One day I met this man who asked me on a date.
On my way to work, I said no.
Oh,
So I'm the bad guy?
The loyal wife?
The woman you promised
you'd love for life?
If I'm the bad guy,
then what would you be?
Oh,
So I'm the bad guy?
The loyal wife?
The woman you promised
you'd love for life?
If I'm the bad guy,
then what would you be?
Mat Ga Trong,
the Sun Goddess of Vietnam.
Is now,
the most popular girl at school.
Her long black hair flowing freely against her back,
Her eyes filled with a flaming passion,
I am Art,
As one might see,
In your soul rests part of me.
Painting, writing, dance, and more,
From pastel flowers to bloody gore.
Hephaestus, Athena, Apollo,
Nuska, Kothar-wa-Khasis, Lono.
The feminine energy, The mystical remedy
To all the world's problems, the Euphorian recipe.
As she was thrown out
She found a safe keeping
In a sweaty bout
With her punches sweeping
The opponent off their feet
She lost the fight
The girl with silky smooth hair
The girl with a messy bun
The girl with no hair at all
She is in all of us
The girl with designer clothes
The girl who wears hand me downs
The Greek Goddess of gorgeousness grounds herself in American society
To see what the social standards could be
Bullying breaks the beauty into a blue barbie
Attemping to aquire an acceptable acknowledgement
Sophia full of wisdom and grace. The sun radiates from her face. Beneath her feet the moon does lay. A crown of seven stars upon her head, resting, do they stay. In the beginning, you hovered over the face of the earth.
The lady of the first sun,
Hesitates to let her first world down
That’s all she relies on
All her life she had dreamed of raising this world
Her people look up to her,
While she cares and provides her heat
To the ones I no longer hold dear,
When your picture is pointed out on the tapestry
That's hung in the archives of my heart
By it's new inhabitants
Wake up! Cling to the hours of the day,
You're going to wish you had laid
Down sooner, before the sun said hello.
Pace, faster, keep from running disaster,
You're final goals you're after,
〰 I Am that Real 〰
I am the element in the steel of these heels; the strength in this metal when it's chilled.
A woman with so much determination and will, because titanium flows freely through my organs and cells.
I always knew my purpose was true
I could see it when the skies turned blue
From the greyest clouds it came anew
I always saw it within you
My people have been hiding
Seeking their truths in the right timing
Luminous deep chocolate complexion scintillates my once monochromatic life
Pearly whites shine through my depression and a boisterous laugh follows destroying my urge to sob
Weave flowers through your hair
while we sit in the garden.
To be alone with you,
not touching, never touching,
is a sublime torture,
an exercise in self-denial and gratification,
Can you sing great nightingale?
I never knew you could sing so well.
Do your blood bleed red like ours on papyrus?
Do you pray to the goddess isis?
Very few have seen you,
are you a women of good or evil?
What's between my legs offends you
I can see it in your fear
the way you shut us out just proves
you can't face the truth within.
We have the Universe inside us
you see it bleeding out
Dream
Jess was a goddess
she was glowing in a field
we decorated everything
the sky and the ground and ourselves
we slept in the same bed
shared a blanket, stayed real warm
Any man would be blessed to have a goddess in his life.Possessing all the wisdom, beauty, and graceworthy of the Greek pantheon.He prays and makes the appropriate sacrificesto win a steadfast Hera
I am not delicate but I will wear pink.
I am not frightened but I will cover my eyes at a horror movie.
I am young but that does not mean I have a blind eye.
I am female but that does not make me weak.
What is it like to feel alone?
I have felt alone for so long,
It isn't natural to feel rejected,
Am I this hideous or is it the world
I have realized in the recent months
Lack of confidence
that is your immortal enemy
No one doubts yourself more than you
Somehow you cannot outrun these thoughts
They are just there
Ready to kick you when you are down
I am made
Entirely of flaws
But make
No
Assumptions
I am still
PERFECT
I am the goddess of my own domain
With the ability to change the world
I am a goddess
A creation so divine that - galaxies will swirl in my veins- black and blue like a brusie so freshly wrought that the tinges of purple seem to darken the hues
Sun lost, Demeter’s tears,
For so the land hath slumbered here,
For the once warm air now dull and queer,
Stop! Something rustles in the dark,
Hark! Someone approaches like a lark.
Life grows from her ribs
Feminine Beauty and Strength
She is Cool
The very Air you breathe
She is Fierce
The very Sun you absorb
She is Sturdy
The very Earth you rest your feet on
The one called first is slowly fading
I'm far too busy but she's patiently waiting
So caught up in future present moments
But "Making it happen" was my main component
Only so many sorry's until trust combust
The moon is my Goddess, for she creates the waves, and the songs that lull me to sleep.
The Goddess is my moon,
the Goddess is my earth,
the Goddess grants me her boon,
the Goddess guides me to her hearth,
Walking down the street, the scent
Hit me, crawling its way up my nose,
Triggering the memories of her, and
The smell of the warm cake, followed
By the longing beep from the oven.
Oh godess, hear my plea.
I pray that you deliver me.
I seek your help, I seek your care,
I seek your judgement true and fair.
I pray for mercy from this storm,
I pray that you would lead me home.
This is verse about me and all of you
Call me blunt- I have no tact
But I’m tired of putting on this serving act
Call it vanity, call it pride
But I am a queen with nothing to hide
