Sta.sh
Migration's Flight
I wave from misty bogs,
knee deep in frosted ‘love,’
as agony flies from my chest,
like sparrows…
and they take off
in search
of colder climates.
David
I once set foot on a star
named David;
he was Saturn:
encompassed in perfect
unity.
He took my hair from clouds;
and in night,
he stilled my traveling bones.
And just as a star,
he imploded,
into someone else’s universe,
to revolve around someone else’s sun.
but what more could one ask
Of a star so bright?
Nephylym
You sit atop winged seraphs
and stake your claim of might;
I am ever still, sculpted heartbreak…
parasitic from your height.
Enough
Is never enough…
And I never satisfy.
Sorrow Not, Sweet Heart of Mine
Sorrow not, sweet heart of mine:
love is nothing but a
memory.
It may give phantom aches,
unberable in their agony,
It may lay kisses upon your quivering bosom
until tears run searing cold,
and it may gift night your hazy, dying sight…
but soon;
this love will be
a memory.
and memories are forgotten.
Of course Dazzy would be amazing in commenting on my crap work
... T^T you complete me.
As for your question: I believe it's actually spelled Nephilim (since I'm a dork, I had to spell it weird). They stem from the religion of Christianity. According to the older view of it (not all seem to agree, however, as there are many ways to interpret the phrase "sons of God") is that the Nephilim were a hybrid race between humans and certain fallen angels (or the "sons of God.") From the many sources I've read, they are depicted to be evil creatures which poisoned, corrupted, and devoured.
(I wrote a poem about it because I always feel I am halved down the middle: I separate into 'half mine' and 'half their's'.)
Hopefully that could help~
Really? I complete you?
I understand where you're coming from. It's hard to write anything lately and it kills me...
Wait... that sounds like the book Hush, Hush. If you haven't read it, I highly suggest it. I'm not big on teen paranormal romance, but I seriously loved that book.
That's exactly it. I'm sorry writing has been hard for you, too. It sometimes doesn't seem fair, does it? I suppose that's only because I envy those with multiple ways to express their emotions. I cannot draw, I cannot make music (though playing it sometimes helps)... writing is all I have. But, I just have to endure until I am able to freely use a pen again (: . I hope you are able to write again very soon, too!
Ah, well I will take your reccomendation and try to read it some time. I do enjoy the paranormal; I also enjoy romance... so it sounds promising. Thanks!