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POETRY Relationships SOUL WRITING & BLOGGING

Bones of Carrion

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…And so they come to feed, like raptors on your flesh until you are no more than the bones of carrion. You did not see them for what they were, until it was too late. Behind innocent eyes a deep sea of jealousy lies. There is no kindness in words that cut the fabric of a soul.

Eily Nash ~ 2020

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micro fiction WRITING & BLOGGING

Enigmatic Eyes

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She was a Writer, weaving stories around the emotions she read in others. He was a charming enigma. Eyes, deep as the cold North sea. She searched their dark depths, looking for answers but chose to leave her unasked question hanging in the air.

Who or what had poisoned his heart to love? Would he tell? She doubted that. A mystery she would have to unravel, as with a greedy ear she anticipated listening to the tales he may or may not share.

Eily Nash ~ 2020

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LOVE POETRY WRITING

Wicked Games …

With sea green eyes, you taunt and tantalise. They dream and fantasise as you tease, you please, bring the unsuspecting to their knees. Behind an enigmatic smile, hides deceit & guile. Such wicked games you innocently play, then coldly walk away. The lying enemy within, whispers Love is a sin.

Eily Nash

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POETRY SHORT STORY WRITING

Witch Lit Eyes

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By beguiling witch-light I fell so deeply into the depths of her Obsidian eyes. What was I looking for, perhaps some long forgotten lost aspects of myself?

Instead I found her true essence hiding in the twilight chambers of her heart.

Through me, a mortal man, she was set free. No longer destined to be imprisoned walking on hot burning coals behind hell’s gates, but to walk hand in hand y with me, in the hallowed halls of Sacred Love that flow into Eternity.

 

Eily Nash

 

 

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LOVE MAGIC MAGICK POEM POETRY WRITING

Beautiful Fairytale

Did she fascinate, charm and beguile? Maybe a distraction for just a while. Did she fill your thoughts in your waking hours and seep into your sleep. Before you knew, were you in too deep? Did she really have that power? With her faraway eyes, she saw other worlds, far beyond the veil. Was she for real or were you lonely and she was only a beautiful fairytale?

~Eily Nash

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LOVE Relationships Verse WRITING & BLOGGING

Touch of a velvet glove

With the touch of a velvet glove

And iron fist of controlling love

Insidious fingers of such jealousy

Tarnished Knight, without chivalry

Rivers of tears, fair maiden did weep

For her soul was not yours to keep

She longed to walk in hallowed halls

But withered within your castle walls

~Eily Nash

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WRITING & BLOGGING

Castles in the Sand

It was a beautiful time, constructing castles and creating a fairytale land. Until one day the sea of reality came crashing in and washed the magick clean away. There is no never ending story for that which is built upon sand…

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Categories
FICTION & POETRY LOVE POETRY

Corrupted Seeds

Eily Nash -2019

Categories
FICTION & POETRY

Fireflies

What is a firefly captured in a jar

When born to spread its light afar

Glass prison holding a tiny frame

This life extinguishes an inner flame

For his pleasures sake, life forsake

Starved without flight, Firefly dies

Eily Nash~2019

Categories
FICTION & POETRY SHORT STORY WRITING

Aching Hunger

Words: Eily Nash

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Categories
FICTION & POETRY LOVE

Kaleidescope Eyes

She always brought the sunshine on a rainy day, the girl who saw my chromatic world through her beautiful green Kaleidoscope eyes.

She walked across the dance floor in silver stilettos, Killer heels, swathed in sensuous silk, her dress a river of red flowing into my hungry arms.

To the tempo of the tango, we danced my blues away …

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LOVE MAGIC POEM POETRY Uncategorized WRITING WRITING & BLOGGING

Driftwood

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‘By Power of the Night
And bright Moon Light
On shifting sands of time
Let my True Love be mine!’
From his lonely shore he did not hear the siren’s’ plea.
Her words returned…
Driftwood, on the ebb-tide of the sea.
~Eily Nash
Categories
OCCULT SHORT STORY Uncategorized WRITING & BLOGGING

The Lord of Mendacity

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The Lord of the Manor kept his secrets,

locked within the dark recesses of his cheating black heart.

There were many mistresses, trysts and love affairs .

Yet, without shame he avowed to his Lady his undying devotion,

eternal fidelity and love for her and her alone.

As he looked deeply into the black mirrors that were her obsidian eyes,

he swore let death take him if he were ever untrue.

Morgana was versed in magickal arts.

They say the eyes are a window to the soul.

When she looked at him, she knew what to do,

she saw retribution reflected back at her in his empty, lying eyes…

And thus, his Lordship came to his final resting place,

not in the sumptuous marital chamber within the Manor House,

but in ignoble and unhallowed ground.

Buried under the weight of the cold cruel earth…

and his own mendacity.

 

 

~Eily Nash

Categories
POETRY WRITING & BLOGGING

River of Eternal Dreams

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Uncategorized WRITING & BLOGGING

Lonely Heart

 

 

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She was a dangerous secret, kept hidden from the world.

How could he explain that when he looked into her Obsidian eyes he was afraid of what he saw looking back,  reflections of the darkness in his own soul.

Who could understand, when he could not make sense of it himself, the deep feeling of love he had for the Nightwalker dwelling in the tangled forest of his mind?

Many women came and many women went, as he tried to forget her. But he knew she was just a whisper away and if he were to say her name, she come. Yet fear kept him silent for he knew only she could assuage the longing in the dark recesses of his lonely heart … 

 

Eily Nash ~2018

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Uncategorized WRITING & BLOGGING

The Games People Play

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Kyle was a star Poker player He kept his cards close to his chest, never showing his hand, confident his next move would be undetected until he made it.

That was until he met Nell.

It wasn’t until the last hand, he realised that all along Nell held all the aces even though Poker was not her game.

Chess was.

Nell was used to taking King’s down, planning her moves many steps ahead.Too late, Kyle realised he needed to change his game.

Checkmate…Game Over…

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Eily Nash ~ 2018

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