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Finally I have published my ONC 2022 entry for the last part! 
          
          I have truly enjoyed this journey and I would like to thank my two readers for staying with me till the end. I hope the rest of you who haven’t yet read it, please do peak at it and leave a comment!
          
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I crave of something more,
          something so much more than you and I could ever dream of, 
          something that takes me to times I’ve never lived through, 
          with people I’ve never been with, 
          on journeys I’ve been gone on, 
          something so much about the beating heart, 
          of passions running through veins, 
          following the storms of books, and toppling seas, 
          and swords fights with a lover before sweet kisses, 
          and discovery of the enlightened souls. 
          
          O how I crave the tenderness within.
          
          ~what of all the blood
          
          @thunder_d_

Tell me why sweet princess
          do I crave something unholy?
          Tell me why sweet princess
          does the sun set behind you always?
          Tell me why sweet princess
          do we strive to cheat our destinies?
          
          Tell me why beloved princess 
          do you not crave something unholy?
          Tell me why beloved princess
          does the moon never sing the lyre?
          Tell me why beloved princess
          can’t our love awaken our souls?
          
          ~oracles of delphi
          
          @thunder_d_

How come the stars are clouded?
          How come masks befall only then?
          How come lovers whispers turn up?
          How come under the moon we dread?
          
          How come the winter winds grow quiet?
          How come the southern colours turn red?
          How come the blushes of orange turn pink?
          How come you forget my love once dawns set?
          
          ~did you lead me on
          
          @thunder_d_

The winds shift their reign,
          the first snow breaths warmth,
          the yellow sea rises against the grey,
          the last orange leaf falls into the sky.
          
          The winds reclaim their right,
          the honeydew rots from inside out,
          the rose is all but blushing and alive,
          the fairy lights feel soft against candle light.
          
          ~what i wish i knew
          
          @thunder_d_

Your existence is but a test.
          Your eyes are closed, you can not move. 
          How did you use your time?
          You stare back at the bluish black shapes 
          stretching beyond your vision.
          Do you know your Maker, your last herald?
          You don’t, but you think your
          silence might be given a chance or missed.
          They disappeared into abyss.
          A promise of better things whispers seduce.
          Your eyes, ears, and nose, all
          attacked with lilting silk and emerald songs.
          An unimaginable warmth calls.
          
          @thunder_d_

Show the pictures of the divine creatures,
          the ones you hide with belittled problems.
          
          Show me the idols of the ancient practise,
          the ones you hide with tarnished rubbles.
          
          Show me the lyrics of the mellifluous songs,
          the ones you hide with deaf walls.
          
          Show me the human of the honoured man,
          the ones you hide with ignorance and hate. 
          
          ~make some space
          
          @thunder_d_

Do you want a poem 
          to admonish your sins?
          Or do you want a wish 
          to make them obsolete?
          
          Do you want a prayer
          to elucidate your purposes?
          Or do you want a song
          to make them farce?
          
          Do you want a ritual
          to ameliorate your deeds?
          Or do you want a mercy
          to make them cataclysmic?
          
          what is it 
          
          @thunder_d_

Little butterflies that shape this world,
          born of a death from another,
          little knowing of the life before,
          she turns heads for what she can not control.
          
          Happy butterflies that shape this world,
          know not the stars comprehend,
          drowned by overwhelming voices,
          she turns heads for what she can not control.
          
          Overwhelmed butterflies that shape this world,
          keeping up all the bee flowers,
          death not quite but of queens,
          she turns heads for what she can not control.
          
          Hopeful butterflies that shape this world,
          for the first time there seems so much chance,
          drowned by the abysmal unknown and raging torch,
          she turns heads for what she can not control.
          
          Struggling butterflies that shape this world,
          perch on the cliff above streaming distractions,
          awaiting time to turn its back promises left unfulfilled,
          she turns heads for what she can not control.
          
          Rage-filled butterflies that shape this world,
          ocean zen and misty morning fogs blanketed by the sun,
          rise above the terrains mountains bow down to,
          she controls and turned heads matter no more.
          
          ~goodnight
          
          @thunder_d_

I shut my eyes, 
          I see.
          I shut my ears,
          I hear.
          I shut my mouth,
          I am afraid.
          I shut off my mind,
          I am a liar.
          
          I open my eyes,
          I cannot look.
          I open my ears, 
          I try to block them.
          I open my mouth,
          I am silenced.
          I open my mind,
          I no longer exist.
          
          ~why we ignore
          
          @thunder_d_