AkashaRain47• Show poetry

I am 18 years old and a strong practitioner of Wicca. My craft name is Akasha Rain. I am fairly new to it, however and I do a lot of reading and perfecting in my skills and knowledge. However, besides Wicca, I have many passions in life.

I love to write poetry. Most of my work is dark and sad but it's just the style that comes to me easily. I write when I have a strong emotion towards something and that is usually when I am upset or depressed. I also love to draw and take photos. All type of artwork fascinates me. I love more fantasy art than realistic art though.

A few other things i love to do are listen to music (a lot), sing, hang out with my friends, go to the beach, work on my garden (just started one), and go dancing.

If you'd like to get to know me a little better my Screen name is PINKPANTHER$47318

__________________________________________

__WICCAN REDE__


Bide the Wiccan laws ye must, in perfect love and perfect trust.
Live and let live—fairly take and fairly give.
Cast the Circle thrice about to keep all evil spirits out.
To bind the spell every time, let the spell be spake in rhyme.
Soft of eye and light of touch—speak ye little, listen much.

Deosil go by the waxing Moon—sing and dance the Wiccan Rune.
Widdershins go when the Moon doth wane, and the werewolf howls by the dread wolfsbane.
When the Lady’s Moon is new, kiss the hand to Her times two.
When the Moon rides ar Her peak, then your heart’s desire seek.
Heed the North wind’s might gale—lock the door and drop the sail.
When the wind comes from the South, love will kiss thee on the mouth.

When the wind blows from the East, expect the new and set the feast.
When the West wind blows o’er thee, departed spirits restless be.
Nine woods in the Cauldron go—burn them quick and burn them slow.

Elder be ye Lady’s tree—burn it not or cursed ye’ll be.
When the Wheel begins to turn, let the Beltane fires burn.

When the Wheel has turned to Yule, light the Log and let Pan rule.
Heed ye flower, bush and tree — by the Lady blessed be.
Where the rippling waters go, cast a stone and truth ye’ll know.
When ye are in dire need, hearken not to others’ greed.
With the fool no season spend, or be counted as his friend.
Merry meet and merry part — bright the cheeks and warm the heart.
Mind the Threefold Law ye should — three times bad and three times good.
When misfortune is enow, wear the blue star on thy brow.
True in love ever be, unless thy lover’s false to thee.
Eight words the Wiccan Rede fulfill — an ye harm none, do what ye will.



____________________________________________

**MISSING**
by Evanescence

"Missing"

Please, please forgive me,
But I won't be home again.
Maybe someday you'll look up,
And, barely conscious, you'll say to no one:
"Isn't something missing?"

You won't cry for my absence, I know -
You forgot me long ago.
Am I that unimportant...?
Am I so insignificant...?
Isn't something missing?
Isn't someone missing me?

Even though I'm the sacrifice,
You won't try for me, not now.
Though I'd die to know you love me,
I'm all alone.
Isn't someone missing me?

Please, please forgive me,
But I won't be home again.
I know what you do to yourself,
I breathe deep and cry out,
"Isn't something missing?
Isn't someone missing me?"

Even though I'm the sacrifice,
You won't try for me, not now.
Though I'd die to know you love me,
I'm all alone.
Isn't someone missing me?

And if I bleed, I'll bleed,
Knowing you don't care.
And if I sleep just to dream of you
I'll wake without you there,
Isn't something missing?
Isn't something...

Even though I'm the sacrifice,
You won't try for me, not now.
Though I'd die to know you love me,
I'm all alone.
Isn't someone missing me?