Poet, Autumn lover, rain lover, pianist, funny (gonna write jokes too).
You were there, You held my hand. You were near, Close in my heart. Everything was beautiful then, The world, the noise, the rain. For the most beautiful girl Was with me.
Mirror, mirror, on the wall Bound to steal the face of all Hanging like an open door A passageway forever more Mirror, mirror, open wide So all can see the world inside Full to the brim of joy...
Let's just take things slow now. You don't need to rush your mind. Let's take it easy, please. We know both aren't your type. You need to calm yourself down, Before you ruin your whole life.
Drip, drop. Like the rain through the trees. The wind like a breeze through my fingers. Pitter patter,. Like the footsteps of weary mice. Touched upon a crisp snow ground. Splish, splash,.
Sin will destroy your life and leave you dead Throughout your carnal body it will spread Look not at me for I am in bonds “Help” I cry but no help comes This thing called sin comes in many...
Tragedy rests on the wind. Carried on cold breath. You're falling into my arms. Mere moments before kissing death. Unspoken, shallow words. Rest lightly on pale lips. Soundlessly falling to the floor.
If emotions were colors I’d be a rainbow.
you will never hear another word come straight from my lips but try to listen closely to the echoes in the distance.
The thunder roars like a hummingbirds wings The sweet pain as the queen bee stings When a boat subsides to the churning seas Eleviating the mysteries Streaks of lights in the horizon See the...
Two men were standing on a rooftop Little did one know he was about to fall a huge drop They were sitting before but when they stood one got pushed ending the life of a deep hearted man who was...
I can't remember how it felt, Can't remember your touch. I know at some point it felt so good That I used to miss it so much. I can't remember when I last cried Can't remember the reason why.
Tell me one thing I'm good at. Dog: Nothing Something that includes the word "Good". Dog: Good-for-Nothing.
The time is moving somewhere south. But people runing to the north. Some people try to understand. But that's impossible for them. They try to catch the wasted years. Reveal the secrets of the life.
Life is full of colours, even colours that you cant see,. Life is full of times when you try to know who you wanna be,. Life is full of brightnss and those times when things get dull,.
You are loathed by all. All our grades shall fall- Leaf during autumn When they just oughtn', If you are not done.. You are all but fun, Uninspiring, rude, Rather old and crude.
Front:. Sometimes. I hate. everyone. Back:. Other-times. I'm on. OPUSS.
There was a lonely poet Who had nothing but his words And who didn't have the freedom To fly amongst the birds. Since his wings were broken He was forced to live on the ground.
When I look into the mirror I'm surprised to see, a reflection of somebody who thinks he is me. I stare into his eyes. He doesn't look away. He gazes back at me, not knowing what to say.
The Grim Reaper renders you an amnesiac, unable to recall anymore. You stare blankly at the impending doom. You are scared, but cannot move. The Reaper always gets his man.
There, the battered musical box stood, on the dusty mahogany table. It plays you a tune, a haunting melody that seemingly, slowly rips your mind of its sanity.
Mr Snuggles, was once the loveliest cute teddy bear, He loved been tickled, and cuddled, just about everywhere, But one day cloudy day, his eye popped out, There was nothing that they could do...
A large mirror hanging around, watching a cigarette rest, Asking, 'Why are you lying there, your a smelly human pest?' 'Relax.
Darkness, darkness all around, creeping, slithering without a sound, down the road I see a light, a light, a light, it burns so bright, The sky above it holds no stars, on this light of black sun...
When the childhood comes back again. Through the window of your fast life train. Just before train will reach final stop. Open window, let your childhood to hop. Into cabin where loneliness dwells.
A human mind, a cursed thing, is so defined by gifts it can bring. A lonely thought. A solemn word so scarcely bought and never heard. It lives inside and slowly fades with every lie.
I got a haircut,. I got a new friend,. I got my own girl,. and got a new trend,. Whoa, Whoaoh,. Listen to what I say,. Turning over a new page,. the story told so far,. Its exponentially sub-par,.
From the Dream Lands, near and yet so far away, From the Rivers of Slumber and their misty spray, From the lullabies of the Night to which we sway, Wakes you up, softly, a Glorious Day...
I thought of the night, as a symbol of wrong It's cold hands wrapped tight, until the birds' morning song And people will tell you, of the danger that lurks While the sun gets its rest, it's evil...
Wandering Wanderer Tell me where you've gone Wandering Wanderder Tell me, will you be gone long.
Have you seen him. Is he there. Are you frightened. Do you care. Is he standing on the stair. The spider that wasnt there. can i go in. will i dare. if he pounces i'll get a scare.
These streets are filled with cold air, it's something these men, women, & children can't bare.
Oh my goodness deary me,. I've gone and lost my front door key,. Where it's gone a mystery,. Oh deary, deary, deary me,. My mobile phone was just the same,. A daily thing I've got no brain,.
Once there was a Summertide that seemed to last forever. It stretched into eternity, ending never. How I miss those far-flung days when friends were always at my side.
Staring out the window, Looking at the rain, I see a teenage boy, Who looks like he's in pain, Tears run down his face, Cuts across his arm, I wonder what on earth Could cause this boy such harm, His...