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You were a millionaire A fortune of plenty Not of money But of thoughts all the same And like any other fortune The less fortunate craved it They wanted to take it Your thoughts from you too No one...
we wrote it then, why repost it again. then people of that time read it and maybe understood the rhyme, is the repost a beg for likes. we must read the old, not "repost" that which has been cold.
“Here’s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They’re not fond of rules.
#acorn There are 26 letters in the alphabet The English one that is There are at least 250,000 words in the dictionary And it's growing rapidly that list That doesn't include names, People or...
#100things Things I like to do, and should do if bored. Not in any sort of order.
WORDSuponTHEpage They've been written there For an AGE They s p r e a d out for you to see They are there for you and me Words written down for you With the words, what do you do. Read....
I shall tell you a short story, A story that is short, A brief moment of wonder, A single amazing thought. A story so short, In a life so long, But are they forgotten.
Jackson Pollock No.5 What do you see, friend. Junk or masterpiece. I see the feast of life; endless canyon Of raging waters, in explosions Of discovery.
Systems of education. *long rant I was midway through a popular mobile game in which hostile birds destroy little green pigs, when I received a random text from someone I had went to uni with.
In that box of 21 and 30, A lot can be done, more... And then some. A play might be written A master piece might be planned A artist might create Or a farmer could by land.
A vibrant rainbow, Broken up on a plate, Splodges of life, Oh so great. Ruby reds and, Brilliant emerald greens, The most wonderful spectrum, For all to see.
"Beautiful Words" On a black screen, There's infinite reasons, Of what these words mean. "Beautiful Words" Describing the lovely, Embracing the beautiful. But also the ugly.
150 things to do when your bored. 1. Challenge your friends to a marble tournament. 2. Or fry up some marbles and make jewelry. 3. Set up a lemonade stand.
Time is short, the seconds run, And minutes pass under the sun.. Hours we while away with a yawn, To ourselves we become a pawn..
“Here's to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They're not fond of rules.
Don't hate. Don't discriminate,. Love don't fight,. I appreciate your plight,. Jealousy,. No good for me,. Ill leave that to you,. It's a feeling you have to go through,.
I lay in my bed. and I stare into space. Eyes open, mind shut. Not asleep nor awake. My deep inner conscience. Rarely woken, disturbed. Knows all my dark secrets. Pictures and words.
If I were to put an ink stain,. On an A4 page all nice and plain,. On one half all my words,. Beautiful things like rainbows and birds,. Positive words and phrases,.
A picture's worth a thousand words Or so I've heard them say, But I've never seen a picture do what words can anyway.
My head is full of ideas. My quill will never loose ink. My mind doesn't have an off switch. Just think think think. So many compartments. So many things to say. So many things I want to write.
Pen and paper It is truly amazing to believe what has been written down on a crisp, white sheet of paper. Stories, it's mystical, enchanting words scribbled along, with changes and errors.
It had been a while since Webster Spider had helped rescue Sally Squirrel from the hole in the ground and in that time Webster and the young squirrel had become good friends.
Sometimes When the world Is quiet enough I can hear my Own visions Buzzing around The room like Lost honey bees Searching for Flowers in an Ocean of grey Pessimism and Blackened walls That...
I sit by the piano playing a song, The minor and major chords gorgeously strum, The notes I crumple to form a melody, The notes a stumble to form an ecstasy.