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Was it In the closet. Or there By the chair. I've lost My other sock Can't find it Anywhere. Did it camp By the lamp. Fall in To the bin. Is it snug On the rug. Hide and seek It will win.
Holding hands. The first step. Into a true. Relationship. Holding hands. What we did. In our last few minutes. All alone, together. Holding hands. Took me 6 seconds. Filled with courage.
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Tomorrow is coming. It's approaching so fast. I cannot wait. For it to be. Back in the past. I've had shit day. The worst one from hell. So I went in the bath. As you could tell. Now I'm all clean.
White and cold. Not too strong to hold. It falls from the sky. It is white and others fall in sight. It falls down to make a wonderful white ground. And everything will get white. Everything around.
A moment in time a straight fated line. One single action, the cause of distraction. You made movement, it changed improvement, Words spoke then a promise broke.
Rain, rain, Go away, Come again another day. Rain rain, we've had enough, Go away, it's getting tough. Rain rain, No fear of drought, Our wet sky says out.
His dark hair, His many glares, His muscled arms, His non existent charms. The ladies love him the way he is, Wanting to entwine their fingers with his.
#household It growls and, Sneers, Roars and, Jeers, Baring it's teeth, Green eyes aglow, Brown fur ruffled, Breathing slow, Tail is swishing, Claws scratch down, On it's face, An ugly...
It was such a simple gesture That said so much Tears welled in my eyes With that thoughtful touch I'd searched everywhere For the perfect one But what you sent My heart you've won You found it My...
A ny time I'm stuck, C an't think of a rhyme. R eally out of luck, O r really out of time.
G iving a heliping hand and U nselfishly putting others first I n times of need and despiration.
The inside of my nose feels twice as big as the out My feet throb as if I'm suffering from gout. My brow is ice cold but inside feels red hot My top lip is covered in sticky snot.
Feeling beautiful Dreaming peacefully at night All the stars collide Eyelashes shut firm Will be revealed tomorrow With the light of day My heart beats slower My life is ahead of me Breathing...
My favourite poster So hard to choose For all Opussians Should win, not lose I cannot decide Who posts the best work So to pick just one person I will have to shirk Beautiful Opusses Written so...
In memory of @melody - rest in peace. I wish for something, a little tale, A story to keep us going. Poems that rhyme with floorless rhythm, Or a quote to stop us weeping.
I have a condition That's rarer than you think It's named synaesthesia That's how it's spelled I think.
The words that we speak be they strong or weak Shape the person we show to others we know. Words make lovers swoon 'by the light of a silvery moon' A magical phrase cuts through doubts haze.
There is no existence left. I no longer belong.
I'm afraid my darlings After tomorrow's dawned I will be away again For three days coming on. I might still be a-posting But the reading's a no-no Without your words what will I do.
Collect those tears if you please; After all they're memories, Then stop at once, no need to cry About the fate befallen. Why Sob and wail at the end of a run Instead of remembering all the fun.
Every second brings a new birth. And every other second we loose one to the Earth. Every day brings us things to remember. A year makes tons from January to December.
I can be a dreamer In the dark. You need no flame To make a spark. Tell me I'm wrong. Tell me no hope. But whatever you tell me, I can cope. Who needs the light When you have it in your dreams.
To give my friend a little laugh Let's talk dirty, you might need a bath He likes things just a tad rude Not vile or disgustingly lewd So here for you, I share my ditty About farts, wee, poo....how...