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You are the sunlight, the starlight and the moonlight. You showed my hopelessly blind eyes sight. You're a blazing fire in my world of darkness and desolation.
Today I broke 100, I'd just like to say thanks, For everyone who likes my work, And helped me climb the ranks.
Words can make you feel on top of the world Or throw you into the depths of the ocean Make your voice loud enough to be heard Or heal your wounds life a magic potion.
Come one and all and join the fun, food is laid out by the ton. There are fairy lights round every tree, and a temporary jacuzzi.
Hie hither all Oppusians and hark to the heralds cry. A festival of fun and frolic is upon us, all the lords and ladies shall gather nigh.
If I should love the enemy, Then chaos is come about, Think only that there is reason, Behind every rule I flout.
(This is for @Powpunch based on her many underwater adventures, and also repayment for her once writing a very nice poem about my poetic nonsense.) - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - If you...
If I should die Think only this of me: 'Thank fuck he's dead. ' That should be the elegy. Don't glorify the life I led.
Half-formed sentences. Incomplete ideas. The poet's mind flits between them all, A nervous butterfly not sure where to land. Everything is inspiring.
In the morning our eyes first met, In the evening we could not forget. In the morning our bond grew strong, In the evening it wouldn't be long.
So many the first time, looked up to you The truth was revealed, and all fooled then knew That your pilfering ways Day after day Meant words you said Simply weren't true So you returned for a 'joke'...
We live for promises and dreams, lost the drama and the screams. You hold me tight within your arm, I'm now protected, safe from harm. Loving me with heartful gaze, You promise this til end of days.
I read this poem for the first time this morning and I nearly laughed my pollocks off. It's the first poem of 23 in the book "Filthy but Funny" by Lesley Michaels. Check her out.
Time rules our life without a thought ,. If only the preciousness could be bought ,. without even knowing, it rules your being,. As it ticks on without you seeing.
I am me. And that is something I will continue to be. Brown long hair and green eyes. Not too tall I am small in size. I like to skate. And stay up late. I like to workout.
When you're awake and cannot sleep I'll sit and take my cue I'll wait around to be the one Who talks to you, with you So anytime you need a friend A shoulder on which to lean Just call on me, I'm...
Always something I can't find I can't be of sound mind To see To smell To taste To hear To have and to almost touch So almost perfectly close to love I know you are near I can feel you, my dear...
Oh my heavy eyes. Say bye byes. The lids blink slow. Down they go. My head it lies. Onto its side. My body gets snug. The duvet it hugs. My feet entwine. When it's sleepy time. They cuddle like twins.
I am me. I will allways be. I may be crazy. I may be stuiped. But Im me. I will always be. Sometimes Im cute. Sometimes Im sweet. But Im me. I will always be. I can be stressy. I can be anoying.
Unfold me. I am yours. A paper heart. Easily torn. See my creases. Stories told. I am fading. Colours old. Take care. Paper red. Don't share. Secrets said. My colours run. I come undone. A soggy mess.
You've gone fat.. That makes me grin, You ask me why. Let me begin... By telling you when we were young The hurtful things you said, they stung. Everyone looked up to you, Miss Beautiful..
I thought I'd write a poem. One for every day. That way my loves. You'll know my feelings in each and every way. From Sunday through to Monday. I'll have a thought to share.
Another piercing scream, Another SMACK sounds. An evil excuse of a man, Is giving his wife pounds. Next time she appears, Bruises flower on her face.
(inspired by @earthbound, others have done them also, so those authors as well.) Twinkle twinkle little star, I already know what you are.