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Cloud over a day. Hiding the light. Invoking the rain. Awaiting storms. Reforming the dawn. Inviting the grey. One sideways glance. Erases the day. Retrospective. My heart selective. Self reliance.
This ink as dark as night, This paper as light as day. Although these words are dark, Their colour means no decay. The paper on the other hand... Spreads the lies as quick as fire.
They say a picture paints a thousand words. And sometimes this is true. But a word can paint a thousand pictures. And can mean something to you. A picture has the power to shock.
Monday cleared his throat so that he could speak 'I'm tired of being seen as the start of the week. Everyone hates me because I bring school And work and various chores to do.
Is it how it turned out. Is it how you envisioned. Instead of attracting lions you attracted hyenas. Very little high-brow. More like cro-mag. It's all trailer-trash darling, as subtle as a brick.
Spilling down the windowsill, Glistening diamonds, falling out of the sky. Silver droplets, pouring out of the goblets of the gods, Shining arrows, Tearing trough the sky.
Riding the waves of life is tricky. Life's natural ups and downs is a matter a balance. Understanding the waves is the key to balance. Ups are followed by downs. And life often sends very big waves.
I can't decide which colour would be you, The always winning Red or the moody Blue. Maybe the relaxed Green, but dark or light. I don't think this colour-giving is even right.
Mockingbird, mockingbird Can you hear me.
We were all dancing in our might and glory, the cursed family of dogs and cats of fury.
A thousand fireflies,. No lies,. Love swirls around here,. Ocean waters to steer,. Run,Run,. Eager to see the sun,. Darling take your wings,. Follow your dreams,. Laugh and smile,.
If you could shake the happy tree And dance beneath its open glee, Would the World change. If you could shake the happy tree And hear its leaves and wind agree, Would the World change.
Want to play a game. Monopoly the game of life Cluedo die by the gun or knife.
SOMETHING RANK I chanced upon a charming garden, newly planted and in bloom, with tender shoots and fragrant blossoms, good to brighten any gloom.
I love to watch the birds in may When the eggs hatch and everyday Is a challenge thrown the chicks way It's decision time... leave or stay.
A friend is like a flower, a rose to be exact, Or maybe like a brand new gate that never comes unlatched. A friend is like an owl, both beautiful and wise.
Today I found a friend who knew everything I felt she knew my weakness and the problems I've been dealt.
Dont watch my tears, my sorrow. I've changed everyone. It's really sad. You shouldnt know. What I've become. Im like an open book. Missing all the words. A lonely farm man at night.
Always calm after the storm. Tornado fades. Spirals out of control. Chaos. Falling. Pain at the loss. Always calm after the storm. Restored. Order. Silence sweeping. Still lingers. Left behind.
I've read the debates, The cards are stacked high, But only one card brings a tear to the eye. It isn't a joker, a king or a jack, You'd never have known it was there in the pack.
I often wonder how it would be, If I was born a great oak tree, Stood tall and proud all on my own, Once just a seed nature had sown. Witness to all manner of things.
Long woes and tidings I bring, Today I hear, they must rhyme and sing, There are only so many words on earth, Each one a jewel, i feel their worth, Hear how just four words inspire, For nations fall...
Wine is sunshine in a glass. The most succulent of tastes. It dances across your tongue, sending taste buds shivering. The depth of the bold reds, the delights of a crisp white.
Life is like a movie. You make all those films. You are involved in a combination of roles. Scriptwriter, Director, Photographer, Actor, Instructor and production team.