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this is just me messing around with a few words, suggested by my friend @stablish, my theme is the fight between light and darkness, this is nowhere near as good as the there's but it's a start for...
Blue The colour of your eyes in the morning light The shade that paints the sky at night Yellow That was the colour of your hair in the sun The way it bounced when we were having fun Green The...
Softly, softly, heart be still. Be calm and listen, if you will. Gently, gently, all is right. Shield me from tempestuous night. Darkly, darkly, hear sirens cry. To burn my wings they can but try.
You should listen to the flea, It's only polite, you see, About all the places he's been, Oh, the wondrous things he's seen. Oh the bottoms that have been bitten. Mr Flea's never been so smitten.
Creative wings are meant to spread The wondrous words within your head So please continue, pick your muse Give inspiration for us to use Angels wings are used to fly Describe and paraphrase the...
Daywalker and Darkman were musing over lunch Bacon sarnies I believe, rind with extra crunch I believe, said Darkman slowly, that if you left the light The world would be a better place, everlasting...
For Weirdwolf and Cinders, especially. Took the liberty, hope you don't mind...
By the hand of God. You are sealed as one. Through Holy Matrimony. He smiles down on you now. Together you are on a journey. To magical wonderful places. And feelings and emotions.
I would just like to say, That even though the title slipped away, I've had a bit of naughty play, Everyone's had lots to say Took part in attempt to slay The Dark Priestess this very day.
I'm a black Rose with a stem of barbed wire, Ridiculing me just adds poisonous fuel to the fire, I may walk my path alone, but I'm still etched deep in your bones, Laugh all you want I'm infecting...
Disparity 'tween me and truth I could just blame it on my youth Or that I am misunderstood Except I won't, I think I should.
My darling, you have always asked me why, Whenever we sit in warm summer fields Drinking you in as your kisses I steal, I have never written you poetry.
Every face can tell it's story, Every name it tells it's tale. Every step can tell it's journey. Every success can show it's fail. Every feeling can be shown. Every word can be expressed.
If you can pronounce correctly every word in this poem, you will be speaking English better than 90% of the native English speakers in the world.
It's a whisper in the morning, It's a goading in the eve, It's that group of words I use on you, When I try to make you leave.
Light me on fire,. Let them see my pain,. Let them see my face,. Let me bare no shame,. Let me show my colours,. Let me hoist my sails,. Let them throw what they will,. Let me tell my tale,.
I know this is a lot to take in, All these poems I've written for you. It may seem like I'm pretending, But every word I've written is true. I really do like you boy, All these words are no fake lies.
Opusseers - you're many, diverse And you brighten these hours with quotes, prose and verse. I've seen tears of laughter roll fat off my cheeks And inspiring words which stayed with me for weeks.
The reply to @leelee101 "Nick" So you think you have not seen me. Do you think that this is true. For you have always walked with me, as I have always walked with you.
Hello Nick, you're back I see What are you doing here.
Barney, my nana's pet cat, died a few months ago from stomach cancer. I loved him so so much, and his was the first death i have had to deal with.
Should I paper over cracks. Or let them open wide. Shall I bottle all my secrets. And place them to one side. Should I stay above the ground. Or welcome the abyss. Shall I aim at my life's target.
I gaze up at the crescent moon Hoping you'd appear soon In a place filled with moonlight The streets filled with warmth and bright People come and go To me they nod and say hello In the cafe I...