Lotty
Another year has come and past, Another year, now home at last, My drouth's for you my pretty one.
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Another year has come and past, Another year, now home at last, My drouth's for you my pretty one.
Two snakes in the grass,. Coloured in black diamonds, asked. Me 'Jack, what's your poison?'. 'Poison, you mean passion don't you?'. The snakes laughed, hissed themselves.
Whispered prayer, Concealed in a smile, Sorrow's disguise..
They call it breezy Teguisey This Lanzarote town But it's more than a breeze It could blow you down Our view over the pool is great But there's no one there Their all out buying hoodies And bobbles...
#OpussWeeklyChallenge My love has not the reddest lips, And there's a wideness to her hips. Her skin is ruddy, no pale hue, And she has not that shiny 'new'.
Dear my love Dear my dream Dear my everything When with you, you make everything seem Perfect ...
Don't give in. Keep breathing. Don't sink in. Feel your heart beating. The world is falling apart. Don't give up. It's all part of the plan. Only braves can overcome the evil.
Watching two boxes Fall down into the big fire pit I Dug with my own two hands this Morning.
What do you choose for your pallet, O Lord, As you set up your Atlas, your easel. What do you splash on Aurora's skirts While Helios prepares for his ride. Do you borrow from Neptune's endless depths.
#opussweeklychallenge. The green grass. Remembers you. The colourful flowers. Remember you too. The glorious sun. Could never forget. Such a beautiful sight. It never had met. The sun and the clouds.
So it's tomorrow, I guess a big day They told me what you're going to do What you are going to say My answer, yes, But I'm not supposed to know I'm just so excited To the restaurant, now I want to...
After the thousandth plodding line, (That pedantic, graceless curse,) I feel the need to teach a lesson On the basic nature of verse. What is the key to a fluid poem.
Caution: There is bad language in this short poem. Sorry if it offends anyone. Do I look like your fucking mother. Just behave please, Just this once.
I wanna have dreams about MY crush not my BFFs crush!. Why does this happen?!.
#flashfiction The price of a life is cheap Dropping bombs overseas Whilst men oversee Watching drones on a military screen T.V Daniel Hing 13.02.13.
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, I'm beginning to think I'm glad I reformed. I cannot bear the cold shoulder you give, especially when my mind feels like a sieve.
Maybe they called it Nemo because you can't find anyone in it, A white haze across your vision, numb within a minute. I'm not sure if my toes are there; I can no longer feel them.
I hide behind my green curtains, from the cruel world outside my window. I have big and green plant in my room, he stands proud in his big green pot. Truly his my only companion.
#opussweeklychallenge Me and you - Surely we'd have a clue. Just a few words to act as glue. Show my appreciation, I must, A little wink and ounce of trust, But what to write in this card.
Vengeance . I say vengeance must be taken. All these people making there best effort to upset you and remind you of your solo symphony. Later. I say later, I will make them suffer.
I cannot speak the words, That haven't already been said. A well thumbed thesaurus, Gathering dust, Inside my head..
I was bored?... In the beginning, there was a noise. Not a very loud noise, or even a very subtle noise.
Mrs Burr thought my last one was over long, so made this up for me. Snow, snow falling throughout the day, Children with rosy cheeks and smiles as they play. I like her style ;).
Para divertirme, con un lápiz, Dibujaré en papel una nariz. Ella no quiere estar en una cara, Entonces este lápiz no la dibujará..