Be Wrong.
Move your pawn, The game begins, Consider not the wins, It will create no kings. Don't be afraid To be wrong Be aware That you belong.
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Move your pawn, The game begins, Consider not the wins, It will create no kings. Don't be afraid To be wrong Be aware That you belong.
And if the world would end tomorrow We don't care tonight tonight And if the world would end tomorrow Just put your hands up and feel alright By Mike Candys.
Rambling down a cobbled pathway,. I stumbled upon a wild rose,. Deep crimson red,. Velveteen petals each curled to perfection,. Luminescent and innocently pretty,.
When nothing goes right.... Go left.!;)<3.
Me a child,young,my sister not yet born Taids house and Noson Lawen A winters fire candles and black oak Nans best china and pressed white tablecloth home cured ham,bara brith,tea ,and later beer.
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Pomp and splendour, pride and power, Vanished in a little hour, Not a bubble left to show, All the skill that rusts below, To unfathomed ruin hurled..
When you look at me An act is all you see Relaxed and confident With my Abercrombie tee. My permanent laugh And my made up look Mask my inner secrets Like a tiny padlocked book.
Oh, who do you see me as. The shy girl with plaits Who never speaks And in drama never acts. Do you see me as The girl behind her hair The geeky one with glasses Without a single care.
Its a fruit, It has a name, It has a colour, They're all the same. Can you guess what it is. Answers in the comments!.
The joy of life is slowly diluting, Energy once boundless fading like the sun Which dips under the horizon and plunges The world into darkness, my positivities overcome.
We met our shadows again, For the first time in a year..
Sometimes I look the stars, just to wonder. Wonder who I am, wonder who I'll be...and see all the possibility..
I looked for my life. Here and there. Even looked back in case I had left it behind. But when I looked back it was gone. I'm glad it went away that day. That month. That year.
I remember the day. I (thought) I lost my life. It was the day my life changed. Those fatal words. Killed my work. Those fatal words. Changed my life. With that change. Came other changes.
A little birdy told me so. I read what he said. It must be true. Since its true I said it too. And soon is spread and it grew. The story was in fact a lie. But now the whole world knows.
I find it funny. In a way. Here in Brussels and not one sprout. Maybe what we expect in the place we go. Is not what we get. Don't you know. Perhaps when we stop to look.
Ideas. They come and go. But this one idea. Stayed in my head. It was to bring peace in the world. The sort of peace. That would bring joy to people's eyes. It would make them jump. Into a world so.
When we were kids. We dreamed of living in the clouds. In a world that looked real but did not exist. Now we're older our life is stored in the cloud. Our lives exist in this virtual world.
Coming home is easy If you know where home is I guess it's where you are happy With the one you love Hunny I'm coming home Very soon In the air There I'll be Nearly home Nearly there.
I'm quiet Although I'm loud I'm timid Although I love centre stage I can struggle being me But mostly the struggle is in my mind not my soul The contradiction is simple.
I once had a tablet. It made me sick. It was smaller than I thought. But everyone had one. So I bought one too. But I bought a cheap one. It made me sick. It was meant to make me happy.
You shouted that at me. I ran in from play. The smell of food. Making me happy. Roast chicken and potatoes. Peas and gravy. All in its place. To this day that meal.
If I ask that question. You'll tell me what you do. What you did. But not who you are. My answer. I am me. What you see. What you hear. When I ask myself that question that's my answer.