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I'll write this poem, it's just for you. Now take a breath and read on through. There are at times low points where we get sad, Where nothing could be worse its far past bad.
I really don't have time to be ill So much I need to sort out still I don't have time for a bloomin cold I have clothes to wash, dry and fold I need to finish my crimbo shop Gotta keep going I...
Just a pile of crisp white snow, Put it together, watch me grow, My body made with snow of white, If there's enough make me 5 foot height, That way it'll take me longer to melt, When the suns in the...
Let me go and let me cry, Then let the days all pass on by. Let me love and let me lose, Let me know I couldn't choose. Let me pale and let me smile, And let time pass: a little while.
A party just bustling. With strangers, with guests. Filled to the brim with delights. Only the best. Crisp white wines. And rich burgundies. Sweets and snacks. And grommet cheese. Cakes and cookies.
I'll try my best, But I have to go fast. I have 3 minutes to spare, Gosh, I forgot to comb my hair. This poem is going to be about a bird, So here goes- Oh my word.
My cat, no Lassie, looks at me With eyes whose green tranquility Could watch me drown as long as she Had just been fed.
Shot for profit, that's all, it's no more than that. To me they're the most majestic of all the big cats. Beautiful marmalade stripes each one is unique.
Working from the inside out.
Time to close your eyes, my sweet. Time to say goodbye. Although you're out of pain right now. Over your memory I'll forever cry. How you looked at me with your sad little eyes.
There was once a great kingdom. It flourished and bloomed in endless spring. The cherry blossoms were always pink and the skies alway blue. The people were happy and everything was perfect.
We stand on unsteady ground. Are we friends, or enemy bound. I feel uncertain of your ways. I cannot trust you after our days.
On, little Kestrel, away you fly; Catch the wind and soar on high. Flit along on wings of song, Beyond the bounds of mortal rule. Let no evil do you wrong, Nor persons seek to ridicule.
A heart made of wicker, hidden from view; Wilted and twisted, because of you. Barren of love, but forever entwined; You said it was forever, to the end of time.
Good night, loved ones Tuck into bed Snuggle in the covers And rest your head Warm in the blankets, And cold outside Smile and remember It's soon Christmas-tide String lights blink outside In the...
Am I in the back of your mind. Do you think I follow behind. Are you scared of my presence. Worried of my sour essence. I'm here to take your friends away, Starting with the eldest, day by day.
#adventchallenge M ost of the year I t's lonely and bored S easonally forgotten T ragically ignored L overs are found E nding their fright T easingly dangled O n a Silent Night E nd its boredom K...
This poem was started over a year ago, but I wasn't able to come up with the final stanza until tonight (I don't know why, but that's how it worked).
There was you And there I knew, In the glint in your eyes Were dark and dusky skies, Consumed by night, Searching for light To shine.
You make me scream, You make me cry. I cut myself up, With every lie. At the end of the day, After endless despair, You frustrate me to the point, Of tearing out my hair.
If you can't speak nicely, Don't speak at all. If you don't get 'equals', Just keep your voice small. If your smile's a smirk, Then keep your face straight.
(Adultish reference). Hi my name is Patrick. And I'm an awakaholic. It's a horrible habit. Which I just can't kick. I've tried watching tv. And listening to music. I've tried perfect silence.
Want to trade a sin for a sin darling.
There's this bloke on Opuss who'll make you laugh Just don't ask what he did in the bath He writes in his garden where he keeps a bug And he loved the 90's. What a mug...