Cosy Pillow
You're the last thing I see Before I close my eyes At night when I go to bed You're the first thing I see When I open my eyes When I wake up with a sleepy head You comfort me as I hold you tight Your...
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You're the last thing I see Before I close my eyes At night when I go to bed You're the first thing I see When I open my eyes When I wake up with a sleepy head You comfort me as I hold you tight Your...
That lovely Sky is back to its old ways, All grey and dim, Just another normal day, It's no longer just the rim, The Disease has spread, The whole Sky is infected, I dread that day when it will again...
It's my friend, Mr. Grey Said Mr. Blue Sky Dropping off rain As he rolls on by You'll have to accept That autumn is here And you won't see much From me I fear Grey said, I'm afraid Mr.
Being Monday isn't an easy task, No one likes me Everyone says that I'm the longest day of the week, I can't help it if I follow Sunday the day of over eating socialising with family and reminiscing...
#household Pineapple, pineapple the elixir of life Pineapple, pineapple cut open with a knife Pineapple, pineapple the sensitive fruit Pineapples are awfully cute Pineapples can be nicest of...
As Summer skipped off to water her flowers, Autumn sneaked in to her towers, When Summer got back she dropped the watering can, Both gates were locked to the window she ran.
I am a diary, And I write myself, My own private diary, My home's on the shelf. Quill and ink in me, They turn into words, I do like animals, Especially green birds.
#personification Someone's hidden Summer, She's gone without a trace, Also Spring's gone AWOL, She hasn't shown her face...
A strange sight was spotted on the north coast, Where the boatman would settle and boast Of the sights they have seen on this damp autumn night. What indeed was this strange sight.
#youngwritersemotion The cupcake beamed enticingly, it's luscious, rich, hair bundled up in a perfect swirl upon it's light, fluffy base.
#movement. Bend me twist me. Name me shape me. As long as you know. You won't escape me. Tall and flapping. Upturned collar. Can't be bought. With pound or dollar. I'll be there. Thru darkest night.
When all the house is empty, And the family have gone out, There is a little old clock, He starts to tick and pout, For when everyone is there, So very quiet is his shy tick, He gets so very...
#nature I've lost my muse, I would use the Ocean, But she's too blue. Would drown me with her emotions. I would use the Fire, But she burns to bright. Would set my paper a light.
#nature The Ice Mistress comes in a flurry that bites. Face full of fury, snapping trees in the night. Resplendent with diamonds, on fire in her hair.
They say I'm an angel But I am not I will steal your soul That you forgot I start you on a journey you can't escape The exploration of love that pains your heart All that is wrong and fake Emotions...
The wind keeps calling me out to play. But I told him he'll have to wait till day. I'm tired and in need of rest. So I can shine brightest and be my best. That way I can keep the clouds away.
I'm just another apple hung on your tree. You don't care at all as long as your free. Growing more apples, most of them still green. Well I'll tell you this once, this is the last place I'll be seen.
I am the Déjà Vu you feel on entering a room, I am the chill upon your spine on sunny afternoons, You feel me when you say "Someone just walked across my grave!" And I'm the razor blade that cuts you...
#youngwritershousehold I'm just a leaf. The wind, he pushes me, Across the cobbles, you see, Oh well, I'm only a leaf. I'm just a leaf. Children kick me for fun, Crumple me up, as they run.
I went to the sea To be alone with me He asked why are alone.
Her breathe it freezes as it blows. Across the icy wastes. Her dress composed of shards. Of tinkling frozen glass. Her face is terrifying to behold. So cold and unforgiving.
A raindrop is greeted by and sigh or a yay. Either way. It can be sighed when we put out the post. And neglected like a ghost. It can be enjoyed by a yay when we gaze out the car.
Found a flaw, kicked me to the curb. "upgraded" to the newer model. The newer model that you drove me to purchase. You assured me the car was a rental and was surely temporary.
Last night I had a date With Sailor Jerry; Tall, golden girl, She's cold over ice, Breath-taking, spiced, But warm when She gets inside, Loosens my tongue, I feel forever-young, With my hands on Her...