Graveyard
#emotion #loss Drifting through the graveyard, Of earth and gem and stone, You know, you know, if here you go, You never are alone.
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#emotion #loss Drifting through the graveyard, Of earth and gem and stone, You know, you know, if here you go, You never are alone.
When like a candle now, Your light has ceased; When like the sun, Your warmth subsided; After your radiance completely left me, Alone in the dimness that knows no morning or night; The...
Never any love, Not a tear shed for me. No 'warm and fuzzy feeling' that was surely meant to be.
(Warning: One bad word, for those of you who care <3). All the world sees. Are the. I diocy. M ischievous. P roblems. E lections. R ude. F ucked- up. E ffortless. C uts. T raining. I nsanity. O paque.
#movement. Where once the crowd took turn to cheer. Now it seemed they lived to jeer. The very mention of his name. Made pain and pleasure just the same. It seemed that they had had enough.
I watched that crimson colour brew, Becoming rusty, reminding me of you... Of your last words, on your last breath. Before you left me, and went with death. But I pull myself from that dark scene.
A pure green meadow, No blooms in the trees, No colours, no shine, Not even honeybees, Silence surrounds us, No scent in the breeze, No warmth in the sunrays, Not a wave on the seas...
I'll wait for you, In the pouring rain. I'll wait for you, As the seasons change. I'll wait for you, Till the seas dry up. And the mountains become hills.
A splash of inspiration, Can come in any guise, Here on Opuss, what we do, Is share life through our eyes.
It's hard to find inspiration In an ruined life, a wreck, A desolate wasteland, But for the ruts and scars of mistakes; Oh what a mess I've made Of a once pristine living dream, What a good girl I...
It's hard to think,. We were the perfect couple,. But are love wasn't true,. Only forced by you,. I'd try to stay away,. Away from your temper,. The bruises you gave,. The many scars I render,.
There's a great library in the sky, And it's filled to the top with books. Each has a different author, But none can be borrowed or took.
It's the simplest things we remember The things that should go unnoticed A small innocent morning smile, A sideways glance caught only once For the shortest, briefest while.
I really can't remember the old riddle I was told, so here is another one I made up. I think it's much easier than the last one, enjoy.
You keep asking why we never worked out Well here's the truth ...
The fumes rise, The inferno burns on, The ice is melting, Soon it will be gone, Islands will drown, As sea levels rise, Lives will be lost, Hurricanes cover the skies, Fires burning, Fishing in...
I am a single act of kind, I am free of heart and mind. I am a second chance, a gleam of hope. I am a hand, a length of rope. I am a friendship kept alive, I am the final chance to strive.
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On the shadowed grey of this autumn day when our family's gathered in solemn pray. We've dressed in respectful cloth of black, to engrave farewell in granite plaque.
#youngwritershousehold A tip of my toe, Is as simple as can be, Breathing gently, And very slowly. A raise of an arm, Maybe the other, Come on over, Let's dance forever.
I wish I was a seagull Flying in the sky And if you stare To see who's there I'll shit right in your eye I wish I was a mongrel A vicious little mutt And if perchance You give a glance I'll bite...
B ake the batter, lick the spoon, R ightous joy to come real soon, O ven's on an mixture's in, W ait a while, watch it begin...
. I'll lead you away, Some where cool, Or warm, does it matter.
Goodbye to you I say, my sweet, You were caring, kind so here I tell you R.I.P.