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Is time really on our side. It controls all we do Is time our friend. Or is it a foe. I have so many plans Places I want to go Will time allow. Or will it say no.
This is not technically a poem, just a...thing. I don't really know what to call it. I don't see the world the way you do. You have your eyes and I have mine, which is fine, just don't think I'm...
Less than a grain of rice. Specks of dust. In the grand scheme of things. We are all as such. A fragment of a percentage. Of eternal time. In the vastness of the universe. Our bells barely chime.
Every day many people go about their days moaning that life ain't fair and they are hard done by.
Choose where I go, From dusk till dawn. I have no say, I'm just a worthless pawn. Should I live or die, It's your sacrifice. It all comes down to luck, To the roll of a dice.
We’re so self-important. So arrogant. Everybody’s going to save something now. Save the trees, save the bees, save the whales, save the snails. And the supreme arrogance. Save the planet.
Hello again, today is Thursday, October 18, 2012.
Born of flesh, of muscle, of bone, Dance for joy, within your home. Sentient beings, such works, man made, Glorious strides, with plans well laid.
#rant What are we destined to become. It's our turn now but look what we've done. We've polluted the Earth and have nowhere left to run. We raced ahead to rely on technology that seemed like fun.
This poem was originally going to be a reference to "Doctor Who", but it quickly became something else entirely.
Lonely in the midst of faces, A moving, dynamic crowd, Surrounded by talk and chatter, Some looking sad, some proud, Walking, side by side - connecting.
Hello again, and today is Sunday, October 14, 2012.
#phrase A lonely soul in black abyss, The shooting star creates such bliss. The brightest spark up in the sky, Illuminates the mind and eye.
#shadows We are shadows of the human life, we are always there. Not someone or something, just there. We show in the sunlight, Disappear in rain. Bigger and distorted. Black and grey.
They say we're made from stardust, We all came from shooting stars; I believe not all can see How special we truly are.
Die Richtung. du kannst dich umdrehen und wegsehen. du kannst aufstehen und weggehen. du kannst dich hinlegen und tot stellen. bis sie kommen und dich auszählen.
Inky stars blot the page, Casting a worldly feel. The words that are scrawled upon its paleness, Turn the fiction into something real. With every passing second, more moments are added.
Everyone can be evil Vengeance, revenge Everyone can be good Respect, love You. Choose. Be who you are Own yourself Destroy or nurture Yes or no.
Funny things,. That make me laugh,. Like photos on Bing,. Of meme giraffes,. Cute li'l bits and pieces,. That seem to make me smile,. Like pronouncing geese as geeses,. And fluffy things in a pile,.
Life is 1 long road and all we can hope for is to pull over to get some sleep but if your really lucky u get a moment in your life when you get a chance to open your eyes and see the beauty of this...
~Just a little piece I wrote in English.
Hello again, and today is Sunday, October 7, 2012. Now according to Hollywood and people with tin hats "twenty twelve" is the end all be all of our existence on Earth.
I am a god Because I have the power of life or death over thousands, millions even billions of life forms all around me...
Plato did it, so I can as well. Extending thoughts about things unknown, things unheard of before this time. Getting inspiration from those like Socrates and refusing to preach it.