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A man once held a love so strong for me, so strong he made me a secret place. A garden hidden just for me, filled with beauty and grace.
Higglety , Pigglety , Pop Higglety , pigglety , pop. The dog has eaten the mop; The pig's in a hurry, The cat's in a flurry, Higglety , pigglety , pop.
I used to be the girl that said I was fine, While begging for someone to see the pain that laced my worn lie.
Our friendship was perfect, Until I confessed my feelings for you, Why did some things even have to change. Maybe, I shouldn't just told you.
It felt so real, I never thought your love is ill. "I'm sorry" is your only line, You left me with this make-believe of mine How could it be so wrong.
Big dressed with whale bone corsets, Faces all powdered and perfect. Masks just to keep the mystery... Their identities they wish to protect.
It is coming, it is here, Feeding on my pain and fear. It's too fast and it's too near, And it's not like it's just mere. No one knows what I feel, Even though with the pain I reel.
Oh. deary. me, I need to have a wee, I keep tryin to ignore it Coz I'm snug in bed, you see.
Little boy look at how you've grown. Look at all the shiny things you own. But, I know that your not satisfied. With all your dreams I made you set aside. I did'nt want to change your plan.
Balloon floating, In the sky, Flying away, Way up high, Flying with no wings, Here and there, Just going, At all, anywhere. It's my balloon, It will never burst, Because it is, Forever first..
How must it feel, to be Not quite a boy, not yet a man A lonely life, for never to age Is the life of Peter Pan.
Monday morning. No more snoring. Drag myself up. Grab my coffee cup. Rub my eyes. Look up at the skies. Pull on my tie. Let out a sigh. Open the door. Sigh once more. Hello Monday.
Sitting in the waiting room Magazines all scattered Waiting for the doctor's call People glum and shattered.
My doggie jumped out, I wanted to shout, My mother asked him: "Sprout?" I awnsered her: "Scout!" Ok that was REALLY strange. Just wrote somehing..
© ZuperZed I can be... ...your wings if you wish to fly. ...a shooting star high up in the sky. ...a shoulder when you're feeling sad. ...clumsy just to make you glad. I can be...
Life should be fun, Everything you want to do should be done. For when the time comes, You wont be here anymore, Your life should not be a bore. Do you like it. It's my first poem so what you...
This pens run out of ink, But the ideas they still flow. I need to right them down, Before they escape and go. I won't remember them for long. If I can't write them, they'll go to waste.
Over the years I've had stuff i've gone through, only to come out the other side stronger. Hurtfull words, dramatic scenes can't affect me any longer.
Whenever I daydream, And daydream I do; Whenever I daydream, I daydream of you..
Being inspired is a beauty,. But being poets it's our duty,. To know the right,. Wrap it tight,. In a string of words,. So it sounds like the birds,. To make it rhyme,. In sense, in time,.
Darkness in every corner, Seems to fall down on us. As if radiating it's mystery, Giving all a sense of mistrust. I hear one lives under the bed, One in the in the wardrobe as well.
Tiger tiger pure and wild, Catch her while her temper's mild, Hunters try to creep up close, why was she the one they chose. For her orange, coat of fur, shh. And listen.
You began not together, But as one. You became close , So elegant like a swan. Your love grew and grew, until you finally knew. It was real , it was grace. The beauty further within the face.
We had sand , we had water. We combined them , to form cement. We had flour , we had water. Also known as dough. We have Christians, Muslims ,Jews and more.