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La Luna. Is illuminating. Shines through the sky. Catches my eye. La Luna. Is creepily beautiful. In the dead of night. Giving me little fright. La Luna. Watches over me. Protective of my soul.
Depression has gotten the best of me, It has broken my will to write, No words ever spring to mind, My passion has gone out of sight.
i look through the window and see in the skies. the beautiful blueness of your beautiful eyes. i look at the bark of a tree and the brown i see there. is the beautiful browness of your beautiful hair.
Side by side Completely inseparable That's what we are @MelchiorJ13 and I We talk often Usually with smiles And a happy "morner-noon" With our different timezones Side by side Different yet alike I...
The door bell rang, And the cat unleashed its fangs. Running fastly away. The note paper swooshed. Setting the ink loose. Killing a great novel of today. Rewritten and reinked.
P hotos trapped under lock and key, H appily waiting to be free, O nly time can tell when that will be, T hey shall stay for now, my friends and me, O n holiday I bought it, by the sea, F rance was...
My life is up and down. Thought the stars. Below the ground. I got the cuts. I got the scars. In my heart. You make me bleed. Im ridiculed. For my love. My car is fast. But I'm behind.
For @leelee101. A curled up ball of yarn,. Sinking in my chest,. Time for a reminisce,. Of everything that's best,. The fearless climbs of youth,. Perched up in the highest tree,.
I am not dead. Just gone away. Like a vacation. I'm back to stay. Until I get tired. And take some time off. To get myself together. To get rid of this cough. I have not passed away.
#nightdwellers Night time again having chats Writing stuff surrounded by cats TV's on but I'm not watching Bitten alive, skin is blotching.
In search of inspiration We all have it at times Writers block Then Bam.
#acorns. An old one, for @MelchiorJ13. Beyond the sea and far away. A small fantastic land. Idyllic, peaceful, beautiful. For those with words at hand. It's name is Opussia.
I have been starring at this screen for hours. I have even tried taking a nice warm shower. I have never had such trouble finding words. I believe that this is all rather absurd.
Write a poem about weasels you said. The thought of weasels fills me with dread. Nothing really rhymes with weasels you see. And I'm all about the rhyming and that's just me.
My name is Mrs Happy And I only have happy thoughts My world is full of sunshine And big bright blue boats I smile a happy smile From dusk until dawn I smile so bloody much I find it difficult to...
Has the time come my friends to see the back of this little cat. To stop hearing magical and wonderful tales of this and that. A story of a little kitten who left pretty big pawprints on your heart.
The greatest riddle, borne on the breeze Hear it whisper through the trees Someone is coming, a legend indeed Approaches Opussia on a jet black steed A writer of tales, epic in length Has descended...
Limbo. Lost, standing hands on hips. Akimbo. Lust. A life of debauchery became. a must. Gluttony. Indulgence, you never did. Subtlety. Greed. A need in this you did. exceed. Anger.
My chair lives On a diet of time He tempts you into His arms, coloured lime He has many methods Of catching his prey All of them deadly, And devious, I'll say His habitat is A dark corner in my...
#youngwritershousehold I sat on my chair, Wooden and old, Five years it'd been there, Or so I was told.
I sit there and stroke it I like feeling its fur It feels oh so tender It's beginning to purr Nibbles my finger Makes it all wet But this ain't the one You take to the vet There's only one way To...
Gather round, gather round,. Come one and all,. A new Olympic Challenge,. And a chance to stand tall,. Gather round, gather round,. Ladies and gents,. Come with your faces,. And a crown or sixpence,.
Anyone can write, Trust me, of this I know. Anyone alive, Can simply steal the show. All it takes is confidence, Instilled by thanks and Praise. And any man or woman, Can write with ease today.
I surround you for about half the day, then the other I am banished. I overwhelm you and scare you but shine a light and I've vanished.