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Follow the heart's pulsation through each vein, And you will reach a pass where lovers pause, Wondering whither way to make their lane And thus renew and beautify their course.
O What a wonderful thing to be:. Encased in golden past-er-y;. O What a glorious way to go:. Glazed in sugar, head to toe;. O what a heavenly way to die:. Baked inside a lemon pie;.
The floods are here!. But don't use your hose. I'll water your garden while ban is imposed..
Time and tide washes me aside; Down but never out. Like the punch drunk boxer I stagger, Thrown from bout to bout.
In my garden I sit, Writing a poem with plenty of wit, oh, The trees are swaying around me, How I wish for a warm cup of tea. Cos' the wind is all but a breeze, It's enough to make one freeze.
Your a good student at school, Your a good child at home, But always look deeply what your good at inside your heart.
I'd love to have a talent, One like singing or dancing too. Unfortunately mines useless, And there's nothing much I can do. I can't sing or dance, Or even paint that well.
Ambiguous poetry: what does it mean. Try to imagine: now what have we seen. A rainbow, a car, a knife in their backs, cross sections of life: seen smaller through cracks.
She's pretty, blonde and tall, While I'm just geeky and small. Her eyes blue as the sky, And she makes me wonder why, She says she's ugly and fat, But I disagree with that.
When I was young, you broke my heart and made me feel blue. Now I'm Much older, married, and so glad 'the one' wasn't you..
I don't know how I got here. A mindset where it's clear. I'm used to confusing and crying. Now I'm out having fun and trying. Trying at my school grades. Trying to stay in this happy daze.
Your eyes glance a cross my way, I turn my head and fiddle with my hair I wish, forever you could stay.
It's a drain, It's a pain, Drives me insane, It's a bane, Constant strain, Can't explain, It's inhumane..
Once upon a time a little monster was born She was open, eager and her spirit was not torn She saw the beauty in everything was so sure of herself Loved to tease, play and was never in stealth But...
And while I watch those around me fall, I wonder what is the point of it all. Loved by many needed by few, holding my breath 'till all this is through.
See when we were in school we were thinking bout the pool but then we saw a DVD in English when mi friend sat with me and said where do u think the women stormed of to I replied she has went of to...
I run around the willow tree, Where my little brother sings with me, We like to sing about the field, Where stands a soldier with a shiny shield, We like to push our imaginations further, And...
Look who's back,. Back from hibernation,. Let's throw a celebration,. And invite all the nation,. Notify that notification,. That life's our motivation,. Create an uncreatable creation,.
There's an old man who many do mock. He’s long in the tooth and short in the cock. Like birds to a worm the gossips flock. They point and they shout, his fingers unlock.
When a true soldier get to heaven, to st.Peter he Will tell.- One more soldier reporting, sir. I'v served my time in hell..
When a true soldier gets to heaven. To st.Peter he will tell. -One more soldier reporting, sir. I've served my time in hell..
It stinks of poo when I’m at the park zoo; thank god it’s in a cage; not the heel of my shoe. If evolution worked; they’d be on the loo, behind closed doors for a number two.
Without day there is no night, Without wrong there is no right, Without the sky there is no earth And without death there is no birth.
She keeps them in a wooden box inside a leather purse, the seeds to sow inside my head, to grow another verse.