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Barnaby Harrison Nov 2014
The cloudy skies on this dark night
Light up wiht dove white light
Penetrating near and far
Just like an albino star

The shadows jump amongst the trees
I'm consumed in my white marquee
A tender breeze to cool to touch
What god created such?

Water shimmers in the glow
A spotlight on the crowing crow
This magical theatre comes to life
Like Macbeth with a silver knife

But alas here comes the bloodshot skies
As the sun begins to rise
Pushing the moonlight far away
All to return, another day...
MST Apr 2014
Let me tie my own noose please,
for I know how I like it,
tied with what I call a tease,
and a loop as a ***.
For this is what hangs me,
not my failed work,
but my growing inhibitions.
And as I try to fix my sin,
and stop all repercussions,
my inner self pulls a grin,
and I find myself wiht a concussion.
I don't know where I am,
I don't know how I got here,
but there I am, in a jam,
with a woman biting my ear.
It isn't as if I don't try to have control,
for a perfect set of gifts is not my only goal,
but the simple distraction,
has caused me to faction,
debating over my hearts contraction,
while my body only looks for action.
So what can I do? With these corrupt counterparts,
working together, to tear us apart?
I can merely succumb to my soul,
as I don't have the strength to fight my bodies control.
Vladimir s Krebs Nov 2015
i feel like every breath i take when i am angry fill with smoke that takes my soul away.
every mistake i have made brings me and you closer. i want answer's that will tell me the truth.  why do i have a demonic life with smoke that fills my lungs! how angry do you have to make me till i lose control and go on a rampage. how long before i can get my own soul back.i am a demonic being that will take a life and rote it to death. i stand alone with anger that spits all your ******* lies out. im going to lose control and show this world what life with out a soul will be like when all you breath smoke in your lungs that destroy you life roting your mind away wiht only

ANGER
HATRED
DISPISE

smoke filling my lungs with only anger and *******.
i dont stand along with the crowd i stand alone away from societys ***** triks.

my demonic life has nothing but darkness that writes my life storie of what its like to be in hell.



smoke fills my lungs cause thats whats going to happen when you trade your soul for what ever greed needs

so trace my foot steps ill dissapear like the sun dose every day.

smoke fills my lungs cause i'm just a broken soul that has no where to go exept rain hell onto those whoe made my life misrable enstead
like is so pissy with every one so sufficating when yo have to work on a project for school
Endia Chardea Oct 2014
Laugh because you smile
Smile because you laugh
Laugh like no one is listening
Smile like no one is watching
Love like you will recieve a gift
Give everyday like Christmas
Forgive like you were never hurt
Sing like the angels
Be an angel to someone
Be a geany and grant wishes
More than three, a life supply
Fall love like you've never fallen
And when you fall
Get back uplike you;ve never fallen
Smile like you'be never grined
Laugh like its you first time
Wake up with the birds
You have no time to waste
Only waste time when time wants it
And that is never
Pet a lion ad see if it he bites
Eat an apple to see if it is spoiled
Do extra and the extreme
Be you and not me
Fly with the angels and birds
Swera never
Promise nothing
Speak out, say something
Move around, don't be still
Listen to music, then make your own
Sit quite and grow strong
Live life, don't moan
Pain stays and pain goes
Pictures last long
Letters even longer
Add dates to keep count
This world is tricky on days
Mondays feel like Tuesdays
And Tuesdays feel like Thursdays
You don't have to have a reason
Not for every thing
Sometimes its better to do what you feel
And not what you mean
And don't be mean
There isno reason to
For God loves you
And so not stare
Or give that glare
Someone could get hurt
Or already is
For you know nothing of that person
Compared to what God knows
That person could have it all
Awrds lined up on the walls
With no family or friends
Or even worse
No religion
So laugh alot
It helps, alot
Smile because it means your alive
Frown to much and you could die
Count you blessings
If you can count that high
And pray up toward the sky
Were the moon and staes look down
Remember
They se everything
Things you can and can not see
Some things that neither please them
Nor me
Be happy you're not dead
Not yet
Smile often so God feels appreciated
"Love all" the Bible states it
Live wiht o regrets, but one
The one where you  regreted something that made you have fun
Fun
Thats right, that is in life
you have fun when you laugh
When you smile
Take a picture, worth while
Keep going every mile
Take a shot here and there
Yea, they hurt, but its a great worth
You think about what you could lose
Or, what you lost, if to late
So if everything is at stake
Be happy
Smile
Be clam
Sit down
Stay quite
Make sound
And love all around
is you use this please give me credit  Endia Dees
Cynthia Clark Aug 2010
You have a house and three kids
And a college degree despite getting pregnant at seventeen
You lived and you've learned
You went through alot and it really isn't fair
But life isn't easy and no one ever said it would be
You got to deal wiht the bad things and hope they go away
You are told good things are to come
But I've been waiting for awhile and this bad stuff keeps adding up
Nothing good is coming and I'm sick of waiting
I don't want ot give up but soemtimes it's your only choice
irinia Jan 2024
time bombarded me wiht its silence today, the sky was closer, birds more transparent. maybe because of the intersection of wonder and scream. once I was one with my wounds. I had thoughts without spin today, only the wounds of the world spinning in the distance. the impossible mixture of blood dust shattered bricks, death is so ignorant, so messy. you used to smile when you saw me eating blueberries naked. in the core of trees there is silence, isn't it? in the core-self there is an emptiness full of antiwords, isn't it?
Grim Reaper Jul 2016
You've offered the Prayers but did not practice it, what is the use of it..
Neither u took care of your house nor the members, what is the use of yearning..

you read Holy Books and could not follow it then what is the use of these deeds..

Bulleh shah says one will know when the sparrow will be in the hands of eagle (it means all of ur deeds will be seen in front of God , here you are Sparrow and God is Eagle )

Your all deeds will be calculated there and you will be rewarded/punished accordingly

So better not do bad wiht anyone.
No Offense...
mike Jan 2013
liaf is e qislaxic sdypar
wiht lattars es lasg.

daeht is in ist aggs.
life is a dyslexic spider with letters as legs.
death is in its eggs.
Katja Jul 2017
Nightsky was huge that night
all of us idiots standing aside
first of all aside from the road
and secondly from the life.

We were **** free!
And  nobody from outside liked it.
We smoke some *** in THE place
and got a bit lost in the mist.

The one wiht the eyes
you know like way too great eyes
He told me secrets
and I was sure it was a god

Well we hit the road all the time
we were in the wind
you could have felt us
when you were miserable.

Our group was magical
historical
and it would have killed us all
if I didn't **** them both.
LiesBeneath Jun 21
Best way to think outside a box
Is to be inside it

Not a special box
Just box wiht no gaps
no windows
no light
The perfect box


Cuz the one, who is truly blind
Is the only, one who’s canvas is not blinded, from outside light
Lyn Stebbins Feb 2024
lights sparkle on pine tress all over town,
kids lauphing as they sled down a hill
coverd with snow. cars wiht christmas trees in towe,
winter sun sets pink and chrimsom.
People busteling in stores, tis a time  fore joy and love,
remembering him above
time
to smile at a stranger.












by Lyn dec 9th 2015

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