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Night Sky
Sitting in her room, gazing, peering into the candle flame. Wondering, thinking of her life to come. Into the night sky, she goes while dreaming. The stars are bright, so close she can touch them. The earth moves beneath her and rain starts to fall. With new beginnings, comes no doubt. She moved from her past, into the light of her future. The full moon shines above, grasshoppers are chirping. The sound of nature, brings her to peace. Sweet kisses in the moonlight rain. All I feel is warmth and love. A new world awaits.
By Chelsea Ripley8 years ago in Poets
Loving Like Two Great Blue Bottles
My Dear Muse, I have a small confession. Forgive this pouring of my heart. I cherish my imagination, where we first met. The moment I clapped eyes on you, I knew you were going to be a rough best friend. Recently, I have began to regard you as much more than just a rough best friend.
By Ivan Ivanka8 years ago in Poets
America's Message
America first is today's message yet we aren't much on assemblage. Now more than ever it seems our country has lost its heritage. People chatting in the streets even athletes getting attacked for practicing their free speech. Hell, you can even get attacked because of what you eat. It's a sad time for our nation mostly because we can't trust the government administration. Somehow we are getting lost in this civilization and everyone has their thoughts on the reason. There are some who say it's due to socialism, capitalism, or even Fascism. Soon they'll start yelling absolutism. Until the day comes where we can come together there's no way we can become better.
By ElRey Niffen8 years ago in Poets
Rajun
I've reached an age, a timeless phase, where I no longer hide my face, but I'm frustrated and in a rage, I know these sound like complaints, but it's quite the opposite, I'm trying to avoid a fit, in this darkness I will sit and wallow, for the truth is a lot harder to swallow, I dream of being crazy, at least then I'd have a reason to be lazy, but I think I'm just too sane, trying to find the evidence to claim, all the evils I explain, I feel I have been tame for far too long, if you're listening to this song, you'll know minds never been wrong, you've been called upon, this wicked ensemble, solemnly swinging my moods, while the world's left spinning, in the right direction, at our own discretion, I've got an obsession, yet don't know the lesson, hoping to lessen the pain, without anything to gain, aside from my freedom, my demons I feed them, with evil secretion, seeping out my pores, there's nothing but closed doors, everywhere I turn, I really only yearn, to learn about my burn this sudden heat that I cannot beat has me glued to my seat and begging for help as I try to yelp but I'm left alone with not even a phone hoping to hone my skills I've swallowed some pills to open my mind but terrors I find in this head of mine there's a demon that laughs as it judges my past trying to loosen its grasp and see what's passed this forked path you do the math and I'll just pass this class with weapons of mass destruction there is no junction I haven't seen my brain is bursting at the seams with all of this anger I need a new anchor as I would like to sail over the horizon while trying to defy them only findin' they were true between me and you my voices are like toys just a bit more serious feeling delirious but they have experience with my surroundings it's quite astounding and emotion shrouding to be desensitized to constant lies.
By Seras Shawana8 years ago in Poets
