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Spooky PoemSpooky Time
Only 24 hours
For it to stay
We take out all of them
All 6 big loaded bins
Out come the decorations
From their hibernation
Orange, purple, black and brown
Are seen all around town
Skeletons, ghosts hang from trees
It's the time where there are no bees
Decorate the long hallway
Cover it in black
Put the creepy things on the rack
Put up the gravestones nice and neat
Don't stack them, that's incomplete
Lay out the coffin
For the scary guy to sleep in
Costumes at the ready
No need to run
Slip them on
And have some fun
Out where...There is no sun!
Rubble scattered across the land,
Scorched buildings and life,
Burned bodies on the floor,
Few survived this explosion of destruction,
Countries are filled with emotions,
Japan has the sadness of loss,
The war is over,
But it will soon begin again,
Because history repeats over,
Just like how the universe spins.
The Red Beast
The Red Beast
Watching and waiting,
Through day and night,
Leaving the window open,
To hear that wonderful sound,
With beautiful eyes of the night,
Sleek and soft red fur,
Shadow black paws running through the neighborhood,
White bellied beast so fine,
With that warm bushy tail,
When this red beast comes trotting through,
I can't take my eyes off this beauty,
It walks with pride through the night,
But only if I could get closer to this beast,
I wish for this to happen one night,
I love this creature, so fine and slim,
I must learn more about this beast,
So I wait until dark,
and wait and wait,
I don't know how long,
But, I just can't sleep.
Ivory TowerStay In Your Ivory Tower,
I hope You Get A Good View,
As Plentiful Orchards Sour,
And Wither Beneath You.
Keep Your Head Above The Clouds,
To Hear The Angels Sing On High,
The Peasents Mass In Crowds,
To Listen To You Die.
Tug On Silky Threads,
Plead For Another Cord,
Pity Is Not Reserved For One Who Begs,
They Instead - The Sword.
The Walls That Once Stood Strong,
Decay As You Are Thwart,
One Brick; For Every Wrong,
Is Taken From Your Fort.
Both Feet On Even Ground,
Sword Now In It's Sheath,
No Longer An Angelic Sound,
No Love, No Joy , No Grief.
Phoenix In The BlazeA Vigorous Phoenix, chained, longing to be free
Bleeding, Screaming, "How can't you see my pain? Why can't you let me be?"
"Why are you blind to my agony? Why don't you break the cage?"
"Very well, then, leave me, but beware...."
"For one day, so soon, you shall see my rage!!"
Soon the phoenix made a scream, a roar to rebel
The binding chains shattered, and she broke from her shell
but what the heck is the use of freedom if the phoenix was...
so foolish and stupid enough to fly into hell!!
The Phoenix dashes, and against the walls of fire crashes
The stupid phoenix is set ablaze and turns into ashes
but, oh, my bad, i forgot what a phoenix was
for a few moments later she was reborn from the ashes
and again it soars and again it dashes
Now i can't help but wonder my -so called- country what did you release into the blaze??
was it a mighty phoenix like mine that was released or was it a mere bird from the graze??
distress (draft)creatures of completely different species,
no language to establish their feelings
only had to feel to understand one another.
a perpetual, deathless cycle:
a fish, swimming lazy circles inside a fish bowl
(while it dreams about the ocean)
prisoned to please the eye.
an elegant bird, caged:
(while it dreams about the sky)
prisoned for it's beautiful song.
their true colors faded by ten thousand dull afternoons
oh show me your scars & tell me your stories, beautiful maidens.
Johnny and friends-a poemLet me tell you about Johnny
A guy who reviews and plays
But we cannot leave out his friends
Like Clement who rules with the Eggman and his empire
And Ted who has turned into a bidoof
And Ryan who founded BrainScratchComms.
Matt who is the troll but great friends with Johnny
Elliot who is the brother of Johnny and failed Super Mario Bros.
Mark who almost is never there
Nate who was cursed by the evil doll
And Johnny the cartoonist is also the reviewer
Trot, trot down the path
It's time to seek your other half
No need to go far
It's right in front of you, here
You just have to see it
Owls hoot a nice rhythm
Foxes screech their horror howls
Crows caw to the stars
Crickets chirp to you snoring
This is some of night's music
Spring's singing birds
Summer's sun of boiling heat
Autumn's colorful leaves
Winter's blistering cold breeze
These are the seasons of Earth
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