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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.
Sound in my Soul
My heart begins to beat
To the silent,slow and sweet
Sound in my soul.
I began to lose control
Of everything I know
I felt as pure as snow.
Out of everything I had
This feeling made me glad.
How could I have survived so long
Without this beautiful song?
Im starting to believe
That this feeling will never leave.
I begin to sing aloud
Im on the brink,
About to overflow
Lets get this going
And start the show.
mushroom cloud "an explosion", she said
I turned to ask her what she was talking about when I
caught sight of the tv screen, and for the tiniest of moments I caught
myself thinking that there's something beautiful about that much energy and
so much destruction; energy - would it wipe me off my feet? maybe melt the skin
right off of my bones? heat, death and poison, I don't believe there's much you or I
would be able to feel dying in those flames, and I should probably be ashamed that I
I feel I am being held captive,
Like a beautiful bird in a small iron cage.
I feel a red hot anger within me,
Like a crazy bull in a blind rage.
I feel I am in constant, spinning turmoil,
Like a delicate butterfly in a swirling tornado.
I feel as though I am lost in limbo,
Like a condemned angel without a halo.
Then it passes,
And a tinkling sound fills the room,
Kind of like good friends toasting,
Gently banging each others' glasses.
I am the One_AC Poems
I am the one who seeks Knowledge,
Hidden within these ancient relics,
Treasures of uncontrollable Power.
I am the one who seeks Leadership,
Guide the truehearted warriors,
To Fight off the evil within our World.
I am the Mentor.
I am the one who seeks Vengeance,
For the deaths of my family,
And the Lives of the Innocent.
I am the one who seeks for the Truth,
To know my enemy's plans,
In order to Stop their sinful Conspiracy.
I am the Messenger.
I am the one who seeks for Justice,
Fighting for what is right,
To gain Victory from my foe's defeat.
I am the one who seeks for Freedom,
Encounter endless battles,
To bring Peace for all people of the Nation.
I am the Warrior.
I am the one who seeks for Guidance,
To uncover the past,
From my Ancestors before me.
I am the one who seeks for Courage,
Fight through the struggles,
In order to Save the Future from Disaster.
I am the Chosen One.
CompleteI treasure books; you never study.
I hate much noise; you love to party.
I stop to think; you're quick to act,
And never ponder or regret.
I play it safe, you live to gamble.
With risk and luck your days are tangled.
I'm down-to-earth; you float on dreams,
Dismissing life's "prosaic" scenes.
I'm serious; you thrive on humor:
What I call failure, you call "bloomer."
We're opposites, like tart and sweet.
That's why, with you, I am complete.
It Didn't Reach The Ground...
It doesn't even reach the ground...
The snow just slowly falls around.
It was beautiful, I had to admit,
But it just didn't seem to fit.
The way it fell down in the south;
It didn't even reach my mouth.
It then melted into rain
And I was sad; Left in pain.
A silly thing to be sad about,
But I have never seen the snow throughout.
The first time my eyes set sight
On the rain and snow falling in the night.
Disappointment ran through my veins
And I was just left to hate the rains.
For they expertly wash away everything.
The snow; Something I have never seen.
I despise it when it betrays me so,
For it's melting what I don't want to go.
Now, It's stopped snowing and I go forth,
Yearning to go on straight to the North.
Somewhere where there's everything
And only to the rain, I don't have to cling.
I do love them, Ihonestly do
However I'm longing for something entirely new.
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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