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Old Henry built it with his own hands,
harvested the wood from his own lands.
He dug the well and laid the stone
and worked real hard to make it his own.
Henry plowed the fields and tilled the soil,
Behold him, single in the sea
Yon solitary White Rock lad!
Rowing and singing by himself
Glumly; why is he sad?
Alone he rows, and rows further
Into the twilight zone farther
Tiny fairy,
Flicker far.
Your home of flowers,
Your roof of stars.
Long forgotten,
Miles away.
You will find it,
I am a noted soldier sir.
Jeffrey Linton is my name.
My attempts to help my country
Have brought my name to shame
The attempt on that Chi-Com
Is a thing I’ll never deny
She ran to the outside and stood in the highest peak,
She looked up at the Sun, who looked like he was going to weep,
His rays, tired they were
After a perfect vacation,I was tired and worriedThen retrieved a lay nationTo leave the next day hurried.
Once upon a time,
in a tower- tall, far and kept away
lived Rapunzel,
a secret princess in her day
Her father, the King
made a mistake he could not take back
Twirl on your toes
Jump above your head
Dance across the floor
Leap into the light
Don't fear the fight
Blue and green wage war
On the god rays of sun
As pink twirls above white
My love:
Listen you don’t have to say a word, hush.
I swear to the stars your eyes make night sky blush.
Scarlet hue washes over the moon till dusk;
Open your door, and walk outside.The cool breeze running it's oxygenized fingers through my strong blonde hair.There's no need for negativity at a time like this.
The old farm stood alone and still.
A car made gravel fly.
Elise braked and shut the door.
“I’m wrecked, why even try?”
Lavender fields graze the ocean
With recently cut stems
That signify the Celts nearby
Their lasses almost gems.
But the ocean hides a secret,
Thousands of years they’ve been at war.
Humans against lab rats.
Their skin has changed and genes are sore.
“What have we done now cats?”
the girl with the innocent eyes
sadly began to burn.
he stuck the matchbox with his hand.
what lesson did he learn?
when did it begin? she would ask.
Now you're waking from the night
Blinded by aetherial light
All the tears have dried
You've no more left to cry
Wounded by the blade
Mommy's eyes look sad, but she is laughing.
Daddy's upstairs he is napping.
We sit at dinner waiting alone.
The next second is always unknown.
Daddy wakes up and everything goes quiet.
In a world full of hate,it makes our fate.Thats saddening and maddening.Cloaked in darknessfrom bearing witenss.Unable to straywithout falling prey.Would a clear picturehelp feeling secure?Could fates be changed, leaving less pained,or persons lef
He had loved herwithout failCaught in a lure,he was pale-For his true love’sfianceewaited aboveto make way-Chorus:Fight for loveFight to liveHe chose to shove
The trees drooped
Their leaves hung
The branches stooped
The wind sung
The boy’s love
Was climb trees
Others had hands in a glove
While he avoided bees
The trees drooped
Whence the rider came about
Looking for a different route
He stopped by a water spout
And rested there to quench his drought
You must help me to become my best
I'm scared to fly away out from the west
It's nothing. nevermind. I'm here with you
Paintings can never be perfect.A soft thin brush coversAlmost every white space to paint.But paintings still has blurs.
As I walked on a busy street,
Side by side with random people
Seeing variety of souls when eyes meet
I see joy, love, hatred and trouble
Across the street I see an old lady
Finding Wings
I met you when I was scared, when I felt lost and alone,
But you helped me learn, and now that I’ve grown,
She feels, against her back, the brush of the wall.
A dangerous wall, one that is a hundred feet tall.
Who was the man that lived in the opera house?
Who was considered a hideous creature?
The Phantom with the white mask was he.
Behind his mask were deformed features.
The river flows, so sweet and blueFrom the mountain snow, the stream dose comes,The fish are swimming, the children run.Forest shelters those who are true. But few are children, they come no more.They are within, their love unknown.Their sacred pl
You laughed the day I walked into class,
I was a number, expecting to pass.
You wondered and questioned. How can it be?
About a silly little Mexican, like me.
You smiled and asked for a schedule,
If a tree falls and no one hears it,
does it really make a sound
If a student speaks, and no teacher hears it,
is it actually profound?
But if a student speaks, and a teacher hears it
Imagine the cage – deep inside your mind
The one all seem to fear
Draped in Black and far from kind
Overwhelming, yet hidden, and near
The Beast inside, it rattles the cage
We struggle to keep it mute
Luminescence
Long ago, in the ancient days;
Whilst the nights lacked the moon herself;
There lived a girl with wildest hopes,
Than any spirit could envisage.
In Ancient times there was a tale
That’s not so known to one and all,
A tale of war, a tale of hate
A tale of girls and boys and fate
You feel the warmth of the sun on your face
As he chases the dog down the hill, you trace
The land with your eyes as he looks at you and smiles.
"You're too far away!" he yells
The Ballad of Makaveli: The Life & Tragedy
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Deaths seen around the corner as the days become night.
Sharp and heartless: the motto -- seems to dread right.
ink smeared onto palms touching
smelling of slight rust and the ever present sweat
sweat off of a workers back who comes home to find what?
his wife sitting watching ellen asking questions
why are you so tired?
Hair wavy ripples
teal tinted aqua
skin supple
hubble bubble nipples
cripples bystanders even when fully sheathed
Sweat drips and drops and plops beneath
the penholder quivers at sweet nostalgia
“Who the hell do you think you are?”
Mother red-faced and angered
Threw her bottle at the car.
I hugged my Bear, worn and mangled,
Kept quiet ‘cause I’m good.
Life is not a game,
You’re born to a name.
The people you meet will drive you insane,
Though most live for that pain.
On an island small and stony
Dwelt three mermaids, fair and lovely
Hiding from men and matrimony –
Leaving their broken hearts under the sea.
