Happy Mothers Day ^_^
Happy Mother's Day ^\_^ Whether only a few years old than your kids, or already with a walker, old & grey I hope you have, the most magical day =D
Dance Ballerina Dance
Dance ballerina dance There is no second chance So now must you wow them all Or surely you will fall To back out now, it's far to late You are sealed within this fate Even if your delicate feet become sore You must still dance for forevermore...
Re-vigurrr =3
short poem, poetry, opinions, possibility define what is told, what is a tale, & what is truth all it's own question what is visible, what isn't, & what is known listen to what change can do listen for what a life lesson learned has made a breakthrough
Love
A short poem close to that of a quote. i remember long ago i felt a feeling so beautiful and pure.. then it was taken away from me and now i fear feeling it again.
If Only for a Chance
#4 of the struggle short poem. themed around hopeless love.
Fur
A short poem about fur tangled in the sheets shed all over the streets fur a smooth silky coat liable to make one gloat purr that rumble in the throat causing you to dote murr sound of those effete an audible canine treat
Closer
Just a short poem i thought up for my mate. i love you! \<3 * * * my life, my dreams and everything inbetween. my love and mate, perfect in everyway. i'll love you forever never doubt that my dear.
Memories Past
A quick, short poem done for my literature class. forgotten by all, my time is due. lost in darkness, what should i do? i see a light, a crystal speck. memories past, it paid my debt.
Flight of the Choir
#8 of esoterica a short poem about birds. in turn to drift and dive, the swift flies high, alive. flutter and fall from skies cluttered with gull, adrift the feathers fall deprived. a current shall wash the foul from fowl amid the sun's beaming guise.
Demonocracy
A short poem to hopefully get you thinking. when will we realise? that the government will surley be our demise. does god realise? that we are under control? does god know the evil that is hidden away?
Puppets
A short poem on the realities of the modern age. what fools we are, manipulated with ease. corrupted and controlled, spreading like a disease like a wind with ill intenet, the modern world spreads the modern virus.
Never
#9 of poems and such another short poem by me.