Star Wars or Star Trek?
Can I be Princess Leia,
and you Han Solo?
(in my dreams ;) )
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Star Wars or Star Trek?
Can I be Princess Leia,
and you Han Solo?
(in my dreams ;) )
And you han solo
I'd like to thank for curing
My insomnia
my insomnia
always tends to stay away
from my soft pillow,
my nights are always
busy with dreams and nightmares,
sleep's my dearest friend.
(I do wish I had insomnia on the nights before exams though :D )
sleep's my dearest friend
yet she lies, she mocks, she scares
what will she do next?
what will she do next,
now that she has turned my day
to a wild nightmare?
to a wild nightmare:
you cant yet pose panic that
my heart has not known
my heart has not known
a loss such as this before
sorrow hurts deeply
sorrow hurts deeply
but time will heal all sorrow
till it's just a scar
till it's just a scar
keep bandages clean and fresh
then apply ointment
then apply ointment
if it hurts so very much just
stop fussing at me
Stop fussing at me!
Pa-tay-to, Pa-ta-to, wow! :rolleyes:
Pronunciation...
Pronunciation
stammers blindly, weakly crawls,
expires on my tongue
expires on my tongue
like a sugar cube melting
gone in a moment
gone in a moment
chocolate cake on a plate
only crumbs are left
only crumbs are left,
flecks of a loaf devoured,
texture to this plate.
texture to this plate
encrusted with day-old eggs,
yolks spilled unwanted
yolks spilled unwanted
such waste! what will my toast say
strawberry jam please
strawberry jam please,
the seeds a welcomed tongue toy,
playful in the dark.
playful in the dark,
a mess of joyful hitches
screaming of their ply.
screaming of their ply
woods for wanderers exhale
green leaves as they drop.
green leaves as they drop
fade as the tree nubs outspread
new growths toward the sky.
new growths toward the sky
bend as knuckles tightly wrap
substance in the palm.
wow, Penseroso :)Quote:
Originally Posted by Il Penseroso
substance in the palm
stays hidden to the eyes, till
comes a soft li'l stroke;
comes a soft li'l stroke
from the soft cushy hands of
my six-year old niece...
comes a soft li'l stroke
from the soft cushy hands of
my six-year old niece...
my six-year old niece...
smiles up the world like a prince
small heart full of joy.
small heart full of joy
glows golden. Somewhere, in space
stars are created
Okay so how on earth can my niece smile like a prince? :brow: Unless she has prince-like qualities like me(if u know what i mean) :lol:Quote:
Originally Posted by scarlet pain
small heart full of joy
has learned for once to cry, and
no, not due to grief...
no, not due to grief...
it is not the reason though
it may seem to be
thanks symphony :)
it may seem to be,
or not, a dream wavering
down a dusty road.
down a dusty road
wanders my mind, weaving an
enigma enrapt
enigma enrapt,
cloaked in unknown wonderment
mysterious things.
mysterious things
brought to me cloaked in scarlet
velvet hands unwrap
velvet hands unwrap
here are the iron gauntlets
the universe waits
The universe waits
for you to make up your mind.
Which way will you go?
which way will you go
with your fast car and quick smile
do you have no depth?
^^^^^ he he he!
Do you have no depth?
The wife screeched accusingly.
Sighing, he agreed.
Sighing, he agreed.
"But only three, please," he griped.
"Promise. Only three."
"Promise. Only three."
Police Sirens awoke her.
"Sorry, it's bad news..."
"Sorry, it's bad news..."
Her knees caved reflexively.
How will she bear this?
How will she bear this?
her ears tried to comprehend
but she just shut down
but she just shut down
the computer, closed the lid
on her missing dreams
on her missing dreams
she reflected. Can you miss
the absence of hope?
^^^ Mornin', Fifth. :)
the absence of hope
drives societies to lives
lived in deep despair
lived in deep dispairQuote:
Originally Posted by CdnReader
overcast with dark and gloomy clouds
A lone weepy heart.
a lone weepy heart
embraced by the strength of one
who knows where you've been