about innocence
you needn't worry at all
sin with innocense
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about innocence
you needn't worry at all
sin with innocense
Sin with innocense
checking out the forbidden
testing the water
testing the water
means you are afraid of it
be bold and splash it
Be bold and splash it
paint was meant to be wilder
maybe ask Dali...
maybe ask Dali
or Picasso or Rembrandt
let's see colors speak
Let's see colors speak
they thought to one another
Oh.... we've gone too far....
Oh.... we've gone too far....
the night's coming to an end
love's homework remains!
Love's homework remains
never go to sleep angry
life is way too short
life is way too short
we are sojourners of love
lets love, love and love !
Lets love, love and love
an accent on the lovin'
hey, thats a blues tune...
hey, thats a blues tune...
maybe but love's pink for me
pink cheeks, pink lips, wow!
Pink cheeks, pink lips, wow!
my paint-with-numbers is fun
but let's mix it up...
but let's mix it up
before your paint-with-numbers
loses its brilliance
Loses its brilliance
when rainbows seen with sad eyes
remember to dream
remember to dream
how you used to dream as child
let your mind wander
let your mind wander
thinking of sled rides, snowballs
thrown with a shiver.
Thrown with a shiver
Cupid aimed the love arrow
hoping to capture
hoping to capture
unwavering minds of youth
failing hopelessly
failing hopelessly
the spider once again tries
to climb its own web....
to climb its own web
"the itsy bitsy spider..."
macabre fragmentation
<AH I broke the rules!!
give me a second>
macabre falsehood...
SORRY!! kiz I forfeit this poem..
Macabre falsehood
the high fashion industry
oh the high prices
[no probs, craze, no forfeit -- your haiku is awesome!] :)
oh the high prices
everest will be ashamed
even that's been won
Even that's been won
a heart sewed onto a sleeve
and the rag doll sighs
and the rag doll sighs,
forgotten, for her master
her stitches worn out
Her stitches worn out
as someone loved her that much
it was well worth it
it was well worth it
staying up so late, for her
pleasant gratitude
Pleasant gratitude
the quiet company of
a beloved pet dog
a beloved pet dog
of a beloved is as
beloved as she!
beloved as she
time speaks to me (in slumber)
ticking to a dirge
ticking to a dirge
the atmosphere became sad
all poesy was gone!
all poesy was gone
the rhythm was beyond lost
thus did come the end
All poesy gone
when reborn to a phoenix
full of stark truth, fearless
woops(minor edit :)):
thus did come the end
when reborn to a phoenix
full of stark truth, fearless
full of stark truth, fearless
Joan of Arc died on the stake
what a saintly death !
what a saintly death!
None shall remember valor,
only her demise
only her demise
presaged the birth of new worlds
foreshadowed by war...
foreshadowed by war
not wanting to face the end
all truth was destroyed
all truth was destroyed
when you applied reason
love and faith vanished
love and faith vanished
with the unfaithful lover
cannot count the loss
cannot count the loss
of those beautiful minds, died
of unsaintly wars
of unsaintly wars
we are all victims, sorry
though we can't say why.