Look at that mountain
The breeze carreses my wings
Countryside flying
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Look at that mountain
The breeze carreses my wings
Countryside flying
nice haiku, drama.
Countryside flying
vulnerable to winds quick
and precarious
and precarious
ventures sometimes need a net
for falling flyers
for falling flyers
World of harsh statements printed
Then thrown into wind
Then thrown into wind
Cares and considerations
Have no real sway here.
Have no real sway here
Oppresion silenced all voice
Shoved into pavement
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Originally Posted by dramasnot6
Dramasnot6, the last line was 7 syllables...
I'd like to hop on backwards to Shoutgrace's...
Have no real sway here
Locked in the pages of you.
Stocked piles of cold dreams.
Stocked piles of cold dreams
empty hollow tin refuse
loitering my past
Only 5, actually.
Loitering my past
Panhandling by the curbside
Shoved in-to pave-ment
Shoved in-to pavement
Dragging chains and cold feet
feeding on your dreams...
Feeding on your dreams
I roll over and snuggle.
Her shoulder feels cold.
her shoulder feels cold
with winter lips black and blue
Dont go, dont go, stay
Don't go, don't go, stay
Chasing sanity, don't leave.
No more running, please
it was 5!
shoved=1 its not pronounced Sho-Ved
in-to= 2
pave-ment= 2 (could u have thought "pa-veh-ment"????)
2+2+1=5 syllables
No more running, please
Blisters engulf weary feet
The finish line looms