Just smile
maddeningly
at your best enemy
when he hits you in the playground.
Revenge.
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Just smile
maddeningly
at your best enemy
when he hits you in the playground.
Revenge.
Revenge
That horrid trait
Which tears all men apart
Blindly shattering all the good
In me
Brainstrain, you are a person after my own heart. I love Wicked.
In me
Something is there
More than just exciting
Like curvatures of my ideas --
Suspense.
Suspense
Will she, or not?
Pick a daisy, ask it.
Oh, she loves me, she loves me not!
Horrors!
Horrors
oppress me not;
but sweet things and cloying
ensnare my lively spirit's wings
like lime.
Like lime
Citrus Unfolds
Into the mouth of one
Orange in skin it's sweet and fresh
Full grown
Full grown
Like peaches ripe --
Glass orbs of sunlight fresh
Are quietly asking for trust
You know.
You know
the value of
pi, to ten decimal
places, but still you go round in
circles.
circles
concentric
ripples in a tarn
rushing toward the shore swiftly
unending
unending
cycle of love
where we depart to laugh
a vacation for the insane
wheee
that was terrible, i apologize
:lol:
it's better than nothing.
wheeee
a carnival:
prehistoric camels
leading dancing elephants dressed
in pink.
oh well. it's been that kind of a day.
In pink
feathers arrayed,
silent flamingoes stand
stiffly as the ruffled waters
shimmer.
Shimmer
like sunken eyes
teared and trembling softly,
drip beads containing color specks
like gems.
like gems
catching sunlight,
her eyes capture his own.
his heart is a willing prisoner
of love.
of love
softly sing I—
dulcet tones ring from my
voice as I play the melody once—
and mourn
And mourn
All ye people
for your lost innocence
Then may anger let you crush the
tyrant.
Tyrant!
Why should we bow,
You little tin can upstart!
Think yourself Napoleon, pray?
Just nuts…
Just nuts
In chocolate
There is no need for fruit
But eat slowly, lest bits stick in
your teeth.
your teeth
shine like pearls—
your skin is soft as down—
your eyes could light up darkest night—
come here…
come here...
see the beauty.
let it fill your senses
leaving your mind spinning, laughing
with God.
with god
without belief
this agnostic tale oft
confuses belief with blind faith
doubt rules
Doubt rules
in minds of pause,
disbelieving the song
of citizens and their motion,
in streets.
In streets
paved with silver,
gold tongu'd philosophers
snare young men in doubt to unleash
the truth.
the truth—
sure you can take
what may make you or break
you beyond any sign of healing?
you sure?
You sure?
Of course I am.
All the world in its joy
Of creation, procreation,
Agrees.
Agrees?
Well, suppose this.
If I were to agree,
What advantage would I stand to
Gain, pray?
Gain, pray.
All prayer is gain.
As Hopkins would tell it
"All is a purchase, all a prize."
Praise him.
praise Him
with every breath.
give your heart as off'ring,
even in it's brokeness it
shimmers.
shimmers
the love from eyes
we have yet to witness—
yet daily they watch each sparrow fall—
and mourn…
and Mourn
the fall of its resplendant breast-
decaying on a marsh,
a carcass of intertwining moss,
to say..
to say
words her heart feels
seems insurmountable.
still she turns and begins the
journey.
She journeys to a vast land
with abundant treasures,
embedded in slopes and merky glens
and ravines in sandy heavens...
heya teen09, excellent poem, but perhaps look at the first page, not to be rude but there are some rules.
heavens
sent to cold earth
in exchange for his life
he rejects his heavenly seat
devil
whoops. sorry.. I'll stick to the maxims..
devil
put us to rest,
somnolent and calm,
but multifariously harsh
succumb
(I hope I'm sticking with the rules now and not being too pretentious. Thanks for informing me Trisk.)
Succumb?
I tell you this!
Not I. Not for anything!
You wish to see how well I fight?
Come then!
http://www.ukdivers.net/images/signals/come.jpg
come then,
unwind your hair
to cool, salty breezes
and gaze longingly towards ships
at sea
At sea
Fly the seagull
With so much confidence
That it makes me so much jealous
Bummer
Bummer!
Though her eyes
shed trickling barrows in,
commodious meadows beneath
rivers
rivers
flow to the sea
yet the sea does not fill,
overflow the land, cause major flood—
controlled?