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Oh and it would be nice if you are going to use that, that you would include my posts as well...

 

 

 

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Smiling kid fluttering tree

 

 

 

Waving flower buzzing bee

 

 

 

Delight in nature all around

 

 

 

Doesn't take much to be able to see.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Crashing waterfall, soaring bird.

 

 

 

Floating lily, magic word.

 

 

 

Powerful feeling, connect us too.

 

 

 

What emotions are in you?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I feel the loneliness, feel the pain,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the gentle moon wane,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the sun say goodnight,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the world without light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Take out the packet, the happines in twisted plastic

 

 

 

Credit card forward, do the cutting, I'm spastic

 

 

 

Desparate escape, that hyper manic state

 

 

 

Tube up the note, and take the bait

 

 

 

Why bother with the long wait?

 

 

 

You'll never feel alone again mate.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yeah, never alone with the thoughts of my mind,

 

 

 

The enlightenment you're trying to find,

 

 

 

Is gone forever now you've taken the short cut

 

 

 

You may be dying inside but it's a chance to unwind...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And now, under the stars I sleep,

 

 

 

Whilst the dying moon, does weep,

 

 

 

My phone credit is running low,

 

 

 

So to top it up I go!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A knock on the door followed by a creak

 

 

 

its your little sister come for a peek

 

 

 

invite her into your soft warm bed

 

 

 

then tuck the covers round her sleepy head

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She giggles, she groans

 

 

 

She whines, and moans!

 

 

 

But soon she falls, asleep on your shoulder

 

 

 

As the fire in the grate, begins to smoulder.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

flames flicker and ashes fall

 

 

 

your eyes wonder from ceiling to wall

 

 

 

its coming to the end of a very long day

 

 

 

you close your eyes, goodnight I say

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dreams flicker, reality stays

 

 

 

You're watching, you're waiting, counting the days

 

 

 

A moment, a second, could change your life,

 

 

 

It just takes time to keep your dreams at bay

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

happy king, smiling queen

 

 

 

remnents of a long lost dream

 

 

 

a hope that fades like a flame in a fire

 

 

 

as your imagination begins to tire

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As you feel, soon the dream will end.

 

 

 

As your creativity is about to bend,

 

 

 

With a lot of luck, and pixie dust.

 

 

 

If one doesn̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t work the other must

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Where dreams, are reality

 

 

 

And reality, a dream

 

 

 

Where all you need is vitality

 

 

 

Just you, any your team

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Laughing face crying eye

 

 

 

Waving hand as we say goodbye

 

 

 

With fire in my blood and a song in my heart

 

 

 

The dreamers, we're off, for a clean new start.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This fantasy realm, of elves and dwarves

 

 

 

Take away your breath, making a small pause.

 

 

 

This is the way you see my lad,

 

 

 

To keep your heart away from the bad.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The elves they float on enchanted ground

 

 

 

Graceful and beautiful - it's magic they've found

 

 

 

Cunning and deceitful though they know what is right,

 

 

 

Golden blonde hair, it shines in the light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the dwarves they are short, they are stout, they are bauld.

 

 

 

well kept caves, away from the cold.

 

 

 

sharp battle axes, and tempers short

 

 

 

a trusty friend, and one very well tought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The unicorns, the nympths, of shimmering thought,

 

 

 

The knights, the fights, of the royal court,

 

 

 

A merchant's bargain sold at last resort,

 

 

 

Every colour, every shape,our imagination sought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But, as adults we all know, its only our thoughts keeping them their,

 

 

 

whilst our dear children, stop and then stare.

 

 

 

They are to be children, in this humble land.

 

 

 

What is better, they get to play in the sand.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The waves rise. Like the sun. Across the horizen.

 

 

 

The fiend stares across. Humbug. His eyes despisen.

 

 

 

Bah. No one notices. This time for enjoyment, will not wilt.

 

 

 

As they play. The way childern do. You pull up the quilt.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He starts to hunger, forever more.

 

 

 

his bin, with only an apple core.

 

 

 

His stomach growls, as he waits for his pray

 

 

 

and he pokes at his fireplace, made of clay.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A snap.

 

 

 

A crack.

 

 

 

An animal in the traps.

 

 

 

Soon eaten. Tied in wraps.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

all the while, innocents play on the beach.

 

 

 

whilst the daemon prepares his leech.

 

 

 

he plans and schemes to murder the all,

 

 

 

yet, he is near his downfall.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

a battle begins on a blanket of snow

 

 

 

purity, virtue and innocence go

 

 

 

to fight for the freedom of a long lost soul

 

 

 

whilst the winds of change take their tole

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As time moves on. So must we all.

 

 

 

Death glance upon. Like statues, tall.

 

 

 

We get closer to it. Each passing breath.

 

 

 

Advancing until. There is nothing left.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

death, something we can't attempt to deny

 

 

 

death, something we'll never defy

 

 

 

somehow closer to our hearts than life

 

 

 

oh how human minds are consumed by strife

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Life of pure. Life of dark.

 

 

 

Life of a kind, found in a park.

 

 

 

Love keeps it warm.

 

 

 

Hate keeps it torn.

Well I knew you wouldn't agree. I know how you hate facing facts.

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As this is getting seeriously long now I was thinking of using a smaller font. ^^ I'm gonna use size 9 but it's up to you.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Smiling kid fluttering tree

 

 

 

Waving flower buzzing bee

 

 

 

Delight in nature all around

 

 

 

Doesn't take much to be able to see.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Crashing waterfall, soaring bird.

 

 

 

Floating lily, magic word.

 

 

 

Powerful feeling, connect us too.

 

 

 

What emotions are in you?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I feel the loneliness, feel the pain,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the gentle moon wane,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the sun say goodnight,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the world without light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Take out the packet, the happines in twisted plastic

 

 

 

Credit card forward, do the cutting, I'm spastic

 

 

 

Desparate escape, that hyper manic state

 

 

 

Tube up the note, and take the bait

 

 

 

Why bother with the long wait?

 

 

 

You'll never feel alone again mate.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yeah, never alone with the thoughts of my mind,

 

 

 

The enlightenment you're trying to find,

 

 

 

Is gone forever now you've taken the short cut

 

 

 

You may be dying inside but it's a chance to unwind...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And now, under the stars I sleep,

 

 

 

Whilst the dying moon, does weep,

 

 

 

My phone credit is running low,

 

 

 

So to top it up I go!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A knock on the door followed by a creak

 

 

 

its your little sister come for a peek

 

 

 

invite her into your soft warm bed

 

 

 

then tuck the covers round her sleepy head

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She giggles, she groans

 

 

 

She whines, and moans!

 

 

 

But soon she falls, asleep on your shoulder

 

 

 

As the fire in the grate, begins to smoulder.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

flames flicker and ashes fall

 

 

 

your eyes wonder from ceiling to wall

 

 

 

its coming to the end of a very long day

 

 

 

you close your eyes, goodnight I say

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dreams flicker, reality stays

 

 

 

You're watching, you're waiting, counting the days

 

 

 

A moment, a second, could change your life,

 

 

 

It just takes time to keep your dreams at bay

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

happy king, smiling queen

 

 

 

remnents of a long lost dream

 

 

 

a hope that fades like a flame in a fire

 

 

 

as your imagination begins to tire

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As you feel, soon the dream will end.

 

 

 

As your creativity is about to bend,

 

 

 

With a lot of luck, and pixie dust.

 

 

 

If one doesn̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t work the other must

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Where dreams, are reality

 

 

 

And reality, a dream

 

 

 

Where all you need is vitality

 

 

 

Just you, any your team

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Laughing face crying eye

 

 

 

Waving hand as we say goodbye

 

 

 

With fire in my blood and a song in my heart

 

 

 

The dreamers, we're off, for a clean new start.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This fantasy realm, of elves and dwarves

 

 

 

Take away your breath, making a small pause.

 

 

 

This is the way you see my lad,

 

 

 

To keep your heart away from the bad.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The elves they float on enchanted ground

 

 

 

Graceful and beautiful - it's magic they've found

 

 

 

Cunning and deceitful though they know what is right,

 

 

 

Golden blonde hair, it shines in the light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the dwarves they are short, they are stout, they are bauld.

 

 

 

well kept caves, away from the cold.

 

 

 

sharp battle axes, and tempers short

 

 

 

a trusty friend, and one very well tought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The unicorns, the nympths, of shimmering thought,

 

 

 

The knights, the fights, of the royal court,

 

 

 

A merchant's bargain sold at last resort,

 

 

 

Every colour, every shape,our imagination sought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But, as adults we all know, its only our thoughts keeping them their,

 

 

 

whilst our dear children, stop and then stare.

 

 

 

They are to be children, in this humble land.

 

 

 

What is better, they get to play in the sand.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The waves rise. Like the sun. Across the horizen.

 

 

 

The fiend stares across. Humbug. His eyes despisen.

 

 

 

Bah. No one notices. This time for enjoyment, will not wilt.

 

 

 

As they play. The way childern do. You pull up the quilt.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He starts to hunger, forever more.

 

 

 

his bin, with only an apple core.

 

 

 

His stomach growls, as he waits for his pray

 

 

 

and he pokes at his fireplace, made of clay.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A snap.

 

 

 

A crack.

 

 

 

An animal in the traps.

 

 

 

Soon eaten. Tied in wraps.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

all the while, innocents play on the beach.

 

 

 

whilst the daemon prepares his leech.

 

 

 

he plans and schemes to murder the all,

 

 

 

yet, he is near his downfall.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

a battle begins on a blanket of snow

 

 

 

purity, virtue and innocence go

 

 

 

to fight for the freedom of a long lost soul

 

 

 

whilst the winds of change take their tole

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As time moves on. So must we all.

 

 

 

Death glance upon. Like statues, tall.

 

 

 

We get closer to it. Each passing breath.

 

 

 

Advancing until. There is nothing left.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

death, something we can't attempt to deny

 

 

 

death, something we'll never defy

 

 

 

somehow closer to our hearts than life

 

 

 

oh how human minds are consumed by strife

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Life of pure. Life of dark.

 

 

 

Life of a kind, found in a park.

 

 

 

Love keeps it warm.

 

 

 

Hate keeps it torn.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So when your mum wants a hug

 

 

 

When your baby sister's scared of the bugs,

 

 

 

Or even when your tore your dad's favourite rug

 

 

 

I hope you can only find... love.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Ps can you unblock me now Issy?

 

 

 

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Smiling kid fluttering tree

 

 

 

Waving flower buzzing bee

 

 

 

Delight in nature all around

 

 

 

Doesn't take much to be able to see.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Crashing waterfall, soaring bird.

 

 

 

Floating lily, magic word.

 

 

 

Powerful feeling, connect us too.

 

 

 

What emotions are in you?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I feel the loneliness, feel the pain,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the gentle moon wane,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the sun say goodnight,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the world without light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Take out the packet, the happines in twisted plastic

 

 

 

Credit card forward, do the cutting, I'm spastic

 

 

 

Desparate escape, that hyper manic state

 

 

 

Tube up the note, and take the bait

 

 

 

Why bother with the long wait?

 

 

 

You'll never feel alone again mate.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yeah, never alone with the thoughts of my mind,

 

 

 

The enlightenment you're trying to find,

 

 

 

Is gone forever now you've taken the short cut

 

 

 

You may be dying inside but it's a chance to unwind...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And now, under the stars I sleep,

 

 

 

Whilst the dying moon, does weep,

 

 

 

My phone credit is running low,

 

 

 

So to top it up I go!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A knock on the door followed by a creak

 

 

 

its your little sister come for a peek

 

 

 

invite her into your soft warm bed

 

 

 

then tuck the covers round her sleepy head

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She giggles, she groans

 

 

 

She whines, and moans!

 

 

 

But soon she falls, asleep on your shoulder

 

 

 

As the fire in the grate, begins to smoulder.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

flames flicker and ashes fall

 

 

 

your eyes wonder from ceiling to wall

 

 

 

its coming to the end of a very long day

 

 

 

you close your eyes, goodnight I say

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dreams flicker, reality stays

 

 

 

You're watching, you're waiting, counting the days

 

 

 

A moment, a second, could change your life,

 

 

 

It just takes time to keep your dreams at bay

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

happy king, smiling queen

 

 

 

remnents of a long lost dream

 

 

 

a hope that fades like a flame in a fire

 

 

 

as your imagination begins to tire

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As you feel, soon the dream will end.

 

 

 

As your creativity is about to bend,

 

 

 

With a lot of luck, and pixie dust.

 

 

 

If one doesn̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t work the other must

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Where dreams, are reality

 

 

 

And reality, a dream

 

 

 

Where all you need is vitality

 

 

 

Just you, any your team

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Laughing face crying eye

 

 

 

Waving hand as we say goodbye

 

 

 

With fire in my blood and a song in my heart

 

 

 

The dreamers, we're off, for a clean new start.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This fantasy realm, of elves and dwarves

 

 

 

Take away your breath, making a small pause.

 

 

 

This is the way you see my lad,

 

 

 

To keep your heart away from the bad.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The elves they float on enchanted ground

 

 

 

Graceful and beautiful - it's magic they've found

 

 

 

Cunning and deceitful though they know what is right,

 

 

 

Golden blonde hair, it shines in the light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the dwarves they are short, they are stout, they are bauld.

 

 

 

well kept caves, away from the cold.

 

 

 

sharp battle axes, and tempers short

 

 

 

a trusty friend, and one very well tought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The unicorns, the nympths, of shimmering thought,

 

 

 

The knights, the fights, of the royal court,

 

 

 

A merchant's bargain sold at last resort,

 

 

 

Every colour, every shape,our imagination sought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But, as adults we all know, its only our thoughts keeping them their,

 

 

 

whilst our dear children, stop and then stare.

 

 

 

They are to be children, in this humble land.

 

 

 

What is better, they get to play in the sand.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The waves rise. Like the sun. Across the horizen.

 

 

 

The fiend stares across. Humbug. His eyes despisen.

 

 

 

Bah. No one notices. This time for enjoyment, will not wilt.

 

 

 

As they play. The way childern do. You pull up the quilt.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He starts to hunger, forever more.

 

 

 

his bin, with only an apple core.

 

 

 

His stomach growls, as he waits for his pray

 

 

 

and he pokes at his fireplace, made of clay.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A snap.

 

 

 

A crack.

 

 

 

An animal in the traps.

 

 

 

Soon eaten. Tied in wraps.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

all the while, innocents play on the beach.

 

 

 

whilst the daemon prepares his leech.

 

 

 

he plans and schemes to murder the all,

 

 

 

yet, he is near his downfall.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

a battle begins on a blanket of snow

 

 

 

purity, virtue and innocence go

 

 

 

to fight for the freedom of a long lost soul

 

 

 

whilst the winds of change take their tole

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As time moves on. So must we all.

 

 

 

Death glance upon. Like statues, tall.

 

 

 

We get closer to it. Each passing breath.

 

 

 

Advancing until. There is nothing left.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

death, something we can't attempt to deny

 

 

 

death, something we'll never defy

 

 

 

somehow closer to our hearts than life

 

 

 

oh how human minds are consumed by strife

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Life of pure. Life of dark.

 

 

 

Life of a kind, found in a park.

 

 

 

Love keeps it warm.

 

 

 

Hate keeps it torn.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So when your mum wants a hug

 

 

 

When your baby sister's scared of the bugs,

 

 

 

Or even when your tore your dad's favourite rug

 

 

 

I hope you can only find... love.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That love of bold.

 

 

 

The hate of cold.

 

 

 

Spread the love.

 

 

 

Like a fire doth.

Well I knew you wouldn't agree. I know how you hate facing facts.

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Actually, I never blocked you. :wink:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And whoa this poem is getting.. gloomy? Epic? Gr can't think of the right word...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Smiling kid fluttering tree

 

 

 

Waving flower buzzing bee

 

 

 

Delight in nature all around

 

 

 

Doesn't take much to be able to see.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Crashing waterfall, soaring bird.

 

 

 

Floating lily, magic word.

 

 

 

Powerful feeling, connect us too.

 

 

 

What emotions are in you?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I feel the loneliness, feel the pain,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the gentle moon wane,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the sun say goodnight,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the world without light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Take out the packet, the happines in twisted plastic

 

 

 

Credit card forward, do the cutting, I'm spastic

 

 

 

Desparate escape, that hyper manic state

 

 

 

Tube up the note, and take the bait

 

 

 

Why bother with the long wait?

 

 

 

You'll never feel alone again mate.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yeah, never alone with the thoughts of my mind,

 

 

 

The enlightenment you're trying to find,

 

 

 

Is gone forever now you've taken the short cut

 

 

 

You may be dying inside but it's a chance to unwind...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And now, under the stars I sleep,

 

 

 

Whilst the dying moon, does weep,

 

 

 

My phone credit is running low,

 

 

 

So to top it up I go!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A knock on the door followed by a creak

 

 

 

its your little sister come for a peek

 

 

 

invite her into your soft warm bed

 

 

 

then tuck the covers round her sleepy head

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She giggles, she groans

 

 

 

She whines, and moans!

 

 

 

But soon she falls, asleep on your shoulder

 

 

 

As the fire in the grate, begins to smoulder.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

flames flicker and ashes fall

 

 

 

your eyes wonder from ceiling to wall

 

 

 

its coming to the end of a very long day

 

 

 

you close your eyes, goodnight I say

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dreams flicker, reality stays

 

 

 

You're watching, you're waiting, counting the days

 

 

 

A moment, a second, could change your life,

 

 

 

It just takes time to keep your dreams at bay

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

happy king, smiling queen

 

 

 

remnents of a long lost dream

 

 

 

a hope that fades like a flame in a fire

 

 

 

as your imagination begins to tire

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As you feel, soon the dream will end.

 

 

 

As your creativity is about to bend,

 

 

 

With a lot of luck, and pixie dust.

 

 

 

If one doesn̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t work the other must

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Where dreams, are reality

 

 

 

And reality, a dream

 

 

 

Where all you need is vitality

 

 

 

Just you, any your team

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Laughing face crying eye

 

 

 

Waving hand as we say goodbye

 

 

 

With fire in my blood and a song in my heart

 

 

 

The dreamers, we're off, for a clean new start.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This fantasy realm, of elves and dwarves

 

 

 

Take away your breath, making a small pause.

 

 

 

This is the way you see my lad,

 

 

 

To keep your heart away from the bad.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The elves they float on enchanted ground

 

 

 

Graceful and beautiful - it's magic they've found

 

 

 

Cunning and deceitful though they know what is right,

 

 

 

Golden blonde hair, it shines in the light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the dwarves they are short, they are stout, they are bauld.

 

 

 

well kept caves, away from the cold.

 

 

 

sharp battle axes, and tempers short

 

 

 

a trusty friend, and one very well tought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The unicorns, the nympths, of shimmering thought,

 

 

 

The knights, the fights, of the royal court,

 

 

 

A merchant's bargain sold at last resort,

 

 

 

Every colour, every shape,our imagination sought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But, as adults we all know, its only our thoughts keeping them their,

 

 

 

whilst our dear children, stop and then stare.

 

 

 

They are to be children, in this humble land.

 

 

 

What is better, they get to play in the sand.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The waves rise. Like the sun. Across the horizen.

 

 

 

The fiend stares across. Humbug. His eyes despisen.

 

 

 

Bah. No one notices. This time for enjoyment, will not wilt.

 

 

 

As they play. The way childern do. You pull up the quilt.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He starts to hunger, forever more.

 

 

 

his bin, with only an apple core.

 

 

 

His stomach growls, as he waits for his pray

 

 

 

and he pokes at his fireplace, made of clay.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A snap.

 

 

 

A crack.

 

 

 

An animal in the traps.

 

 

 

Soon eaten. Tied in wraps.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

all the while, innocents play on the beach.

 

 

 

whilst the daemon prepares his leech.

 

 

 

he plans and schemes to murder the all,

 

 

 

yet, he is near his downfall.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

a battle begins on a blanket of snow

 

 

 

purity, virtue and innocence go

 

 

 

to fight for the freedom of a long lost soul

 

 

 

whilst the winds of change take their tole

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As time moves on. So must we all.

 

 

 

Death glance upon. Like statues, tall.

 

 

 

We get closer to it. Each passing breath.

 

 

 

Advancing until. There is nothing left.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

death, something we can't attempt to deny

 

 

 

death, something we'll never defy

 

 

 

somehow closer to our hearts than life

 

 

 

oh how human minds are consumed by strife

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Life of pure. Life of dark.

 

 

 

Life of a kind, found in a park.

 

 

 

Love keeps it warm.

 

 

 

Hate keeps it torn.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So when your mum wants a hug

 

 

 

When your baby sister's scared of the bugs,

 

 

 

Or even when your tore your dad's favourite rug

 

 

 

I hope you can only find... love.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That love of bold.

 

 

 

The hate of cold.

 

 

 

Spread the love.

 

 

 

Like a fire doth.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

'I love you,' are words we hear

 

 

 

Alot, and to my heart is near,

 

 

 

The warmth when you hold me tight in your arms,

 

 

 

I'm safe, I'm glad, I'm away from all harm

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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I see...can you log on to msn then...=p

 

 

 

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Smiling kid fluttering tree

 

 

 

Waving flower buzzing bee

 

 

 

Delight in nature all around

 

 

 

Doesn't take much to be able to see.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Crashing waterfall, soaring bird.

 

 

 

Floating lily, magic word.

 

 

 

Powerful feeling, connect us too.

 

 

 

What emotions are in you?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I feel the loneliness, feel the pain,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the gentle moon wane,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the sun say goodnight,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the world without light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Take out the packet, the happines in twisted plastic

 

 

 

Credit card forward, do the cutting, I'm spastic

 

 

 

Desparate escape, that hyper manic state

 

 

 

Tube up the note, and take the bait

 

 

 

Why bother with the long wait?

 

 

 

You'll never feel alone again mate.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yeah, never alone with the thoughts of my mind,

 

 

 

The enlightenment you're trying to find,

 

 

 

Is gone forever now you've taken the short cut

 

 

 

You may be dying inside but it's a chance to unwind...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And now, under the stars I sleep,

 

 

 

Whilst the dying moon, does weep,

 

 

 

My phone credit is running low,

 

 

 

So to top it up I go!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A knock on the door followed by a creak

 

 

 

its your little sister come for a peek

 

 

 

invite her into your soft warm bed

 

 

 

then tuck the covers round her sleepy head

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She giggles, she groans

 

 

 

She whines, and moans!

 

 

 

But soon she falls, asleep on your shoulder

 

 

 

As the fire in the grate, begins to smoulder.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

flames flicker and ashes fall

 

 

 

your eyes wonder from ceiling to wall

 

 

 

its coming to the end of a very long day

 

 

 

you close your eyes, goodnight I say

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dreams flicker, reality stays

 

 

 

You're watching, you're waiting, counting the days

 

 

 

A moment, a second, could change your life,

 

 

 

It just takes time to keep your dreams at bay

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

happy king, smiling queen

 

 

 

remnents of a long lost dream

 

 

 

a hope that fades like a flame in a fire

 

 

 

as your imagination begins to tire

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As you feel, soon the dream will end.

 

 

 

As your creativity is about to bend,

 

 

 

With a lot of luck, and pixie dust.

 

 

 

If one doesn̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t work the other must

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Where dreams, are reality

 

 

 

And reality, a dream

 

 

 

Where all you need is vitality

 

 

 

Just you, any your team

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Laughing face crying eye

 

 

 

Waving hand as we say goodbye

 

 

 

With fire in my blood and a song in my heart

 

 

 

The dreamers, we're off, for a clean new start.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This fantasy realm, of elves and dwarves

 

 

 

Take away your breath, making a small pause.

 

 

 

This is the way you see my lad,

 

 

 

To keep your heart away from the bad.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The elves they float on enchanted ground

 

 

 

Graceful and beautiful - it's magic they've found

 

 

 

Cunning and deceitful though they know what is right,

 

 

 

Golden blonde hair, it shines in the light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the dwarves they are short, they are stout, they are bauld.

 

 

 

well kept caves, away from the cold.

 

 

 

sharp battle axes, and tempers short

 

 

 

a trusty friend, and one very well tought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The unicorns, the nympths, of shimmering thought,

 

 

 

The knights, the fights, of the royal court,

 

 

 

A merchant's bargain sold at last resort,

 

 

 

Every colour, every shape,our imagination sought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But, as adults we all know, its only our thoughts keeping them their,

 

 

 

whilst our dear children, stop and then stare.

 

 

 

They are to be children, in this humble land.

 

 

 

What is better, they get to play in the sand.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The waves rise. Like the sun. Across the horizen.

 

 

 

The fiend stares across. Humbug. His eyes despisen.

 

 

 

Bah. No one notices. This time for enjoyment, will not wilt.

 

 

 

As they play. The way childern do. You pull up the quilt.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He starts to hunger, forever more.

 

 

 

his bin, with only an apple core.

 

 

 

His stomach growls, as he waits for his pray

 

 

 

and he pokes at his fireplace, made of clay.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A snap.

 

 

 

A crack.

 

 

 

An animal in the traps.

 

 

 

Soon eaten. Tied in wraps.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

all the while, innocents play on the beach.

 

 

 

whilst the daemon prepares his leech.

 

 

 

he plans and schemes to murder the all,

 

 

 

yet, he is near his downfall.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

a battle begins on a blanket of snow

 

 

 

purity, virtue and innocence go

 

 

 

to fight for the freedom of a long lost soul

 

 

 

whilst the winds of change take their tole

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As time moves on. So must we all.

 

 

 

Death glance upon. Like statues, tall.

 

 

 

We get closer to it. Each passing breath.

 

 

 

Advancing until. There is nothing left.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

death, something we can't attempt to deny

 

 

 

death, something we'll never defy

 

 

 

somehow closer to our hearts than life

 

 

 

oh how human minds are consumed by strife

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Life of pure. Life of dark.

 

 

 

Life of a kind, found in a park.

 

 

 

Love keeps it warm.

 

 

 

Hate keeps it torn.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So when your mum wants a hug

 

 

 

When your baby sister's scared of the bugs,

 

 

 

Or even when your tore your dad's favourite rug

 

 

 

I hope you can only find... love.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That love of bold.

 

 

 

The hate of cold.

 

 

 

Spread the love.

 

 

 

Like a fire doth.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

'I love you,' are words we hear

 

 

 

Alot, and to my heart is near,

 

 

 

The warmth when you hold me tight in your arms,

 

 

 

I'm safe, I'm glad, I'm away from all harm

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then again, you pull away.

 

 

 

As our live, does being to fray.

 

 

 

A shout here. A shout there.

 

 

 

And suddenly our love lies thread-bare.

Well I knew you wouldn't agree. I know how you hate facing facts.

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Smiling kid fluttering tree

 

 

 

Waving flower buzzing bee

 

 

 

Delight in nature all around

 

 

 

Doesn't take much to be able to see.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Crashing waterfall, soaring bird.

 

 

 

Floating lily, magic word.

 

 

 

Powerful feeling, connect us too.

 

 

 

What emotions are in you?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I feel the loneliness, feel the pain,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the gentle moon wane,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the sun say goodnight,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the world without light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Take out the packet, the happines in twisted plastic

 

 

 

Credit card forward, do the cutting, I'm spastic

 

 

 

Desparate escape, that hyper manic state

 

 

 

Tube up the note, and take the bait

 

 

 

Why bother with the long wait?

 

 

 

You'll never feel alone again mate.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yeah, never alone with the thoughts of my mind,

 

 

 

The enlightenment you're trying to find,

 

 

 

Is gone forever now you've taken the short cut

 

 

 

You may be dying inside but it's a chance to unwind...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And now, under the stars I sleep,

 

 

 

Whilst the dying moon, does weep,

 

 

 

My phone credit is running low,

 

 

 

So to top it up I go!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A knock on the door followed by a creak

 

 

 

its your little sister come for a peek

 

 

 

invite her into your soft warm bed

 

 

 

then tuck the covers round her sleepy head

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She giggles, she groans

 

 

 

She whines, and moans!

 

 

 

But soon she falls, asleep on your shoulder

 

 

 

As the fire in the grate, begins to smoulder.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

flames flicker and ashes fall

 

 

 

your eyes wonder from ceiling to wall

 

 

 

its coming to the end of a very long day

 

 

 

you close your eyes, goodnight I say

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dreams flicker, reality stays

 

 

 

You're watching, you're waiting, counting the days

 

 

 

A moment, a second, could change your life,

 

 

 

It just takes time to keep your dreams at bay

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

happy king, smiling queen

 

 

 

remnents of a long lost dream

 

 

 

a hope that fades like a flame in a fire

 

 

 

as your imagination begins to tire

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As you feel, soon the dream will end.

 

 

 

As your creativity is about to bend,

 

 

 

With a lot of luck, and pixie dust.

 

 

 

If one doesn̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t work the other must

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Where dreams, are reality

 

 

 

And reality, a dream

 

 

 

Where all you need is vitality

 

 

 

Just you, any your team

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Laughing face crying eye

 

 

 

Waving hand as we say goodbye

 

 

 

With fire in my blood and a song in my heart

 

 

 

The dreamers, we're off, for a clean new start.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This fantasy realm, of elves and dwarves

 

 

 

Take away your breath, making a small pause.

 

 

 

This is the way you see my lad,

 

 

 

To keep your heart away from the bad.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The elves they float on enchanted ground

 

 

 

Graceful and beautiful - it's magic they've found

 

 

 

Cunning and deceitful though they know what is right,

 

 

 

Golden blonde hair, it shines in the light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the dwarves they are short, they are stout, they are bauld.

 

 

 

well kept caves, away from the cold.

 

 

 

sharp battle axes, and tempers short

 

 

 

a trusty friend, and one very well tought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The unicorns, the nympths, of shimmering thought,

 

 

 

The knights, the fights, of the royal court,

 

 

 

A merchant's bargain sold at last resort,

 

 

 

Every colour, every shape,our imagination sought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But, as adults we all know, its only our thoughts keeping them their,

 

 

 

whilst our dear children, stop and then stare.

 

 

 

They are to be children, in this humble land.

 

 

 

What is better, they get to play in the sand.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The waves rise. Like the sun. Across the horizen.

 

 

 

The fiend stares across. Humbug. His eyes despisen.

 

 

 

Bah. No one notices. This time for enjoyment, will not wilt.

 

 

 

As they play. The way childern do. You pull up the quilt.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He starts to hunger, forever more.

 

 

 

his bin, with only an apple core.

 

 

 

His stomach growls, as he waits for his pray

 

 

 

and he pokes at his fireplace, made of clay.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A snap.

 

 

 

A crack.

 

 

 

An animal in the traps.

 

 

 

Soon eaten. Tied in wraps.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

all the while, innocents play on the beach.

 

 

 

whilst the daemon prepares his leech.

 

 

 

he plans and schemes to murder the all,

 

 

 

yet, he is near his downfall.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

a battle begins on a blanket of snow

 

 

 

purity, virtue and innocence go

 

 

 

to fight for the freedom of a long lost soul

 

 

 

whilst the winds of change take their tole

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As time moves on. So must we all.

 

 

 

Death glance upon. Like statues, tall.

 

 

 

We get closer to it. Each passing breath.

 

 

 

Advancing until. There is nothing left.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

death, something we can't attempt to deny

 

 

 

death, something we'll never defy

 

 

 

somehow closer to our hearts than life

 

 

 

oh how human minds are consumed by strife

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Life of pure. Life of dark.

 

 

 

Life of a kind, found in a park.

 

 

 

Love keeps it warm.

 

 

 

Hate keeps it torn.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So when your mum wants a hug

 

 

 

When your baby sister's scared of the bugs,

 

 

 

Or even when your tore your dad's favourite rug

 

 

 

I hope you can only find... love.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That love of bold.

 

 

 

The hate of cold.

 

 

 

Spread the love.

 

 

 

Like a fire doth.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

'I love you,' are words we hear

 

 

 

Alot, and to my heart is near,

 

 

 

The warmth when you hold me tight in your arms,

 

 

 

I'm safe, I'm glad, I'm away from all harm

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then again, you pull away.

 

 

 

As our live, does being to fray.

 

 

 

A shout here. A shout there.

 

 

 

And suddenly our love lies thread-bare.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

but deep down, we still care,

 

 

 

and when we see them, we stop and stare.

 

 

 

they have moved on, breaking your heart.

 

 

 

leaving you in despair

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Smiling kid fluttering tree

 

 

 

Waving flower buzzing bee

 

 

 

Delight in nature all around

 

 

 

Doesn't take much to be able to see.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Crashing waterfall, soaring bird.

 

 

 

Floating lily, magic word.

 

 

 

Powerful feeling, connect us too.

 

 

 

What emotions are in you?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I feel the loneliness, feel the pain,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the gentle moon wane,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the sun say goodnight,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the world without light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Take out the packet, the happines in twisted plastic

 

 

 

Credit card forward, do the cutting, I'm spastic

 

 

 

Desparate escape, that hyper manic state

 

 

 

Tube up the note, and take the bait

 

 

 

Why bother with the long wait?

 

 

 

You'll never feel alone again mate.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yeah, never alone with the thoughts of my mind,

 

 

 

The enlightenment you're trying to find,

 

 

 

Is gone forever now you've taken the short cut

 

 

 

You may be dying inside but it's a chance to unwind...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And now, under the stars I sleep,

 

 

 

Whilst the dying moon, does weep,

 

 

 

My phone credit is running low,

 

 

 

So to top it up I go!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A knock on the door followed by a creak

 

 

 

its your little sister come for a peek

 

 

 

invite her into your soft warm bed

 

 

 

then tuck the covers round her sleepy head

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She giggles, she groans

 

 

 

She whines, and moans!

 

 

 

But soon she falls, asleep on your shoulder

 

 

 

As the fire in the grate, begins to smoulder.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

flames flicker and ashes fall

 

 

 

your eyes wonder from ceiling to wall

 

 

 

its coming to the end of a very long day

 

 

 

you close your eyes, goodnight I say

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dreams flicker, reality stays

 

 

 

You're watching, you're waiting, counting the days

 

 

 

A moment, a second, could change your life,

 

 

 

It just takes time to keep your dreams at bay

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

happy king, smiling queen

 

 

 

remnents of a long lost dream

 

 

 

a hope that fades like a flame in a fire

 

 

 

as your imagination begins to tire

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As you feel, soon the dream will end.

 

 

 

As your creativity is about to bend,

 

 

 

With a lot of luck, and pixie dust.

 

 

 

If one doesn̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t work the other must

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Where dreams, are reality

 

 

 

And reality, a dream

 

 

 

Where all you need is vitality

 

 

 

Just you, any your team

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Laughing face crying eye

 

 

 

Waving hand as we say goodbye

 

 

 

With fire in my blood and a song in my heart

 

 

 

The dreamers, we're off, for a clean new start.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This fantasy realm, of elves and dwarves

 

 

 

Take away your breath, making a small pause.

 

 

 

This is the way you see my lad,

 

 

 

To keep your heart away from the bad.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The elves they float on enchanted ground

 

 

 

Graceful and beautiful - it's magic they've found

 

 

 

Cunning and deceitful though they know what is right,

 

 

 

Golden blonde hair, it shines in the light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the dwarves they are short, they are stout, they are bauld.

 

 

 

well kept caves, away from the cold.

 

 

 

sharp battle axes, and tempers short

 

 

 

a trusty friend, and one very well tought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The unicorns, the nympths, of shimmering thought,

 

 

 

The knights, the fights, of the royal court,

 

 

 

A merchant's bargain sold at last resort,

 

 

 

Every colour, every shape,our imagination sought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But, as adults we all know, its only our thoughts keeping them their,

 

 

 

whilst our dear children, stop and then stare.

 

 

 

They are to be children, in this humble land.

 

 

 

What is better, they get to play in the sand.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The waves rise. Like the sun. Across the horizen.

 

 

 

The fiend stares across. Humbug. His eyes despisen.

 

 

 

Bah. No one notices. This time for enjoyment, will not wilt.

 

 

 

As they play. The way childern do. You pull up the quilt.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He starts to hunger, forever more.

 

 

 

his bin, with only an apple core.

 

 

 

His stomach growls, as he waits for his pray

 

 

 

and he pokes at his fireplace, made of clay.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A snap.

 

 

 

A crack.

 

 

 

An animal in the traps.

 

 

 

Soon eaten. Tied in wraps.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

all the while, innocents play on the beach.

 

 

 

whilst the daemon prepares his leech.

 

 

 

he plans and schemes to murder the all,

 

 

 

yet, he is near his downfall.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

a battle begins on a blanket of snow

 

 

 

purity, virtue and innocence go

 

 

 

to fight for the freedom of a long lost soul

 

 

 

whilst the winds of change take their tole

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As time moves on. So must we all.

 

 

 

Death glance upon. Like statues, tall.

 

 

 

We get closer to it. Each passing breath.

 

 

 

Advancing until. There is nothing left.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

death, something we can't attempt to deny

 

 

 

death, something we'll never defy

 

 

 

somehow closer to our hearts than life

 

 

 

oh how human minds are consumed by strife

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Life of pure. Life of dark.

 

 

 

Life of a kind, found in a park.

 

 

 

Love keeps it warm.

 

 

 

Hate keeps it torn.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So when your mum wants a hug

 

 

 

When your baby sister's scared of the bugs,

 

 

 

Or even when your tore your dad's favourite rug

 

 

 

I hope you can only find... love.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That love of bold.

 

 

 

The hate of cold.

 

 

 

Spread the love.

 

 

 

Like a fire doth.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

'I love you,' are words we hear

 

 

 

Alot, and to my heart is near,

 

 

 

The warmth when you hold me tight in your arms,

 

 

 

I'm safe, I'm glad, I'm away from all harm

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then again, you pull away.

 

 

 

As our live, does being to fray.

 

 

 

A shout here. A shout there.

 

 

 

And suddenly our love lies thread-bare.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

but deep down, we still care,

 

 

 

and when we see them, we stop and stare.

 

 

 

they have moved on, breaking your heart.

 

 

 

leaving you in despair

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You opened your heart. To love and care.

 

 

 

Chilled winds whip. Though this once safe lair.

 

 

 

Like a sword. It dashes you to pieces.

 

 

 

While he runs free. Free to keep its leases.

Well I knew you wouldn't agree. I know how you hate facing facts.

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Smiling kid fluttering tree

 

 

 

Waving flower buzzing bee

 

 

 

Delight in nature all around

 

 

 

Doesn't take much to be able to see.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Crashing waterfall, soaring bird.

 

 

 

Floating lily, magic word.

 

 

 

Powerful feeling, connect us too.

 

 

 

What emotions are in you?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I feel the loneliness, feel the pain,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the gentle moon wane,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the sun say goodnight,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the world without light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Take out the packet, the happines in twisted plastic

 

 

 

Credit card forward, do the cutting, I'm spastic

 

 

 

Desparate escape, that hyper manic state

 

 

 

Tube up the note, and take the bait

 

 

 

Why bother with the long wait?

 

 

 

You'll never feel alone again mate.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yeah, never alone with the thoughts of my mind,

 

 

 

The enlightenment you're trying to find,

 

 

 

Is gone forever now you've taken the short cut

 

 

 

You may be dying inside but it's a chance to unwind...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And now, under the stars I sleep,

 

 

 

Whilst the dying moon, does weep,

 

 

 

My phone credit is running low,

 

 

 

So to top it up I go!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A knock on the door followed by a creak

 

 

 

its your little sister come for a peek

 

 

 

invite her into your soft warm bed

 

 

 

then tuck the covers round her sleepy head

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She giggles, she groans

 

 

 

She whines, and moans!

 

 

 

But soon she falls, asleep on your shoulder

 

 

 

As the fire in the grate, begins to smoulder.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

flames flicker and ashes fall

 

 

 

your eyes wonder from ceiling to wall

 

 

 

its coming to the end of a very long day

 

 

 

you close your eyes, goodnight I say

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dreams flicker, reality stays

 

 

 

You're watching, you're waiting, counting the days

 

 

 

A moment, a second, could change your life,

 

 

 

It just takes time to keep your dreams at bay

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

happy king, smiling queen

 

 

 

remnents of a long lost dream

 

 

 

a hope that fades like a flame in a fire

 

 

 

as your imagination begins to tire

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As you feel, soon the dream will end.

 

 

 

As your creativity is about to bend,

 

 

 

With a lot of luck, and pixie dust.

 

 

 

If one doesn̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t work the other must

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Where dreams, are reality

 

 

 

And reality, a dream

 

 

 

Where all you need is vitality

 

 

 

Just you, any your team

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Laughing face crying eye

 

 

 

Waving hand as we say goodbye

 

 

 

With fire in my blood and a song in my heart

 

 

 

The dreamers, we're off, for a clean new start.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This fantasy realm, of elves and dwarves

 

 

 

Take away your breath, making a small pause.

 

 

 

This is the way you see my lad,

 

 

 

To keep your heart away from the bad.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The elves they float on enchanted ground

 

 

 

Graceful and beautiful - it's magic they've found

 

 

 

Cunning and deceitful though they know what is right,

 

 

 

Golden blonde hair, it shines in the light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the dwarves they are short, they are stout, they are bauld.

 

 

 

well kept caves, away from the cold.

 

 

 

sharp battle axes, and tempers short

 

 

 

a trusty friend, and one very well tought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The unicorns, the nympths, of shimmering thought,

 

 

 

The knights, the fights, of the royal court,

 

 

 

A merchant's bargain sold at last resort,

 

 

 

Every colour, every shape,our imagination sought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But, as adults we all know, its only our thoughts keeping them their,

 

 

 

whilst our dear children, stop and then stare.

 

 

 

They are to be children, in this humble land.

 

 

 

What is better, they get to play in the sand.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The waves rise. Like the sun. Across the horizen.

 

 

 

The fiend stares across. Humbug. His eyes despisen.

 

 

 

Bah. No one notices. This time for enjoyment, will not wilt.

 

 

 

As they play. The way childern do. You pull up the quilt.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He starts to hunger, forever more.

 

 

 

his bin, with only an apple core.

 

 

 

His stomach growls, as he waits for his pray

 

 

 

and he pokes at his fireplace, made of clay.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A snap.

 

 

 

A crack.

 

 

 

An animal in the traps.

 

 

 

Soon eaten. Tied in wraps.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

all the while, innocents play on the beach.

 

 

 

whilst the daemon prepares his leech.

 

 

 

he plans and schemes to murder the all,

 

 

 

yet, he is near his downfall.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

a battle begins on a blanket of snow

 

 

 

purity, virtue and innocence go

 

 

 

to fight for the freedom of a long lost soul

 

 

 

whilst the winds of change take their tole

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As time moves on. So must we all.

 

 

 

Death glance upon. Like statues, tall.

 

 

 

We get closer to it. Each passing breath.

 

 

 

Advancing until. There is nothing left.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

death, something we can't attempt to deny

 

 

 

death, something we'll never defy

 

 

 

somehow closer to our hearts than life

 

 

 

oh how human minds are consumed by strife

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Life of pure. Life of dark.

 

 

 

Life of a kind, found in a park.

 

 

 

Love keeps it warm.

 

 

 

Hate keeps it torn.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So when your mum wants a hug

 

 

 

When your baby sister's scared of the bugs,

 

 

 

Or even when your tore your dad's favourite rug

 

 

 

I hope you can only find... love.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That love of bold.

 

 

 

The hate of cold.

 

 

 

Spread the love.

 

 

 

Like a fire doth.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

'I love you,' are words we hear

 

 

 

Alot, and to my heart is near,

 

 

 

The warmth when you hold me tight in your arms,

 

 

 

I'm safe, I'm glad, I'm away from all harm

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then again, you pull away.

 

 

 

As our live, does being to fray.

 

 

 

A shout here. A shout there.

 

 

 

And suddenly our love lies thread-bare.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

but deep down, we still care,

 

 

 

and when we see them, we stop and stare.

 

 

 

they have moved on, breaking your heart.

 

 

 

leaving you in despair

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You opened your heart. To love and care.

 

 

 

Chilled winds whip. Though this once safe lair.

 

 

 

Like a sword. It dashes you to pieces.

 

 

 

While he runs free. Free to keep its leases.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yet you still walk on. In this world of hate

 

 

 

Brittle Piece of Bone. All alone. Trying to Find. Never Know

 

 

 

Love drives you on. Hollow though

 

 

 

And it continues on. Worse than any blow

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Smiling kid fluttering tree

 

 

 

Waving flower buzzing bee

 

 

 

Delight in nature all around

 

 

 

Doesn't take much to be able to see.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Crashing waterfall, soaring bird.

 

 

 

Floating lily, magic word.

 

 

 

Powerful feeling, connect us too.

 

 

 

What emotions are in you?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I feel the loneliness, feel the pain,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the gentle moon wane,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the sun say goodnight,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the world without light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Take out the packet, the happines in twisted plastic

 

 

 

Credit card forward, do the cutting, I'm spastic

 

 

 

Desparate escape, that hyper manic state

 

 

 

Tube up the note, and take the bait

 

 

 

Why bother with the long wait?

 

 

 

You'll never feel alone again mate.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yeah, never alone with the thoughts of my mind,

 

 

 

The enlightenment you're trying to find,

 

 

 

Is gone forever now you've taken the short cut

 

 

 

You may be dying inside but it's a chance to unwind...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And now, under the stars I sleep,

 

 

 

Whilst the dying moon, does weep,

 

 

 

My phone credit is running low,

 

 

 

So to top it up I go!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A knock on the door followed by a creak

 

 

 

its your little sister come for a peek

 

 

 

invite her into your soft warm bed

 

 

 

then tuck the covers round her sleepy head

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She giggles, she groans

 

 

 

She whines, and moans!

 

 

 

But soon she falls, asleep on your shoulder

 

 

 

As the fire in the grate, begins to smoulder.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

flames flicker and ashes fall

 

 

 

your eyes wonder from ceiling to wall

 

 

 

its coming to the end of a very long day

 

 

 

you close your eyes, goodnight I say

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dreams flicker, reality stays

 

 

 

You're watching, you're waiting, counting the days

 

 

 

A moment, a second, could change your life,

 

 

 

It just takes time to keep your dreams at bay

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

happy king, smiling queen

 

 

 

remnents of a long lost dream

 

 

 

a hope that fades like a flame in a fire

 

 

 

as your imagination begins to tire

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As you feel, soon the dream will end.

 

 

 

As your creativity is about to bend,

 

 

 

With a lot of luck, and pixie dust.

 

 

 

If one doesn̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t work the other must

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Where dreams, are reality

 

 

 

And reality, a dream

 

 

 

Where all you need is vitality

 

 

 

Just you, any your team

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Laughing face crying eye

 

 

 

Waving hand as we say goodbye

 

 

 

With fire in my blood and a song in my heart

 

 

 

The dreamers, we're off, for a clean new start.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This fantasy realm, of elves and dwarves

 

 

 

Take away your breath, making a small pause.

 

 

 

This is the way you see my lad,

 

 

 

To keep your heart away from the bad.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The elves they float on enchanted ground

 

 

 

Graceful and beautiful - it's magic they've found

 

 

 

Cunning and deceitful though they know what is right,

 

 

 

Golden blonde hair, it shines in the light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the dwarves they are short, they are stout, they are bauld.

 

 

 

well kept caves, away from the cold.

 

 

 

sharp battle axes, and tempers short

 

 

 

a trusty friend, and one very well tought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The unicorns, the nympths, of shimmering thought,

 

 

 

The knights, the fights, of the royal court,

 

 

 

A merchant's bargain sold at last resort,

 

 

 

Every colour, every shape,our imagination sought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But, as adults we all know, its only our thoughts keeping them their,

 

 

 

whilst our dear children, stop and then stare.

 

 

 

They are to be children, in this humble land.

 

 

 

What is better, they get to play in the sand.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The waves rise. Like the sun. Across the horizen.

 

 

 

The fiend stares across. Humbug. His eyes despisen.

 

 

 

Bah. No one notices. This time for enjoyment, will not wilt.

 

 

 

As they play. The way childern do. You pull up the quilt.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He starts to hunger, forever more.

 

 

 

his bin, with only an apple core.

 

 

 

His stomach growls, as he waits for his pray

 

 

 

and he pokes at his fireplace, made of clay.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A snap.

 

 

 

A crack.

 

 

 

An animal in the traps.

 

 

 

Soon eaten. Tied in wraps.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

all the while, innocents play on the beach.

 

 

 

whilst the daemon prepares his leech.

 

 

 

he plans and schemes to murder the all,

 

 

 

yet, he is near his downfall.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

a battle begins on a blanket of snow

 

 

 

purity, virtue and innocence go

 

 

 

to fight for the freedom of a long lost soul

 

 

 

whilst the winds of change take their tole

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As time moves on. So must we all.

 

 

 

Death glance upon. Like statues, tall.

 

 

 

We get closer to it. Each passing breath.

 

 

 

Advancing until. There is nothing left.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

death, something we can't attempt to deny

 

 

 

death, something we'll never defy

 

 

 

somehow closer to our hearts than life

 

 

 

oh how human minds are consumed by strife

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Life of pure. Life of dark.

 

 

 

Life of a kind, found in a park.

 

 

 

Love keeps it warm.

 

 

 

Hate keeps it torn.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So when your mum wants a hug

 

 

 

When your baby sister's scared of the bugs,

 

 

 

Or even when your tore your dad's favourite rug

 

 

 

I hope you can only find... love.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That love of bold.

 

 

 

The hate of cold.

 

 

 

Spread the love.

 

 

 

Like a fire doth.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

'I love you,' are words we hear

 

 

 

Alot, and to my heart is near,

 

 

 

The warmth when you hold me tight in your arms,

 

 

 

I'm safe, I'm glad, I'm away from all harm

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then again, you pull away.

 

 

 

As our live, does being to fray.

 

 

 

A shout here. A shout there.

 

 

 

And suddenly our love lies thread-bare.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

but deep down, we still care,

 

 

 

and when we see them, we stop and stare.

 

 

 

they have moved on, breaking your heart.

 

 

 

leaving you in despair

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You opened your heart. To love and care.

 

 

 

Chilled winds whip. Though this once safe lair.

 

 

 

Like a sword. It dashes you to pieces.

 

 

 

While he runs free. Free to keep its leases.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yet you still walk on. In this world of hate

 

 

 

Brittle Piece of Bone. All alone. Trying to Find. Never Know

 

 

 

Love drives you on. Hollow though

 

 

 

And it continues on. Worse than any blow

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I live this heart of hearts.

 

 

 

I pull the cart of carts.

 

 

 

For I am in love.

 

 

 

I'l give hate the shove.

Well I knew you wouldn't agree. I know how you hate facing facts.

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Smiling kid fluttering tree

 

 

 

Waving flower buzzing bee

 

 

 

Delight in nature all around

 

 

 

Doesn't take much to be able to see.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Crashing waterfall, soaring bird.

 

 

 

Floating lily, magic word.

 

 

 

Powerful feeling, connect us too.

 

 

 

What emotions are in you?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I feel the loneliness, feel the pain,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the gentle moon wane,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the sun say goodnight,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the world without light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Take out the packet, the happines in twisted plastic

 

 

 

Credit card forward, do the cutting, I'm spastic

 

 

 

Desparate escape, that hyper manic state

 

 

 

Tube up the note, and take the bait

 

 

 

Why bother with the long wait?

 

 

 

You'll never feel alone again mate.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yeah, never alone with the thoughts of my mind,

 

 

 

The enlightenment you're trying to find,

 

 

 

Is gone forever now you've taken the short cut

 

 

 

You may be dying inside but it's a chance to unwind...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And now, under the stars I sleep,

 

 

 

Whilst the dying moon, does weep,

 

 

 

My phone credit is running low,

 

 

 

So to top it up I go!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A knock on the door followed by a creak

 

 

 

its your little sister come for a peek

 

 

 

invite her into your soft warm bed

 

 

 

then tuck the covers round her sleepy head

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She giggles, she groans

 

 

 

She whines, and moans!

 

 

 

But soon she falls, asleep on your shoulder

 

 

 

As the fire in the grate, begins to smoulder.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

flames flicker and ashes fall

 

 

 

your eyes wonder from ceiling to wall

 

 

 

its coming to the end of a very long day

 

 

 

you close your eyes, goodnight I say

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dreams flicker, reality stays

 

 

 

You're watching, you're waiting, counting the days

 

 

 

A moment, a second, could change your life,

 

 

 

It just takes time to keep your dreams at bay

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

happy king, smiling queen

 

 

 

remnents of a long lost dream

 

 

 

a hope that fades like a flame in a fire

 

 

 

as your imagination begins to tire

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As you feel, soon the dream will end.

 

 

 

As your creativity is about to bend,

 

 

 

With a lot of luck, and pixie dust.

 

 

 

If one doesn̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t work the other must

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Where dreams, are reality

 

 

 

And reality, a dream

 

 

 

Where all you need is vitality

 

 

 

Just you, any your team

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Laughing face crying eye

 

 

 

Waving hand as we say goodbye

 

 

 

With fire in my blood and a song in my heart

 

 

 

The dreamers, we're off, for a clean new start.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This fantasy realm, of elves and dwarves

 

 

 

Take away your breath, making a small pause.

 

 

 

This is the way you see my lad,

 

 

 

To keep your heart away from the bad.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The elves they float on enchanted ground

 

 

 

Graceful and beautiful - it's magic they've found

 

 

 

Cunning and deceitful though they know what is right,

 

 

 

Golden blonde hair, it shines in the light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the dwarves they are short, they are stout, they are bauld.

 

 

 

well kept caves, away from the cold.

 

 

 

sharp battle axes, and tempers short

 

 

 

a trusty friend, and one very well tought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The unicorns, the nympths, of shimmering thought,

 

 

 

The knights, the fights, of the royal court,

 

 

 

A merchant's bargain sold at last resort,

 

 

 

Every colour, every shape,our imagination sought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But, as adults we all know, its only our thoughts keeping them their,

 

 

 

whilst our dear children, stop and then stare.

 

 

 

They are to be children, in this humble land.

 

 

 

What is better, they get to play in the sand.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The waves rise. Like the sun. Across the horizen.

 

 

 

The fiend stares across. Humbug. His eyes despisen.

 

 

 

Bah. No one notices. This time for enjoyment, will not wilt.

 

 

 

As they play. The way childern do. You pull up the quilt.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He starts to hunger, forever more.

 

 

 

his bin, with only an apple core.

 

 

 

His stomach growls, as he waits for his pray

 

 

 

and he pokes at his fireplace, made of clay.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A snap.

 

 

 

A crack.

 

 

 

An animal in the traps.

 

 

 

Soon eaten. Tied in wraps.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

all the while, innocents play on the beach.

 

 

 

whilst the daemon prepares his leech.

 

 

 

he plans and schemes to murder the all,

 

 

 

yet, he is near his downfall.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

a battle begins on a blanket of snow

 

 

 

purity, virtue and innocence go

 

 

 

to fight for the freedom of a long lost soul

 

 

 

whilst the winds of change take their tole

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As time moves on. So must we all.

 

 

 

Death glance upon. Like statues, tall.

 

 

 

We get closer to it. Each passing breath.

 

 

 

Advancing until. There is nothing left.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

death, something we can't attempt to deny

 

 

 

death, something we'll never defy

 

 

 

somehow closer to our hearts than life

 

 

 

oh how human minds are consumed by strife

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Life of pure. Life of dark.

 

 

 

Life of a kind, found in a park.

 

 

 

Love keeps it warm.

 

 

 

Hate keeps it torn.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So when your mum wants a hug

 

 

 

When your baby sister's scared of the bugs,

 

 

 

Or even when your tore your dad's favourite rug

 

 

 

I hope you can only find... love.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That love of bold.

 

 

 

The hate of cold.

 

 

 

Spread the love.

 

 

 

Like a fire doth.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

'I love you,' are words we hear

 

 

 

Alot, and to my heart is near,

 

 

 

The warmth when you hold me tight in your arms,

 

 

 

I'm safe, I'm glad, I'm away from all harm

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then again, you pull away.

 

 

 

As our live, does being to fray.

 

 

 

A shout here. A shout there.

 

 

 

And suddenly our love lies thread-bare.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

but deep down, we still care,

 

 

 

and when we see them, we stop and stare.

 

 

 

they have moved on, breaking your heart.

 

 

 

leaving you in despair

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You opened your heart. To love and care.

 

 

 

Chilled winds whip. Though this once safe lair.

 

 

 

Like a sword. It dashes you to pieces.

 

 

 

While he runs free. Free to keep its leases.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yet you still walk on. In this world of hate

 

 

 

Brittle Piece of Bone. All alone. Trying to Find. Never Know

 

 

 

Love drives you on. Hollow though

 

 

 

And it continues on. Worse than any blow

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I live this heart of hearts.

 

 

 

I pull the cart of carts.

 

 

 

For I am in love.

 

 

 

I'l give hate the shove.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ben and Jerry's

 

 

 

Perferably cherry

 

 

 

Fully mending my heart would be a dream

 

 

 

Since i'm patching it up with cherry ice cream

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Please stop correcting people's work.

 

 

 

Correcting other people's spelling/grammar errors unless they've asked for it, is considered rude. (And especially when the "corrections" themselves aren't correct. :-w )

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Laikrob,

 

 

 

Tip.It Moderator.

You're accusing me of bigotry, how ironic. It's a nice attempt at argument, but your responses are facile and asinine, if not diatribe. Who's arrogant now?

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Smiling kid fluttering tree

 

 

 

Waving flower buzzing bee

 

 

 

Delight in nature all around

 

 

 

Doesn't take much to be able to see.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Crashing waterfall, soaring bird.

 

 

 

Floating lily, magic word.

 

 

 

Powerful feeling, connect us too.

 

 

 

What emotions are in you?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I feel the loneliness, feel the pain,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the gentle moon wane,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the sun say goodnight,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the world without light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Take out the packet, the happines in twisted plastic

 

 

 

Credit card forward, do the cutting, I'm spastic

 

 

 

Desparate escape, that hyper manic state

 

 

 

Tube up the note, and take the bait

 

 

 

Why bother with the long wait?

 

 

 

You'll never feel alone again mate.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yeah, never alone with the thoughts of my mind,

 

 

 

The enlightenment you're trying to find,

 

 

 

Is gone forever now you've taken the short cut

 

 

 

You may be dying inside but it's a chance to unwind...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And now, under the stars I sleep,

 

 

 

Whilst the dying moon, does weep,

 

 

 

My phone credit is running low,

 

 

 

So to top it up I go!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A knock on the door followed by a creak

 

 

 

its your little sister come for a peek

 

 

 

invite her into your soft warm bed

 

 

 

then tuck the covers round her sleepy head

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She giggles, she groans

 

 

 

She whines, and moans!

 

 

 

But soon she falls, asleep on your shoulder

 

 

 

As the fire in the grate, begins to smoulder.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

flames flicker and ashes fall

 

 

 

your eyes wonder from ceiling to wall

 

 

 

its coming to the end of a very long day

 

 

 

you close your eyes, goodnight I say

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dreams flicker, reality stays

 

 

 

You're watching, you're waiting, counting the days

 

 

 

A moment, a second, could change your life,

 

 

 

It just takes time to keep your dreams at bay

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

happy king, smiling queen

 

 

 

remnents of a long lost dream

 

 

 

a hope that fades like a flame in a fire

 

 

 

as your imagination begins to tire

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As you feel, soon the dream will end.

 

 

 

As your creativity is about to bend,

 

 

 

With a lot of luck, and pixie dust.

 

 

 

If one doesn̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t work the other must

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Where dreams, are reality

 

 

 

And reality, a dream

 

 

 

Where all you need is vitality

 

 

 

Just you, any your team

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Laughing face crying eye

 

 

 

Waving hand as we say goodbye

 

 

 

With fire in my blood and a song in my heart

 

 

 

The dreamers, we're off, for a clean new start.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This fantasy realm, of elves and dwarves

 

 

 

Take away your breath, making a small pause.

 

 

 

This is the way you see my lad,

 

 

 

To keep your heart away from the bad.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The elves they float on enchanted ground

 

 

 

Graceful and beautiful - it's magic they've found

 

 

 

Cunning and deceitful though they know what is right,

 

 

 

Golden blonde hair, it shines in the light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the dwarves they are short, they are stout, they are bauld.

 

 

 

well kept caves, away from the cold.

 

 

 

sharp battle axes, and tempers short

 

 

 

a trusty friend, and one very well tought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The unicorns, the nympths, of shimmering thought,

 

 

 

The knights, the fights, of the royal court,

 

 

 

A merchant's bargain sold at last resort,

 

 

 

Every colour, every shape,our imagination sought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But, as adults we all know, its only our thoughts keeping them their,

 

 

 

whilst our dear children, stop and then stare.

 

 

 

They are to be children, in this humble land.

 

 

 

What is better, they get to play in the sand.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The waves rise. Like the sun. Across the horizen.

 

 

 

The fiend stares across. Humbug. His eyes despisen.

 

 

 

Bah. No one notices. This time for enjoyment, will not wilt.

 

 

 

As they play. The way childern do. You pull up the quilt.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He starts to hunger, forever more.

 

 

 

his bin, with only an apple core.

 

 

 

His stomach growls, as he waits for his pray

 

 

 

and he pokes at his fireplace, made of clay.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A snap.

 

 

 

A crack.

 

 

 

An animal in the traps.

 

 

 

Soon eaten. Tied in wraps.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

all the while, innocents play on the beach.

 

 

 

whilst the daemon prepares his leech.

 

 

 

he plans and schemes to murder the all,

 

 

 

yet, he is near his downfall.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

a battle begins on a blanket of snow

 

 

 

purity, virtue and innocence go

 

 

 

to fight for the freedom of a long lost soul

 

 

 

whilst the winds of change take their tole

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As time moves on. So must we all.

 

 

 

Death glance upon. Like statues, tall.

 

 

 

We get closer to it. Each passing breath.

 

 

 

Advancing until. There is nothing left.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

death, something we can't attempt to deny

 

 

 

death, something we'll never defy

 

 

 

somehow closer to our hearts than life

 

 

 

oh how human minds are consumed by strife

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Life of pure. Life of dark.

 

 

 

Life of a kind, found in a park.

 

 

 

Love keeps it warm.

 

 

 

Hate keeps it torn.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So when your mum wants a hug

 

 

 

When your baby sister's scared of the bugs,

 

 

 

Or even when your tore your dad's favourite rug

 

 

 

I hope you can only find... love.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That love of bold.

 

 

 

The hate of cold.

 

 

 

Spread the love.

 

 

 

Like a fire doth.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

'I love you,' are words we hear

 

 

 

Alot, and to my heart is near,

 

 

 

The warmth when you hold me tight in your arms,

 

 

 

I'm safe, I'm glad, I'm away from all harm

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then again, you pull away.

 

 

 

As our live, does being to fray.

 

 

 

A shout here. A shout there.

 

 

 

And suddenly our love lies thread-bare.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

but deep down, we still care,

 

 

 

and when we see them, we stop and stare.

 

 

 

they have moved on, breaking your heart.

 

 

 

leaving you in despair

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You opened your heart. To love and care.

 

 

 

Chilled winds whip. Though this once safe lair.

 

 

 

Like a sword. It dashes you to pieces.

 

 

 

While he runs free. Free to keep its leases.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yet you still walk on. In this world of hate

 

 

 

Brittle Piece of Bone. All alone. Trying to Find. Never Know

 

 

 

Love drives you on. Hollow though

 

 

 

And it continues on. Worse than any blow

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I live this heart of hearts.

 

 

 

I pull the cart of carts.

 

 

 

For I am in love.

 

 

 

I'l give hate the shove.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ben and Jerry's

 

 

 

Perferably cherry

 

 

 

Fully mending my heart would be a dream

 

 

 

Since i'm patching it up with cherry ice cream

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

haagen daz is my pleasure

 

 

 

ben&jerry's is my poison

 

 

 

but thats just my view

 

 

 

I won't force it on you

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

______________________

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

sorry i just read through the last verse and it sounds somewhat as though its aimed at someone specific. Its not i just thought it all went kinda well together. :mrgreen:

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Smiling kid fluttering tree

 

 

 

Waving flower buzzing bee

 

 

 

Delight in nature all around

 

 

 

Doesn't take much to be able to see.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Crashing waterfall, soaring bird.

 

 

 

Floating lily, magic word.

 

 

 

Powerful feeling, connect us too.

 

 

 

What emotions are in you?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I feel the loneliness, feel the pain,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the gentle moon wane,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the sun say goodnight,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the world without light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Take out the packet, the happines in twisted plastic

 

 

 

Credit card forward, do the cutting, I'm spastic

 

 

 

Desparate escape, that hyper manic state

 

 

 

Tube up the note, and take the bait

 

 

 

Why bother with the long wait?

 

 

 

You'll never feel alone again mate.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yeah, never alone with the thoughts of my mind,

 

 

 

The enlightenment you're trying to find,

 

 

 

Is gone forever now you've taken the short cut

 

 

 

You may be dying inside but it's a chance to unwind...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And now, under the stars I sleep,

 

 

 

Whilst the dying moon, does weep,

 

 

 

My phone credit is running low,

 

 

 

So to top it up I go!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A knock on the door followed by a creak

 

 

 

its your little sister come for a peek

 

 

 

invite her into your soft warm bed

 

 

 

then tuck the covers round her sleepy head

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She giggles, she groans

 

 

 

She whines, and moans!

 

 

 

But soon she falls, asleep on your shoulder

 

 

 

As the fire in the grate, begins to smoulder.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

flames flicker and ashes fall

 

 

 

your eyes wonder from ceiling to wall

 

 

 

its coming to the end of a very long day

 

 

 

you close your eyes, goodnight I say

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dreams flicker, reality stays

 

 

 

You're watching, you're waiting, counting the days

 

 

 

A moment, a second, could change your life,

 

 

 

It just takes time to keep your dreams at bay

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

happy king, smiling queen

 

 

 

remnents of a long lost dream

 

 

 

a hope that fades like a flame in a fire

 

 

 

as your imagination begins to tire

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As you feel, soon the dream will end.

 

 

 

As your creativity is about to bend,

 

 

 

With a lot of luck, and pixie dust.

 

 

 

If one doesn̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t work the other must

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Where dreams, are reality

 

 

 

And reality, a dream

 

 

 

Where all you need is vitality

 

 

 

Just you, any your team

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Laughing face crying eye

 

 

 

Waving hand as we say goodbye

 

 

 

With fire in my blood and a song in my heart

 

 

 

The dreamers, we're off, for a clean new start.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This fantasy realm, of elves and dwarves

 

 

 

Take away your breath, making a small pause.

 

 

 

This is the way you see my lad,

 

 

 

To keep your heart away from the bad.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The elves they float on enchanted ground

 

 

 

Graceful and beautiful - it's magic they've found

 

 

 

Cunning and deceitful though they know what is right,

 

 

 

Golden blonde hair, it shines in the light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the dwarves they are short, they are stout, they are bauld.

 

 

 

well kept caves, away from the cold.

 

 

 

sharp battle axes, and tempers short

 

 

 

a trusty friend, and one very well tought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The unicorns, the nympths, of shimmering thought,

 

 

 

The knights, the fights, of the royal court,

 

 

 

A merchant's bargain sold at last resort,

 

 

 

Every colour, every shape,our imagination sought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But, as adults we all know, its only our thoughts keeping them their,

 

 

 

whilst our dear children, stop and then stare.

 

 

 

They are to be children, in this humble land.

 

 

 

What is better, they get to play in the sand.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The waves rise. Like the sun. Across the horizen.

 

 

 

The fiend stares across. Humbug. His eyes despisen.

 

 

 

Bah. No one notices. This time for enjoyment, will not wilt.

 

 

 

As they play. The way childern do. You pull up the quilt.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He starts to hunger, forever more.

 

 

 

his bin, with only an apple core.

 

 

 

His stomach growls, as he waits for his pray

 

 

 

and he pokes at his fireplace, made of clay.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A snap.

 

 

 

A crack.

 

 

 

An animal in the traps.

 

 

 

Soon eaten. Tied in wraps.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

all the while, innocents play on the beach.

 

 

 

whilst the daemon prepares his leech.

 

 

 

he plans and schemes to murder the all,

 

 

 

yet, he is near his downfall.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

a battle begins on a blanket of snow

 

 

 

purity, virtue and innocence go

 

 

 

to fight for the freedom of a long lost soul

 

 

 

whilst the winds of change take their tole

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As time moves on. So must we all.

 

 

 

Death glance upon. Like statues, tall.

 

 

 

We get closer to it. Each passing breath.

 

 

 

Advancing until. There is nothing left.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

death, something we can't attempt to deny

 

 

 

death, something we'll never defy

 

 

 

somehow closer to our hearts than life

 

 

 

oh how human minds are consumed by strife

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Life of pure. Life of dark.

 

 

 

Life of a kind, found in a park.

 

 

 

Love keeps it warm.

 

 

 

Hate keeps it torn.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So when your mum wants a hug

 

 

 

When your baby sister's scared of the bugs,

 

 

 

Or even when your tore your dad's favourite rug

 

 

 

I hope you can only find... love.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That love of bold.

 

 

 

The hate of cold.

 

 

 

Spread the love.

 

 

 

Like a fire doth.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

'I love you,' are words we hear

 

 

 

Alot, and to my heart is near,

 

 

 

The warmth when you hold me tight in your arms,

 

 

 

I'm safe, I'm glad, I'm away from all harm

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then again, you pull away.

 

 

 

As our live, does being to fray.

 

 

 

A shout here. A shout there.

 

 

 

And suddenly our love lies thread-bare.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

but deep down, we still care,

 

 

 

and when we see them, we stop and stare.

 

 

 

they have moved on, breaking your heart.

 

 

 

leaving you in despair

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You opened your heart. To love and care.

 

 

 

Chilled winds whip. Though this once safe lair.

 

 

 

Like a sword. It dashes you to pieces.

 

 

 

While he runs free. Free to keep its leases.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yet you still walk on. In this world of hate

 

 

 

Brittle Piece of Bone. All alone. Trying to Find. Never Know

 

 

 

Love drives you on. Hollow though

 

 

 

And it continues on. Worse than any blow

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I live this heart of hearts.

 

 

 

I pull the cart of carts.

 

 

 

For I am in love.

 

 

 

I'l give hate the shove.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ben and Jerry's

 

 

 

Perferably cherry

 

 

 

Fully mending my heart would be a dream

 

 

 

Since i'm patching it up with cherry ice cream

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

haagen daz is my pleasure

 

 

 

ben&jerry's is my poison

 

 

 

but thats just my view

 

 

 

I won't force it on you

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ben and Jerry's fill my tum

 

 

 

And hear me whisper yummy yum

 

 

 

The bowl is empty, the spoon is heaped

 

 

 

And towards my mouth it leaps...YUM!

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Smiling kid fluttering tree

 

 

 

Waving flower buzzing bee

 

 

 

Delight in nature all around

 

 

 

Doesn't take much to be able to see.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Crashing waterfall, soaring bird.

 

 

 

Floating lily, magic word.

 

 

 

Powerful feeling, connect us too.

 

 

 

What emotions are in you?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I feel the loneliness, feel the pain,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the gentle moon wane,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the sun say goodnight,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the world without light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Take out the packet, the happines in twisted plastic

 

 

 

Credit card forward, do the cutting, I'm spastic

 

 

 

Desparate escape, that hyper manic state

 

 

 

Tube up the note, and take the bait

 

 

 

Why bother with the long wait?

 

 

 

You'll never feel alone again mate.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yeah, never alone with the thoughts of my mind,

 

 

 

The enlightenment you're trying to find,

 

 

 

Is gone forever now you've taken the short cut

 

 

 

You may be dying inside but it's a chance to unwind...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And now, under the stars I sleep,

 

 

 

Whilst the dying moon, does weep,

 

 

 

My phone credit is running low,

 

 

 

So to top it up I go!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A knock on the door followed by a creak

 

 

 

its your little sister come for a peek

 

 

 

invite her into your soft warm bed

 

 

 

then tuck the covers round her sleepy head

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She giggles, she groans

 

 

 

She whines, and moans!

 

 

 

But soon she falls, asleep on your shoulder

 

 

 

As the fire in the grate, begins to smoulder.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

flames flicker and ashes fall

 

 

 

your eyes wonder from ceiling to wall

 

 

 

its coming to the end of a very long day

 

 

 

you close your eyes, goodnight I say

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dreams flicker, reality stays

 

 

 

You're watching, you're waiting, counting the days

 

 

 

A moment, a second, could change your life,

 

 

 

It just takes time to keep your dreams at bay

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

happy king, smiling queen

 

 

 

remnents of a long lost dream

 

 

 

a hope that fades like a flame in a fire

 

 

 

as your imagination begins to tire

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As you feel, soon the dream will end.

 

 

 

As your creativity is about to bend,

 

 

 

With a lot of luck, and pixie dust.

 

 

 

If one doesn̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t work the other must

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Where dreams, are reality

 

 

 

And reality, a dream

 

 

 

Where all you need is vitality

 

 

 

Just you, any your team

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Laughing face crying eye

 

 

 

Waving hand as we say goodbye

 

 

 

With fire in my blood and a song in my heart

 

 

 

The dreamers, we're off, for a clean new start.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This fantasy realm, of elves and dwarves

 

 

 

Take away your breath, making a small pause.

 

 

 

This is the way you see my lad,

 

 

 

To keep your heart away from the bad.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The elves they float on enchanted ground

 

 

 

Graceful and beautiful - it's magic they've found

 

 

 

Cunning and deceitful though they know what is right,

 

 

 

Golden blonde hair, it shines in the light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the dwarves they are short, they are stout, they are bauld.

 

 

 

well kept caves, away from the cold.

 

 

 

sharp battle axes, and tempers short

 

 

 

a trusty friend, and one very well tought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The unicorns, the nympths, of shimmering thought,

 

 

 

The knights, the fights, of the royal court,

 

 

 

A merchant's bargain sold at last resort,

 

 

 

Every colour, every shape,our imagination sought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But, as adults we all know, its only our thoughts keeping them their,

 

 

 

whilst our dear children, stop and then stare.

 

 

 

They are to be children, in this humble land.

 

 

 

What is better, they get to play in the sand.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The waves rise. Like the sun. Across the horizen.

 

 

 

The fiend stares across. Humbug. His eyes despisen.

 

 

 

Bah. No one notices. This time for enjoyment, will not wilt.

 

 

 

As they play. The way childern do. You pull up the quilt.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He starts to hunger, forever more.

 

 

 

his bin, with only an apple core.

 

 

 

His stomach growls, as he waits for his pray

 

 

 

and he pokes at his fireplace, made of clay.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A snap.

 

 

 

A crack.

 

 

 

An animal in the traps.

 

 

 

Soon eaten. Tied in wraps.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

all the while, innocents play on the beach.

 

 

 

whilst the daemon prepares his leech.

 

 

 

he plans and schemes to murder the all,

 

 

 

yet, he is near his downfall.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

a battle begins on a blanket of snow

 

 

 

purity, virtue and innocence go

 

 

 

to fight for the freedom of a long lost soul

 

 

 

whilst the winds of change take their tole

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As time moves on. So must we all.

 

 

 

Death glance upon. Like statues, tall.

 

 

 

We get closer to it. Each passing breath.

 

 

 

Advancing until. There is nothing left.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

death, something we can't attempt to deny

 

 

 

death, something we'll never defy

 

 

 

somehow closer to our hearts than life

 

 

 

oh how human minds are consumed by strife

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Life of pure. Life of dark.

 

 

 

Life of a kind, found in a park.

 

 

 

Love keeps it warm.

 

 

 

Hate keeps it torn.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So when your mum wants a hug

 

 

 

When your baby sister's scared of the bugs,

 

 

 

Or even when your tore your dad's favourite rug

 

 

 

I hope you can only find... love.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That love of bold.

 

 

 

The hate of cold.

 

 

 

Spread the love.

 

 

 

Like a fire doth.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

'I love you,' are words we hear

 

 

 

Alot, and to my heart is near,

 

 

 

The warmth when you hold me tight in your arms,

 

 

 

I'm safe, I'm glad, I'm away from all harm

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then again, you pull away.

 

 

 

As our live, does being to fray.

 

 

 

A shout here. A shout there.

 

 

 

And suddenly our love lies thread-bare.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

but deep down, we still care,

 

 

 

and when we see them, we stop and stare.

 

 

 

they have moved on, breaking your heart.

 

 

 

leaving you in despair

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You opened your heart. To love and care.

 

 

 

Chilled winds whip. Though this once safe lair.

 

 

 

Like a sword. It dashes you to pieces.

 

 

 

While he runs free. Free to keep its leases.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yet you still walk on. In this world of hate

 

 

 

Brittle Piece of Bone. All alone. Trying to Find. Never Know

 

 

 

Love drives you on. Hollow though

 

 

 

And it continues on. Worse than any blow

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I live this heart of hearts.

 

 

 

I pull the cart of carts.

 

 

 

For I am in love.

 

 

 

I'l give hate the shove.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ben and Jerry's

 

 

 

Perferably cherry

 

 

 

Fully mending my heart would be a dream

 

 

 

Since i'm patching it up with cherry ice cream

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

haagen daz is my pleasure

 

 

 

ben&jerry's is my poison

 

 

 

but thats just my view

 

 

 

I won't force it on you

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ben and Jerry's fill my tum

 

 

 

And hear me whisper yummy yum

 

 

 

The bowl is empty, the spoon is heaped

 

 

 

And towards my mouth it leaps...YUM!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But for each a time.

 

 

 

And a time a place.

 

 

 

Like this rhyme.

 

 

 

We dive and chase.

Well I knew you wouldn't agree. I know how you hate facing facts.

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Smiling kid fluttering tree

 

 

 

Waving flower buzzing bee

 

 

 

Delight in nature all around

 

 

 

Doesn't take much to be able to see.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Crashing waterfall, soaring bird.

 

 

 

Floating lily, magic word.

 

 

 

Powerful feeling, connect us too.

 

 

 

What emotions are in you?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I feel the loneliness, feel the pain,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the gentle moon wane,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the sun say goodnight,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the world without light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Take out the packet, the happines in twisted plastic

 

 

 

Credit card forward, do the cutting, I'm spastic

 

 

 

Desparate escape, that hyper manic state

 

 

 

Tube up the note, and take the bait

 

 

 

Why bother with the long wait?

 

 

 

You'll never feel alone again mate.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yeah, never alone with the thoughts of my mind,

 

 

 

The enlightenment you're trying to find,

 

 

 

Is gone forever now you've taken the short cut

 

 

 

You may be dying inside but it's a chance to unwind...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And now, under the stars I sleep,

 

 

 

Whilst the dying moon, does weep,

 

 

 

My phone credit is running low,

 

 

 

So to top it up I go!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A knock on the door followed by a creak

 

 

 

its your little sister come for a peek

 

 

 

invite her into your soft warm bed

 

 

 

then tuck the covers round her sleepy head

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She giggles, she groans

 

 

 

She whines, and moans!

 

 

 

But soon she falls, asleep on your shoulder

 

 

 

As the fire in the grate, begins to smoulder.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

flames flicker and ashes fall

 

 

 

your eyes wonder from ceiling to wall

 

 

 

its coming to the end of a very long day

 

 

 

you close your eyes, goodnight I say

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dreams flicker, reality stays

 

 

 

You're watching, you're waiting, counting the days

 

 

 

A moment, a second, could change your life,

 

 

 

It just takes time to keep your dreams at bay

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

happy king, smiling queen

 

 

 

remnents of a long lost dream

 

 

 

a hope that fades like a flame in a fire

 

 

 

as your imagination begins to tire

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As you feel, soon the dream will end.

 

 

 

As your creativity is about to bend,

 

 

 

With a lot of luck, and pixie dust.

 

 

 

If one doesn̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t work the other must

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Where dreams, are reality

 

 

 

And reality, a dream

 

 

 

Where all you need is vitality

 

 

 

Just you, any your team

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Laughing face crying eye

 

 

 

Waving hand as we say goodbye

 

 

 

With fire in my blood and a song in my heart

 

 

 

The dreamers, we're off, for a clean new start.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This fantasy realm, of elves and dwarves

 

 

 

Take away your breath, making a small pause.

 

 

 

This is the way you see my lad,

 

 

 

To keep your heart away from the bad.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The elves they float on enchanted ground

 

 

 

Graceful and beautiful - it's magic they've found

 

 

 

Cunning and deceitful though they know what is right,

 

 

 

Golden blonde hair, it shines in the light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the dwarves they are short, they are stout, they are bauld.

 

 

 

well kept caves, away from the cold.

 

 

 

sharp battle axes, and tempers short

 

 

 

a trusty friend, and one very well tought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The unicorns, the nympths, of shimmering thought,

 

 

 

The knights, the fights, of the royal court,

 

 

 

A merchant's bargain sold at last resort,

 

 

 

Every colour, every shape,our imagination sought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But, as adults we all know, its only our thoughts keeping them their,

 

 

 

whilst our dear children, stop and then stare.

 

 

 

They are to be children, in this humble land.

 

 

 

What is better, they get to play in the sand.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The waves rise. Like the sun. Across the horizen.

 

 

 

The fiend stares across. Humbug. His eyes despisen.

 

 

 

Bah. No one notices. This time for enjoyment, will not wilt.

 

 

 

As they play. The way childern do. You pull up the quilt.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He starts to hunger, forever more.

 

 

 

his bin, with only an apple core.

 

 

 

His stomach growls, as he waits for his pray

 

 

 

and he pokes at his fireplace, made of clay.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A snap.

 

 

 

A crack.

 

 

 

An animal in the traps.

 

 

 

Soon eaten. Tied in wraps.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

all the while, innocents play on the beach.

 

 

 

whilst the daemon prepares his leech.

 

 

 

he plans and schemes to murder the all,

 

 

 

yet, he is near his downfall.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

a battle begins on a blanket of snow

 

 

 

purity, virtue and innocence go

 

 

 

to fight for the freedom of a long lost soul

 

 

 

whilst the winds of change take their tole

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As time moves on. So must we all.

 

 

 

Death glance upon. Like statues, tall.

 

 

 

We get closer to it. Each passing breath.

 

 

 

Advancing until. There is nothing left.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

death, something we can't attempt to deny

 

 

 

death, something we'll never defy

 

 

 

somehow closer to our hearts than life

 

 

 

oh how human minds are consumed by strife

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Life of pure. Life of dark.

 

 

 

Life of a kind, found in a park.

 

 

 

Love keeps it warm.

 

 

 

Hate keeps it torn.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So when your mum wants a hug

 

 

 

When your baby sister's scared of the bugs,

 

 

 

Or even when your tore your dad's favourite rug

 

 

 

I hope you can only find... love.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That love of bold.

 

 

 

The hate of cold.

 

 

 

Spread the love.

 

 

 

Like a fire doth.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

'I love you,' are words we hear

 

 

 

Alot, and to my heart is near,

 

 

 

The warmth when you hold me tight in your arms,

 

 

 

I'm safe, I'm glad, I'm away from all harm

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then again, you pull away.

 

 

 

As our live, does being to fray.

 

 

 

A shout here. A shout there.

 

 

 

And suddenly our love lies thread-bare.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

but deep down, we still care,

 

 

 

and when we see them, we stop and stare.

 

 

 

they have moved on, breaking your heart.

 

 

 

leaving you in despair

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You opened your heart. To love and care.

 

 

 

Chilled winds whip. Though this once safe lair.

 

 

 

Like a sword. It dashes you to pieces.

 

 

 

While he runs free. Free to keep its leases.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yet you still walk on. In this world of hate

 

 

 

Brittle Piece of Bone. All alone. Trying to Find. Never Know

 

 

 

Love drives you on. Hollow though

 

 

 

And it continues on. Worse than any blow

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I live this heart of hearts.

 

 

 

I pull the cart of carts.

 

 

 

For I am in love.

 

 

 

I'l give hate the shove.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ben and Jerry's

 

 

 

Perferably cherry

 

 

 

Fully mending my heart would be a dream

 

 

 

Since i'm patching it up with cherry ice cream

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

haagen daz is my pleasure

 

 

 

ben&jerry's is my poison

 

 

 

but thats just my view

 

 

 

I won't force it on you

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ben and Jerry's fill my tum

 

 

 

And hear me whisper yummy yum

 

 

 

The bowl is empty, the spoon is heaped

 

 

 

And towards my mouth it leaps...YUM!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But for each a time.

 

 

 

And a time a place.

 

 

 

Like this rhyme.

 

 

 

We dive and chase.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And while we search we find some fun

 

 

 

A childish play, our happiness done.

 

 

 

Chattering about icecream, how did we get there?

 

 

 

When once we wept for fantasy and dreams.

 

 

 

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Smiling kid fluttering tree

 

 

 

Waving flower buzzing bee

 

 

 

Delight in nature all around

 

 

 

Doesn't take much to be able to see.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Crashing waterfall, soaring bird.

 

 

 

Floating lily, magic word.

 

 

 

Powerful feeling, connect us too.

 

 

 

What emotions are in you?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I feel the loneliness, feel the pain,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the gentle moon wane,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the sun say goodnight,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the world without light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Take out the packet, the happines in twisted plastic

 

 

 

Credit card forward, do the cutting, I'm spastic

 

 

 

Desparate escape, that hyper manic state

 

 

 

Tube up the note, and take the bait

 

 

 

Why bother with the long wait?

 

 

 

You'll never feel alone again mate.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yeah, never alone with the thoughts of my mind,

 

 

 

The enlightenment you're trying to find,

 

 

 

Is gone forever now you've taken the short cut

 

 

 

You may be dying inside but it's a chance to unwind...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And now, under the stars I sleep,

 

 

 

Whilst the dying moon, does weep,

 

 

 

My phone credit is running low,

 

 

 

So to top it up I go!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A knock on the door followed by a creak

 

 

 

its your little sister come for a peek

 

 

 

invite her into your soft warm bed

 

 

 

then tuck the covers round her sleepy head

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She giggles, she groans

 

 

 

She whines, and moans!

 

 

 

But soon she falls, asleep on your shoulder

 

 

 

As the fire in the grate, begins to smoulder.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

flames flicker and ashes fall

 

 

 

your eyes wonder from ceiling to wall

 

 

 

its coming to the end of a very long day

 

 

 

you close your eyes, goodnight I say

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dreams flicker, reality stays

 

 

 

You're watching, you're waiting, counting the days

 

 

 

A moment, a second, could change your life,

 

 

 

It just takes time to keep your dreams at bay

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

happy king, smiling queen

 

 

 

remnents of a long lost dream

 

 

 

a hope that fades like a flame in a fire

 

 

 

as your imagination begins to tire

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As you feel, soon the dream will end.

 

 

 

As your creativity is about to bend,

 

 

 

With a lot of luck, and pixie dust.

 

 

 

If one doesn̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t work the other must

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Where dreams, are reality

 

 

 

And reality, a dream

 

 

 

Where all you need is vitality

 

 

 

Just you, any your team

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Laughing face crying eye

 

 

 

Waving hand as we say goodbye

 

 

 

With fire in my blood and a song in my heart

 

 

 

The dreamers, we're off, for a clean new start.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This fantasy realm, of elves and dwarves

 

 

 

Take away your breath, making a small pause.

 

 

 

This is the way you see my lad,

 

 

 

To keep your heart away from the bad.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The elves they float on enchanted ground

 

 

 

Graceful and beautiful - it's magic they've found

 

 

 

Cunning and deceitful though they know what is right,

 

 

 

Golden blonde hair, it shines in the light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the dwarves they are short, they are stout, they are bauld.

 

 

 

well kept caves, away from the cold.

 

 

 

sharp battle axes, and tempers short

 

 

 

a trusty friend, and one very well tought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The unicorns, the nympths, of shimmering thought,

 

 

 

The knights, the fights, of the royal court,

 

 

 

A merchant's bargain sold at last resort,

 

 

 

Every colour, every shape,our imagination sought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But, as adults we all know, its only our thoughts keeping them their,

 

 

 

whilst our dear children, stop and then stare.

 

 

 

They are to be children, in this humble land.

 

 

 

What is better, they get to play in the sand.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The waves rise. Like the sun. Across the horizen.

 

 

 

The fiend stares across. Humbug. His eyes despisen.

 

 

 

Bah. No one notices. This time for enjoyment, will not wilt.

 

 

 

As they play. The way childern do. You pull up the quilt.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He starts to hunger, forever more.

 

 

 

his bin, with only an apple core.

 

 

 

His stomach growls, as he waits for his pray

 

 

 

and he pokes at his fireplace, made of clay.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A snap.

 

 

 

A crack.

 

 

 

An animal in the traps.

 

 

 

Soon eaten. Tied in wraps.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

all the while, innocents play on the beach.

 

 

 

whilst the daemon prepares his leech.

 

 

 

he plans and schemes to murder the all,

 

 

 

yet, he is near his downfall.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

a battle begins on a blanket of snow

 

 

 

purity, virtue and innocence go

 

 

 

to fight for the freedom of a long lost soul

 

 

 

whilst the winds of change take their tole

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As time moves on. So must we all.

 

 

 

Death glance upon. Like statues, tall.

 

 

 

We get closer to it. Each passing breath.

 

 

 

Advancing until. There is nothing left.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

death, something we can't attempt to deny

 

 

 

death, something we'll never defy

 

 

 

somehow closer to our hearts than life

 

 

 

oh how human minds are consumed by strife

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Life of pure. Life of dark.

 

 

 

Life of a kind, found in a park.

 

 

 

Love keeps it warm.

 

 

 

Hate keeps it torn.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So when your mum wants a hug

 

 

 

When your baby sister's scared of the bugs,

 

 

 

Or even when your tore your dad's favourite rug

 

 

 

I hope you can only find... love.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That love of bold.

 

 

 

The hate of cold.

 

 

 

Spread the love.

 

 

 

Like a fire doth.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

'I love you,' are words we hear

 

 

 

Alot, and to my heart is near,

 

 

 

The warmth when you hold me tight in your arms,

 

 

 

I'm safe, I'm glad, I'm away from all harm

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then again, you pull away.

 

 

 

As our live, does being to fray.

 

 

 

A shout here. A shout there.

 

 

 

And suddenly our love lies thread-bare.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

but deep down, we still care,

 

 

 

and when we see them, we stop and stare.

 

 

 

they have moved on, breaking your heart.

 

 

 

leaving you in despair

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You opened your heart. To love and care.

 

 

 

Chilled winds whip. Though this once safe lair.

 

 

 

Like a sword. It dashes you to pieces.

 

 

 

While he runs free. Free to keep its leases.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yet you still walk on. In this world of hate

 

 

 

Brittle Piece of Bone. All alone. Trying to Find. Never Know

 

 

 

Love drives you on. Hollow though

 

 

 

And it continues on. Worse than any blow

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I live this heart of hearts.

 

 

 

I pull the cart of carts.

 

 

 

For I am in love.

 

 

 

I'l give hate the shove.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ben and Jerry's

 

 

 

Perferably cherry

 

 

 

Fully mending my heart would be a dream

 

 

 

Since i'm patching it up with cherry ice cream

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

haagen daz is my pleasure

 

 

 

ben&jerry's is my poison

 

 

 

but thats just my view

 

 

 

I won't force it on you

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ben and Jerry's fill my tum

 

 

 

And hear me whisper yummy yum

 

 

 

The bowl is empty, the spoon is heaped

 

 

 

And towards my mouth it leaps...YUM!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But for each a time.

 

 

 

And a time a place.

 

 

 

Like this rhyme.

 

 

 

We dive and chase.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And while we search we find some fun

 

 

 

A childish play, our happiness done.

 

 

 

Chattering about icecream, how did we get there?

 

 

 

When once we wept for fantasy and dreams.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Like the mighty river.

 

 

 

We start as clouds, we dither.

 

 

 

When we start our journy, we change each passing second.

 

 

 

Till eventually we are here. We have written and we have trekkened.

Well I knew you wouldn't agree. I know how you hate facing facts.

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somebody needs to check their spelling ahemm ahemmmm........Archimage. Don't take that to heart. Its just in the rules we were told to spell check. :mrgreen:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Smiling kid fluttering tree

 

 

 

Waving flower buzzing bee

 

 

 

Delight in nature all around

 

 

 

Doesn't take much to be able to see.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Crashing waterfall, soaring bird.

 

 

 

Floating lily, magic word.

 

 

 

Powerful feeling, connect us too.

 

 

 

What emotions are in you?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I feel the loneliness, feel the pain,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the gentle moon wane,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the sun say goodnight,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the world without light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Take out the packet, the happines in twisted plastic

 

 

 

Credit card forward, do the cutting, I'm spastic

 

 

 

Desparate escape, that hyper manic state

 

 

 

Tube up the note, and take the bait

 

 

 

Why bother with the long wait?

 

 

 

You'll never feel alone again mate.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yeah, never alone with the thoughts of my mind,

 

 

 

The enlightenment you're trying to find,

 

 

 

Is gone forever now you've taken the short cut

 

 

 

You may be dying inside but it's a chance to unwind...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And now, under the stars I sleep,

 

 

 

Whilst the dying moon, does weep,

 

 

 

My phone credit is running low,

 

 

 

So to top it up I go!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A knock on the door followed by a creak

 

 

 

its your little sister come for a peek

 

 

 

invite her into your soft warm bed

 

 

 

then tuck the covers round her sleepy head

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She giggles, she groans

 

 

 

She whines, and moans!

 

 

 

But soon she falls, asleep on your shoulder

 

 

 

As the fire in the grate, begins to smoulder.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

flames flicker and ashes fall

 

 

 

your eyes wonder from ceiling to wall

 

 

 

its coming to the end of a very long day

 

 

 

you close your eyes, goodnight I say

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dreams flicker, reality stays

 

 

 

You're watching, you're waiting, counting the days

 

 

 

A moment, a second, could change your life,

 

 

 

It just takes time to keep your dreams at bay

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

happy king, smiling queen

 

 

 

remnents of a long lost dream

 

 

 

a hope that fades like a flame in a fire

 

 

 

as your imagination begins to tire

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As you feel, soon the dream will end.

 

 

 

As your creativity is about to bend,

 

 

 

With a lot of luck, and pixie dust.

 

 

 

If one doesn̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t work the other must

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Where dreams, are reality

 

 

 

And reality, a dream

 

 

 

Where all you need is vitality

 

 

 

Just you, any your team

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Laughing face crying eye

 

 

 

Waving hand as we say goodbye

 

 

 

With fire in my blood and a song in my heart

 

 

 

The dreamers, we're off, for a clean new start.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This fantasy realm, of elves and dwarves

 

 

 

Take away your breath, making a small pause.

 

 

 

This is the way you see my lad,

 

 

 

To keep your heart away from the bad.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The elves they float on enchanted ground

 

 

 

Graceful and beautiful - it's magic they've found

 

 

 

Cunning and deceitful though they know what is right,

 

 

 

Golden blonde hair, it shines in the light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the dwarves they are short, they are stout, they are bauld.

 

 

 

well kept caves, away from the cold.

 

 

 

sharp battle axes, and tempers short

 

 

 

a trusty friend, and one very well tought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The unicorns, the nympths, of shimmering thought,

 

 

 

The knights, the fights, of the royal court,

 

 

 

A merchant's bargain sold at last resort,

 

 

 

Every colour, every shape,our imagination sought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But, as adults we all know, its only our thoughts keeping them their,

 

 

 

whilst our dear children, stop and then stare.

 

 

 

They are to be children, in this humble land.

 

 

 

What is better, they get to play in the sand.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The waves rise. Like the sun. Across the horizen.

 

 

 

The fiend stares across. Humbug. His eyes despisen.

 

 

 

Bah. No one notices. This time for enjoyment, will not wilt.

 

 

 

As they play. The way childern do. You pull up the quilt.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He starts to hunger, forever more.

 

 

 

his bin, with only an apple core.

 

 

 

His stomach growls, as he waits for his pray

 

 

 

and he pokes at his fireplace, made of clay.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A snap.

 

 

 

A crack.

 

 

 

An animal in the traps.

 

 

 

Soon eaten. Tied in wraps.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

all the while, innocents play on the beach.

 

 

 

whilst the daemon prepares his leech.

 

 

 

he plans and schemes to murder the all,

 

 

 

yet, he is near his downfall.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

a battle begins on a blanket of snow

 

 

 

purity, virtue and innocence go

 

 

 

to fight for the freedom of a long lost soul

 

 

 

whilst the winds of change take their tole

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As time moves on. So must we all.

 

 

 

Death glance upon. Like statues, tall.

 

 

 

We get closer to it. Each passing breath.

 

 

 

Advancing until. There is nothing left.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

death, something we can't attempt to deny

 

 

 

death, something we'll never defy

 

 

 

somehow closer to our hearts than life

 

 

 

oh how human minds are consumed by strife

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Life of pure. Life of dark.

 

 

 

Life of a kind, found in a park.

 

 

 

Love keeps it warm.

 

 

 

Hate keeps it torn.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So when your mum wants a hug

 

 

 

When your baby sister's scared of the bugs,

 

 

 

Or even when your tore your dad's favourite rug

 

 

 

I hope you can only find... love.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That love of bold.

 

 

 

The hate of cold.

 

 

 

Spread the love.

 

 

 

Like a fire doth.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

'I love you,' are words we hear

 

 

 

Alot, and to my heart is near,

 

 

 

The warmth when you hold me tight in your arms,

 

 

 

I'm safe, I'm glad, I'm away from all harm

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then again, you pull away.

 

 

 

As our live, does being to fray.

 

 

 

A shout here. A shout there.

 

 

 

And suddenly our love lies thread-bare.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

but deep down, we still care,

 

 

 

and when we see them, we stop and stare.

 

 

 

they have moved on, breaking your heart.

 

 

 

leaving you in despair

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You opened your heart. To love and care.

 

 

 

Chilled winds whip. Though this once safe lair.

 

 

 

Like a sword. It dashes you to pieces.

 

 

 

While he runs free. Free to keep its leases.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yet you still walk on. In this world of hate

 

 

 

Brittle Piece of Bone. All alone. Trying to Find. Never Know

 

 

 

Love drives you on. Hollow though

 

 

 

And it continues on. Worse than any blow

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I live this heart of hearts.

 

 

 

I pull the cart of carts.

 

 

 

For I am in love.

 

 

 

I'l give hate the shove.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ben and Jerry's

 

 

 

Perferably cherry

 

 

 

Fully mending my heart would be a dream

 

 

 

Since i'm patching it up with cherry ice cream

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

haagen daz is my pleasure

 

 

 

ben&jerry's is my poison

 

 

 

but thats just my view

 

 

 

I won't force it on you

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ben and Jerry's fill my tum

 

 

 

And hear me whisper yummy yum

 

 

 

The bowl is empty, the spoon is heaped

 

 

 

And towards my mouth it leaps...YUM!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But for each a time.

 

 

 

And a time a place.

 

 

 

Like this rhyme.

 

 

 

We dive and chase.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And while we search we find some fun

 

 

 

A childish play, our happiness done.

 

 

 

Chattering about icecream, how did we get there?

 

 

 

When once we wept for fantasy and dreams.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Like the mighty river.

 

 

 

We start as clouds, we dither.

 

 

 

When we start our journy, we change each passing second.

 

 

 

Till eventually we are here. We have written and we have trekkened

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

i hope this doesn't mean what i think it does

 

 

 

the memorable ending of something that was

 

 

 

are we nearing the end of this long-winded poem

 

 

 

all i can say is "Noooooooooooooooooooooooo".

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Smiling kid fluttering tree

 

 

 

Waving flower buzzing bee

 

 

 

Delight in nature all around

 

 

 

Doesn't take much to be able to see.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Crashing waterfall, soaring bird.

 

 

 

Floating lily, magic word.

 

 

 

Powerful feeling, connect us too.

 

 

 

What emotions are in you?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I feel the loneliness, feel the pain,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the gentle moon wane,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the sun say goodnight,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the world without light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Take out the packet, the happines in twisted plastic

 

 

 

Credit card forward, do the cutting, I'm spastic

 

 

 

Desparate escape, that hyper manic state

 

 

 

Tube up the note, and take the bait

 

 

 

Why bother with the long wait?

 

 

 

You'll never feel alone again mate.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yeah, never alone with the thoughts of my mind,

 

 

 

The enlightenment you're trying to find,

 

 

 

Is gone forever now you've taken the short cut

 

 

 

You may be dying inside but it's a chance to unwind...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And now, under the stars I sleep,

 

 

 

Whilst the dying moon, does weep,

 

 

 

My phone credit is running low,

 

 

 

So to top it up I go!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A knock on the door followed by a creak

 

 

 

its your little sister come for a peek

 

 

 

invite her into your soft warm bed

 

 

 

then tuck the covers round her sleepy head

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She giggles, she groans

 

 

 

She whines, and moans!

 

 

 

But soon she falls, asleep on your shoulder

 

 

 

As the fire in the grate, begins to smoulder.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

flames flicker and ashes fall

 

 

 

your eyes wonder from ceiling to wall

 

 

 

its coming to the end of a very long day

 

 

 

you close your eyes, goodnight I say

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dreams flicker, reality stays

 

 

 

You're watching, you're waiting, counting the days

 

 

 

A moment, a second, could change your life,

 

 

 

It just takes time to keep your dreams at bay

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

happy king, smiling queen

 

 

 

remnents of a long lost dream

 

 

 

a hope that fades like a flame in a fire

 

 

 

as your imagination begins to tire

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As you feel, soon the dream will end.

 

 

 

As your creativity is about to bend,

 

 

 

With a lot of luck, and pixie dust.

 

 

 

If one doesn̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t work the other must

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Where dreams, are reality

 

 

 

And reality, a dream

 

 

 

Where all you need is vitality

 

 

 

Just you, any your team

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Laughing face crying eye

 

 

 

Waving hand as we say goodbye

 

 

 

With fire in my blood and a song in my heart

 

 

 

The dreamers, we're off, for a clean new start.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This fantasy realm, of elves and dwarves

 

 

 

Take away your breath, making a small pause.

 

 

 

This is the way you see my lad,

 

 

 

To keep your heart away from the bad.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The elves they float on enchanted ground

 

 

 

Graceful and beautiful - it's magic they've found

 

 

 

Cunning and deceitful though they know what is right,

 

 

 

Golden blonde hair, it shines in the light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the dwarves they are short, they are stout, they are bauld.

 

 

 

well kept caves, away from the cold.

 

 

 

sharp battle axes, and tempers short

 

 

 

a trusty friend, and one very well tought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The unicorns, the nympths, of shimmering thought,

 

 

 

The knights, the fights, of the royal court,

 

 

 

A merchant's bargain sold at last resort,

 

 

 

Every colour, every shape,our imagination sought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But, as adults we all know, its only our thoughts keeping them their,

 

 

 

whilst our dear children, stop and then stare.

 

 

 

They are to be children, in this humble land.

 

 

 

What is better, they get to play in the sand.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The waves rise. Like the sun. Across the horizen.

 

 

 

The fiend stares across. Humbug. His eyes despisen.

 

 

 

Bah. No one notices. This time for enjoyment, will not wilt.

 

 

 

As they play. The way childern do. You pull up the quilt.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He starts to hunger, forever more.

 

 

 

his bin, with only an apple core.

 

 

 

His stomach growls, as he waits for his pray

 

 

 

and he pokes at his fireplace, made of clay.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A snap.

 

 

 

A crack.

 

 

 

An animal in the traps.

 

 

 

Soon eaten. Tied in wraps.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

all the while, innocents play on the beach.

 

 

 

whilst the daemon prepares his leech.

 

 

 

he plans and schemes to murder the all,

 

 

 

yet, he is near his downfall.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

a battle begins on a blanket of snow

 

 

 

purity, virtue and innocence go

 

 

 

to fight for the freedom of a long lost soul

 

 

 

whilst the winds of change take their tole

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As time moves on. So must we all.

 

 

 

Death glance upon. Like statues, tall.

 

 

 

We get closer to it. Each passing breath.

 

 

 

Advancing until. There is nothing left.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

death, something we can't attempt to deny

 

 

 

death, something we'll never defy

 

 

 

somehow closer to our hearts than life

 

 

 

oh how human minds are consumed by strife

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Life of pure. Life of dark.

 

 

 

Life of a kind, found in a park.

 

 

 

Love keeps it warm.

 

 

 

Hate keeps it torn.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So when your mum wants a hug

 

 

 

When your baby sister's scared of the bugs,

 

 

 

Or even when your tore your dad's favourite rug

 

 

 

I hope you can only find... love.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That love of bold.

 

 

 

The hate of cold.

 

 

 

Spread the love.

 

 

 

Like a fire doth.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

'I love you,' are words we hear

 

 

 

Alot, and to my heart is near,

 

 

 

The warmth when you hold me tight in your arms,

 

 

 

I'm safe, I'm glad, I'm away from all harm

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then again, you pull away.

 

 

 

As our live, does being to fray.

 

 

 

A shout here. A shout there.

 

 

 

And suddenly our love lies thread-bare.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

but deep down, we still care,

 

 

 

and when we see them, we stop and stare.

 

 

 

they have moved on, breaking your heart.

 

 

 

leaving you in despair

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You opened your heart. To love and care.

 

 

 

Chilled winds whip. Though this once safe lair.

 

 

 

Like a sword. It dashes you to pieces.

 

 

 

While he runs free. Free to keep its leases.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yet you still walk on. In this world of hate

 

 

 

Brittle Piece of Bone. All alone. Trying to Find. Never Know

 

 

 

Love drives you on. Hollow though

 

 

 

And it continues on. Worse than any blow

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I live this heart of hearts.

 

 

 

I pull the cart of carts.

 

 

 

For I am in love.

 

 

 

I'l give hate the shove.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ben and Jerry's

 

 

 

Perferably cherry

 

 

 

Fully mending my heart would be a dream

 

 

 

Since i'm patching it up with cherry ice cream

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

haagen daz is my pleasure

 

 

 

ben&jerry's is my poison

 

 

 

but thats just my view

 

 

 

I won't force it on you

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ben and Jerry's fill my tum

 

 

 

And hear me whisper yummy yum

 

 

 

The bowl is empty, the spoon is heaped

 

 

 

And towards my mouth it leaps...YUM!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But for each a time.

 

 

 

And a time a place.

 

 

 

Like this rhyme.

 

 

 

We dive and chase.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And while we search we find some fun

 

 

 

A childish play, our happiness done.

 

 

 

Chattering about icecream, how did we get there?

 

 

 

When once we wept for fantasy and dreams.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Like the mighty river.

 

 

 

We start as clouds, we dither.

 

 

 

When we start our journy, we change each passing second.

 

 

 

Till eventually we are here. We have written and we have trekkened

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

i hope this doesn't mean what i think it does

 

 

 

the memorable ending of something that was

 

 

 

are we nearing the end of this long-winded poem

 

 

 

all i can say is "Noooooooooooooooooooooooo".

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There are some things, Lee, that shall never end,

 

 

 

However much our verses can distort and bend,

 

 

 

We shall continue, we shall fight,

 

 

 

Fight for our words, fight for what is right!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Smiling kid fluttering tree

 

 

 

Waving flower buzzing bee

 

 

 

Delight in nature all around

 

 

 

Doesn't take much to be able to see.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Crashing waterfall, soaring bird.

 

 

 

Floating lily, magic word.

 

 

 

Powerful feeling, connect us too.

 

 

 

What emotions are in you?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I feel the loneliness, feel the pain,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the gentle moon wane,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the sun say goodnight,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the world without light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Take out the packet, the happines in twisted plastic

 

 

 

Credit card forward, do the cutting, I'm spastic

 

 

 

Desparate escape, that hyper manic state

 

 

 

Tube up the note, and take the bait

 

 

 

Why bother with the long wait?

 

 

 

You'll never feel alone again mate.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yeah, never alone with the thoughts of my mind,

 

 

 

The enlightenment you're trying to find,

 

 

 

Is gone forever now you've taken the short cut

 

 

 

You may be dying inside but it's a chance to unwind...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And now, under the stars I sleep,

 

 

 

Whilst the dying moon, does weep,

 

 

 

My phone credit is running low,

 

 

 

So to top it up I go!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A knock on the door followed by a creak

 

 

 

its your little sister come for a peek

 

 

 

invite her into your soft warm bed

 

 

 

then tuck the covers round her sleepy head

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She giggles, she groans

 

 

 

She whines, and moans!

 

 

 

But soon she falls, asleep on your shoulder

 

 

 

As the fire in the grate, begins to smoulder.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

flames flicker and ashes fall

 

 

 

your eyes wonder from ceiling to wall

 

 

 

its coming to the end of a very long day

 

 

 

you close your eyes, goodnight I say

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dreams flicker, reality stays

 

 

 

You're watching, you're waiting, counting the days

 

 

 

A moment, a second, could change your life,

 

 

 

It just takes time to keep your dreams at bay

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

happy king, smiling queen

 

 

 

remnents of a long lost dream

 

 

 

a hope that fades like a flame in a fire

 

 

 

as your imagination begins to tire

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As you feel, soon the dream will end.

 

 

 

As your creativity is about to bend,

 

 

 

With a lot of luck, and pixie dust.

 

 

 

If one doesn̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t work the other must

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Where dreams, are reality

 

 

 

And reality, a dream

 

 

 

Where all you need is vitality

 

 

 

Just you, any your team

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Laughing face crying eye

 

 

 

Waving hand as we say goodbye

 

 

 

With fire in my blood and a song in my heart

 

 

 

The dreamers, we're off, for a clean new start.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This fantasy realm, of elves and dwarves

 

 

 

Take away your breath, making a small pause.

 

 

 

This is the way you see my lad,

 

 

 

To keep your heart away from the bad.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The elves they float on enchanted ground

 

 

 

Graceful and beautiful - it's magic they've found

 

 

 

Cunning and deceitful though they know what is right,

 

 

 

Golden blonde hair, it shines in the light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the dwarves they are short, they are stout, they are bauld.

 

 

 

well kept caves, away from the cold.

 

 

 

sharp battle axes, and tempers short

 

 

 

a trusty friend, and one very well tought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The unicorns, the nympths, of shimmering thought,

 

 

 

The knights, the fights, of the royal court,

 

 

 

A merchant's bargain sold at last resort,

 

 

 

Every colour, every shape,our imagination sought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But, as adults we all know, its only our thoughts keeping them their,

 

 

 

whilst our dear children, stop and then stare.

 

 

 

They are to be children, in this humble land.

 

 

 

What is better, they get to play in the sand.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The waves rise. Like the sun. Across the horizen.

 

 

 

The fiend stares across. Humbug. His eyes despisen.

 

 

 

Bah. No one notices. This time for enjoyment, will not wilt.

 

 

 

As they play. The way childern do. You pull up the quilt.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He starts to hunger, forever more.

 

 

 

his bin, with only an apple core.

 

 

 

His stomach growls, as he waits for his pray

 

 

 

and he pokes at his fireplace, made of clay.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A snap.

 

 

 

A crack.

 

 

 

An animal in the traps.

 

 

 

Soon eaten. Tied in wraps.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

all the while, innocents play on the beach.

 

 

 

whilst the daemon prepares his leech.

 

 

 

he plans and schemes to murder the all,

 

 

 

yet, he is near his downfall.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

a battle begins on a blanket of snow

 

 

 

purity, virtue and innocence go

 

 

 

to fight for the freedom of a long lost soul

 

 

 

whilst the winds of change take their tole

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As time moves on. So must we all.

 

 

 

Death glance upon. Like statues, tall.

 

 

 

We get closer to it. Each passing breath.

 

 

 

Advancing until. There is nothing left.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

death, something we can't attempt to deny

 

 

 

death, something we'll never defy

 

 

 

somehow closer to our hearts than life

 

 

 

oh how human minds are consumed by strife

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Life of pure. Life of dark.

 

 

 

Life of a kind, found in a park.

 

 

 

Love keeps it warm.

 

 

 

Hate keeps it torn.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So when your mum wants a hug

 

 

 

When your baby sister's scared of the bugs,

 

 

 

Or even when your tore your dad's favourite rug

 

 

 

I hope you can only find... love.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That love of bold.

 

 

 

The hate of cold.

 

 

 

Spread the love.

 

 

 

Like a fire doth.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

'I love you,' are words we hear

 

 

 

Alot, and to my heart is near,

 

 

 

The warmth when you hold me tight in your arms,

 

 

 

I'm safe, I'm glad, I'm away from all harm

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then again, you pull away.

 

 

 

As our live, does being to fray.

 

 

 

A shout here. A shout there.

 

 

 

And suddenly our love lies thread-bare.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

but deep down, we still care,

 

 

 

and when we see them, we stop and stare.

 

 

 

they have moved on, breaking your heart.

 

 

 

leaving you in despair

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You opened your heart. To love and care.

 

 

 

Chilled winds whip. Though this once safe lair.

 

 

 

Like a sword. It dashes you to pieces.

 

 

 

While he runs free. Free to keep its leases.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yet you still walk on. In this world of hate

 

 

 

Brittle Piece of Bone. All alone. Trying to Find. Never Know

 

 

 

Love drives you on. Hollow though

 

 

 

And it continues on. Worse than any blow

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I live this heart of hearts.

 

 

 

I pull the cart of carts.

 

 

 

For I am in love.

 

 

 

I'l give hate the shove.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ben and Jerry's

 

 

 

Perferably cherry

 

 

 

Fully mending my heart would be a dream

 

 

 

Since i'm patching it up with cherry ice cream

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

haagen daz is my pleasure

 

 

 

ben&jerry's is my poison

 

 

 

but thats just my view

 

 

 

I won't force it on you

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ben and Jerry's fill my tum

 

 

 

And hear me whisper yummy yum

 

 

 

The bowl is empty, the spoon is heaped

 

 

 

And towards my mouth it leaps...YUM!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But for each a time.

 

 

 

And a time a place.

 

 

 

Like this rhyme.

 

 

 

We dive and chase.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And while we search we find some fun

 

 

 

A childish play, our happiness done.

 

 

 

Chattering about icecream, how did we get there?

 

 

 

When once we wept for fantasy and dreams.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Like the mighty river.

 

 

 

We start as clouds, we dither.

 

 

 

When we start our journy, we change each passing second.

 

 

 

Till eventually we are here. We have written and we have trekkened

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

i hope this doesn't mean what i think it does

 

 

 

the memorable ending of something that was

 

 

 

are we nearing the end of this long-winded poem

 

 

 

all i can say is "Noooooooooooooooooooooooo".

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There are some things, Lee, that shall never end,

 

 

 

However much our verses can distort and bend,

 

 

 

We shall continue, we shall fight,

 

 

 

Fight for our words, fight for what is right!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But when you gun is spent.

 

 

 

When you cannot go on.

 

 

 

You can alway be lent.

 

 

 

A rhyme this long.

Well I knew you wouldn't agree. I know how you hate facing facts.

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No offence guys but can be stop talking about the rhyme itself? I know it sounds silly... but when this is finished, I dunno, it might read a bit... seethrough. :-w However I don't want to restrict what you write about, so... :-k

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

__________

 

 

 

Smiling kid fluttering tree

 

 

 

Waving flower buzzing bee

 

 

 

Delight in nature all around

 

 

 

Doesn't take much to be able to see.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Crashing waterfall, soaring bird.

 

 

 

Floating lily, magic word.

 

 

 

Powerful feeling, connect us too.

 

 

 

What emotions are in you?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I feel the loneliness, feel the pain,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the gentle moon wane,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the sun say goodnight,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the world without light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Take out the packet, the happines in twisted plastic

 

 

 

Credit card forward, do the cutting, I'm spastic

 

 

 

Desparate escape, that hyper manic state

 

 

 

Tube up the note, and take the bait

 

 

 

Why bother with the long wait?

 

 

 

You'll never feel alone again mate.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yeah, never alone with the thoughts of my mind,

 

 

 

The enlightenment you're trying to find,

 

 

 

Is gone forever now you've taken the short cut

 

 

 

You may be dying inside but it's a chance to unwind...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And now, under the stars I sleep,

 

 

 

Whilst the dying moon, does weep,

 

 

 

My phone credit is running low,

 

 

 

So to top it up I go!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A knock on the door followed by a creak

 

 

 

its your little sister come for a peek

 

 

 

invite her into your soft warm bed

 

 

 

then tuck the covers round her sleepy head

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She giggles, she groans

 

 

 

She whines, and moans!

 

 

 

But soon she falls, asleep on your shoulder

 

 

 

As the fire in the grate, begins to smoulder.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

flames flicker and ashes fall

 

 

 

your eyes wonder from ceiling to wall

 

 

 

its coming to the end of a very long day

 

 

 

you close your eyes, goodnight I say

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dreams flicker, reality stays

 

 

 

You're watching, you're waiting, counting the days

 

 

 

A moment, a second, could change your life,

 

 

 

It just takes time to keep your dreams at bay

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

happy king, smiling queen

 

 

 

remnents of a long lost dream

 

 

 

a hope that fades like a flame in a fire

 

 

 

as your imagination begins to tire

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As you feel, soon the dream will end.

 

 

 

As your creativity is about to bend,

 

 

 

With a lot of luck, and pixie dust.

 

 

 

If one doesn̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t work the other must

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Where dreams, are reality

 

 

 

And reality, a dream

 

 

 

Where all you need is vitality

 

 

 

Just you, any your team

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Laughing face crying eye

 

 

 

Waving hand as we say goodbye

 

 

 

With fire in my blood and a song in my heart

 

 

 

The dreamers, we're off, for a clean new start.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This fantasy realm, of elves and dwarves

 

 

 

Take away your breath, making a small pause.

 

 

 

This is the way you see my lad,

 

 

 

To keep your heart away from the bad.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The elves they float on enchanted ground

 

 

 

Graceful and beautiful - it's magic they've found

 

 

 

Cunning and deceitful though they know what is right,

 

 

 

Golden blonde hair, it shines in the light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the dwarves they are short, they are stout, they are bauld.

 

 

 

well kept caves, away from the cold.

 

 

 

sharp battle axes, and tempers short

 

 

 

a trusty friend, and one very well tought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The unicorns, the nympths, of shimmering thought,

 

 

 

The knights, the fights, of the royal court,

 

 

 

A merchant's bargain sold at last resort,

 

 

 

Every colour, every shape,our imagination sought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But, as adults we all know, its only our thoughts keeping them their,

 

 

 

whilst our dear children, stop and then stare.

 

 

 

They are to be children, in this humble land.

 

 

 

What is better, they get to play in the sand.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The waves rise. Like the sun. Across the horizen.

 

 

 

The fiend stares across. Humbug. His eyes despisen.

 

 

 

Bah. No one notices. This time for enjoyment, will not wilt.

 

 

 

As they play. The way childern do. You pull up the quilt.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He starts to hunger, forever more.

 

 

 

his bin, with only an apple core.

 

 

 

His stomach growls, as he waits for his pray

 

 

 

and he pokes at his fireplace, made of clay.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A snap.

 

 

 

A crack.

 

 

 

An animal in the traps.

 

 

 

Soon eaten. Tied in wraps.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

all the while, innocents play on the beach.

 

 

 

whilst the daemon prepares his leech.

 

 

 

he plans and schemes to murder the all,

 

 

 

yet, he is near his downfall.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

a battle begins on a blanket of snow

 

 

 

purity, virtue and innocence go

 

 

 

to fight for the freedom of a long lost soul

 

 

 

whilst the winds of change take their tole

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As time moves on. So must we all.

 

 

 

Death glance upon. Like statues, tall.

 

 

 

We get closer to it. Each passing breath.

 

 

 

Advancing until. There is nothing left.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

death, something we can't attempt to deny

 

 

 

death, something we'll never defy

 

 

 

somehow closer to our hearts than life

 

 

 

oh how human minds are consumed by strife

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Life of pure. Life of dark.

 

 

 

Life of a kind, found in a park.

 

 

 

Love keeps it warm.

 

 

 

Hate keeps it torn.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So when your mum wants a hug

 

 

 

When your baby sister's scared of the bugs,

 

 

 

Or even when your tore your dad's favourite rug

 

 

 

I hope you can only find... love.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That love of bold.

 

 

 

The hate of cold.

 

 

 

Spread the love.

 

 

 

Like a fire doth.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

'I love you,' are words we hear

 

 

 

Alot, and to my heart is near,

 

 

 

The warmth when you hold me tight in your arms,

 

 

 

I'm safe, I'm glad, I'm away from all harm

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then again, you pull away.

 

 

 

As our live, does being to fray.

 

 

 

A shout here. A shout there.

 

 

 

And suddenly our love lies thread-bare.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

but deep down, we still care,

 

 

 

and when we see them, we stop and stare.

 

 

 

they have moved on, breaking your heart.

 

 

 

leaving you in despair

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You opened your heart. To love and care.

 

 

 

Chilled winds whip. Though this once safe lair.

 

 

 

Like a sword. It dashes you to pieces.

 

 

 

While he runs free. Free to keep its leases.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yet you still walk on. In this world of hate

 

 

 

Brittle Piece of Bone. All alone. Trying to Find. Never Know

 

 

 

Love drives you on. Hollow though

 

 

 

And it continues on. Worse than any blow

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I live this heart of hearts.

 

 

 

I pull the cart of carts.

 

 

 

For I am in love.

 

 

 

I'l give hate the shove.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ben and Jerry's

 

 

 

Perferably cherry

 

 

 

Fully mending my heart would be a dream

 

 

 

Since i'm patching it up with cherry ice cream

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

haagen daz is my pleasure

 

 

 

ben&jerry's is my poison

 

 

 

but thats just my view

 

 

 

I won't force it on you

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ben and Jerry's fill my tum

 

 

 

And hear me whisper yummy yum

 

 

 

The bowl is empty, the spoon is heaped

 

 

 

And towards my mouth it leaps...YUM!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But for each a time.

 

 

 

And a time a place.

 

 

 

Like this rhyme.

 

 

 

We dive and chase.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And while we search we find some fun

 

 

 

A childish play, our happiness done.

 

 

 

Chattering about icecream, how did we get there?

 

 

 

When once we wept for fantasy and dreams.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Like the mighty river.

 

 

 

We start as clouds, we dither.

 

 

 

When we start our journy, we change each passing second.

 

 

 

Till eventually we are here. We have written and we have trekkened

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

i hope this doesn't mean what i think it does

 

 

 

the memorable ending of something that was

 

 

 

are we nearing the end of this long-winded poem

 

 

 

all i can say is "Noooooooooooooooooooooooo".

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There are some things, Lee, that shall never end,

 

 

 

However much our verses can distort and bend,

 

 

 

We shall continue, we shall fight,

 

 

 

Fight for our words, fight for what is right!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But when you gun is spent.

 

 

 

When you cannot go on.

 

 

 

You can alway be lent.

 

 

 

A rhyme this long.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Words, flow,

 

 

 

Words, go,

 

 

 

Verses form,

 

 

 

Wisdom knows.

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Smiling kid fluttering tree

 

 

 

Waving flower buzzing bee

 

 

 

Delight in nature all around

 

 

 

Doesn't take much to be able to see.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Crashing waterfall, soaring bird.

 

 

 

Floating lily, magic word.

 

 

 

Powerful feeling, connect us too.

 

 

 

What emotions are in you?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I feel the loneliness, feel the pain,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the gentle moon wane,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the sun say goodnight,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the world without light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Take out the packet, the happines in twisted plastic

 

 

 

Credit card forward, do the cutting, I'm spastic

 

 

 

Desparate escape, that hyper manic state

 

 

 

Tube up the note, and take the bait

 

 

 

Why bother with the long wait?

 

 

 

You'll never feel alone again mate.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yeah, never alone with the thoughts of my mind,

 

 

 

The enlightenment you're trying to find,

 

 

 

Is gone forever now you've taken the short cut

 

 

 

You may be dying inside but it's a chance to unwind...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And now, under the stars I sleep,

 

 

 

Whilst the dying moon, does weep,

 

 

 

My phone credit is running low,

 

 

 

So to top it up I go!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A knock on the door followed by a creak

 

 

 

its your little sister come for a peek

 

 

 

invite her into your soft warm bed

 

 

 

then tuck the covers round her sleepy head

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She giggles, she groans

 

 

 

She whines, and moans!

 

 

 

But soon she falls, asleep on your shoulder

 

 

 

As the fire in the grate, begins to smoulder.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

flames flicker and ashes fall

 

 

 

your eyes wonder from ceiling to wall

 

 

 

its coming to the end of a very long day

 

 

 

you close your eyes, goodnight I say

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dreams flicker, reality stays

 

 

 

You're watching, you're waiting, counting the days

 

 

 

A moment, a second, could change your life,

 

 

 

It just takes time to keep your dreams at bay

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

happy king, smiling queen

 

 

 

remnents of a long lost dream

 

 

 

a hope that fades like a flame in a fire

 

 

 

as your imagination begins to tire

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As you feel, soon the dream will end.

 

 

 

As your creativity is about to bend,

 

 

 

With a lot of luck, and pixie dust.

 

 

 

If one doesn̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t work the other must

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Where dreams, are reality

 

 

 

And reality, a dream

 

 

 

Where all you need is vitality

 

 

 

Just you, any your team

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Laughing face crying eye

 

 

 

Waving hand as we say goodbye

 

 

 

With fire in my blood and a song in my heart

 

 

 

The dreamers, we're off, for a clean new start.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This fantasy realm, of elves and dwarves

 

 

 

Take away your breath, making a small pause.

 

 

 

This is the way you see my lad,

 

 

 

To keep your heart away from the bad.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The elves they float on enchanted ground

 

 

 

Graceful and beautiful - it's magic they've found

 

 

 

Cunning and deceitful though they know what is right,

 

 

 

Golden blonde hair, it shines in the light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the dwarves they are short, they are stout, they are bauld.

 

 

 

well kept caves, away from the cold.

 

 

 

sharp battle axes, and tempers short

 

 

 

a trusty friend, and one very well tought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The unicorns, the nympths, of shimmering thought,

 

 

 

The knights, the fights, of the royal court,

 

 

 

A merchant's bargain sold at last resort,

 

 

 

Every colour, every shape,our imagination sought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But, as adults we all know, its only our thoughts keeping them their,

 

 

 

whilst our dear children, stop and then stare.

 

 

 

They are to be children, in this humble land.

 

 

 

What is better, they get to play in the sand.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The waves rise. Like the sun. Across the horizen.

 

 

 

The fiend stares across. Humbug. His eyes despisen.

 

 

 

Bah. No one notices. This time for enjoyment, will not wilt.

 

 

 

As they play. The way childern do. You pull up the quilt.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He starts to hunger, forever more.

 

 

 

his bin, with only an apple core.

 

 

 

His stomach growls, as he waits for his pray

 

 

 

and he pokes at his fireplace, made of clay.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A snap.

 

 

 

A crack.

 

 

 

An animal in the traps.

 

 

 

Soon eaten. Tied in wraps.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

all the while, innocents play on the beach.

 

 

 

whilst the daemon prepares his leech.

 

 

 

he plans and schemes to murder the all,

 

 

 

yet, he is near his downfall.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

a battle begins on a blanket of snow

 

 

 

purity, virtue and innocence go

 

 

 

to fight for the freedom of a long lost soul

 

 

 

whilst the winds of change take their tole

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As time moves on. So must we all.

 

 

 

Death glance upon. Like statues, tall.

 

 

 

We get closer to it. Each passing breath.

 

 

 

Advancing until. There is nothing left.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

death, something we can't attempt to deny

 

 

 

death, something we'll never defy

 

 

 

somehow closer to our hearts than life

 

 

 

oh how human minds are consumed by strife

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Life of pure. Life of dark.

 

 

 

Life of a kind, found in a park.

 

 

 

Love keeps it warm.

 

 

 

Hate keeps it torn.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So when your mum wants a hug

 

 

 

When your baby sister's scared of the bugs,

 

 

 

Or even when your tore your dad's favourite rug

 

 

 

I hope you can only find... love.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That love of bold.

 

 

 

The hate of cold.

 

 

 

Spread the love.

 

 

 

Like a fire doth.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

'I love you,' are words we hear

 

 

 

Alot, and to my heart is near,

 

 

 

The warmth when you hold me tight in your arms,

 

 

 

I'm safe, I'm glad, I'm away from all harm

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then again, you pull away.

 

 

 

As our live, does being to fray.

 

 

 

A shout here. A shout there.

 

 

 

And suddenly our love lies thread-bare.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

but deep down, we still care,

 

 

 

and when we see them, we stop and stare.

 

 

 

they have moved on, breaking your heart.

 

 

 

leaving you in despair

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You opened your heart. To love and care.

 

 

 

Chilled winds whip. Though this once safe lair.

 

 

 

Like a sword. It dashes you to pieces.

 

 

 

While he runs free. Free to keep its leases.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yet you still walk on. In this world of hate

 

 

 

Brittle Piece of Bone. All alone. Trying to Find. Never Know

 

 

 

Love drives you on. Hollow though

 

 

 

And it continues on. Worse than any blow

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I live this heart of hearts.

 

 

 

I pull the cart of carts.

 

 

 

For I am in love.

 

 

 

I'l give hate the shove.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ben and Jerry's

 

 

 

Perferably cherry

 

 

 

Fully mending my heart would be a dream

 

 

 

Since i'm patching it up with cherry ice cream

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

haagen daz is my pleasure

 

 

 

ben&jerry's is my poison

 

 

 

but thats just my view

 

 

 

I won't force it on you

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ben and Jerry's fill my tum

 

 

 

And hear me whisper yummy yum

 

 

 

The bowl is empty, the spoon is heaped

 

 

 

And towards my mouth it leaps...YUM!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But for each a time.

 

 

 

And a time a place.

 

 

 

Like this rhyme.

 

 

 

We dive and chase.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And while we search we find some fun

 

 

 

A childish play, our happiness done.

 

 

 

Chattering about icecream, how did we get there?

 

 

 

When once we wept for fantasy and dreams.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Like the mighty river.

 

 

 

We start as clouds, we dither.

 

 

 

When we start our journy, we change each passing second.

 

 

 

Till eventually we are here. We have written and we have trekkened

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

i hope this doesn't mean what i think it does

 

 

 

the memorable ending of something that was

 

 

 

are we nearing the end of this long-winded poem

 

 

 

all i can say is "Noooooooooooooooooooooooo".

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There are some things, Lee, that shall never end,

 

 

 

However much our verses can distort and bend,

 

 

 

We shall continue, we shall fight,

 

 

 

Fight for our words, fight for what is right!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But when you gun is spent.

 

 

 

When you cannot go on.

 

 

 

You can alway be lent.

 

 

 

A rhyme this long.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Words, flow,

 

 

 

Words, go,

 

 

 

Verses form,

 

 

 

Wisdom knows.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Words flow, like our dreams,

 

 

 

Children play, by the streams,

 

 

 

in this land, our fairy tale!

 

 

 

Where the story will never fail!

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Smiling kid fluttering tree

 

 

 

Waving flower buzzing bee

 

 

 

Delight in nature all around

 

 

 

Doesn't take much to be able to see.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Crashing waterfall, soaring bird.

 

 

 

Floating lily, magic word.

 

 

 

Powerful feeling, connect us too.

 

 

 

What emotions are in you?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I feel the loneliness, feel the pain,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the gentle moon wane,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the sun say goodnight,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the world without light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Take out the packet, the happines in twisted plastic

 

 

 

Credit card forward, do the cutting, I'm spastic

 

 

 

Desparate escape, that hyper manic state

 

 

 

Tube up the note, and take the bait

 

 

 

Why bother with the long wait?

 

 

 

You'll never feel alone again mate.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yeah, never alone with the thoughts of my mind,

 

 

 

The enlightenment you're trying to find,

 

 

 

Is gone forever now you've taken the short cut

 

 

 

You may be dying inside but it's a chance to unwind...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And now, under the stars I sleep,

 

 

 

Whilst the dying moon, does weep,

 

 

 

My phone credit is running low,

 

 

 

So to top it up I go!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A knock on the door followed by a creak

 

 

 

its your little sister come for a peek

 

 

 

invite her into your soft warm bed

 

 

 

then tuck the covers round her sleepy head

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She giggles, she groans

 

 

 

She whines, and moans!

 

 

 

But soon she falls, asleep on your shoulder

 

 

 

As the fire in the grate, begins to smoulder.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

flames flicker and ashes fall

 

 

 

your eyes wonder from ceiling to wall

 

 

 

its coming to the end of a very long day

 

 

 

you close your eyes, goodnight I say

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dreams flicker, reality stays

 

 

 

You're watching, you're waiting, counting the days

 

 

 

A moment, a second, could change your life,

 

 

 

It just takes time to keep your dreams at bay

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

happy king, smiling queen

 

 

 

remnents of a long lost dream

 

 

 

a hope that fades like a flame in a fire

 

 

 

as your imagination begins to tire

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As you feel, soon the dream will end.

 

 

 

As your creativity is about to bend,

 

 

 

With a lot of luck, and pixie dust.

 

 

 

If one doesn̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t work the other must

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Where dreams, are reality

 

 

 

And reality, a dream

 

 

 

Where all you need is vitality

 

 

 

Just you, any your team

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Laughing face crying eye

 

 

 

Waving hand as we say goodbye

 

 

 

With fire in my blood and a song in my heart

 

 

 

The dreamers, we're off, for a clean new start.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This fantasy realm, of elves and dwarves

 

 

 

Take away your breath, making a small pause.

 

 

 

This is the way you see my lad,

 

 

 

To keep your heart away from the bad.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The elves they float on enchanted ground

 

 

 

Graceful and beautiful - it's magic they've found

 

 

 

Cunning and deceitful though they know what is right,

 

 

 

Golden blonde hair, it shines in the light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the dwarves they are short, they are stout, they are bauld.

 

 

 

well kept caves, away from the cold.

 

 

 

sharp battle axes, and tempers short

 

 

 

a trusty friend, and one very well tought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The unicorns, the nympths, of shimmering thought,

 

 

 

The knights, the fights, of the royal court,

 

 

 

A merchant's bargain sold at last resort,

 

 

 

Every colour, every shape,our imagination sought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But, as adults we all know, its only our thoughts keeping them their,

 

 

 

whilst our dear children, stop and then stare.

 

 

 

They are to be children, in this humble land.

 

 

 

What is better, they get to play in the sand.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The waves rise. Like the sun. Across the horizen.

 

 

 

The fiend stares across. Humbug. His eyes despisen.

 

 

 

Bah. No one notices. This time for enjoyment, will not wilt.

 

 

 

As they play. The way childern do. You pull up the quilt.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He starts to hunger, forever more.

 

 

 

his bin, with only an apple core.

 

 

 

His stomach growls, as he waits for his pray

 

 

 

and he pokes at his fireplace, made of clay.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A snap.

 

 

 

A crack.

 

 

 

An animal in the traps.

 

 

 

Soon eaten. Tied in wraps.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

all the while, innocents play on the beach.

 

 

 

whilst the daemon prepares his leech.

 

 

 

he plans and schemes to murder the all,

 

 

 

yet, he is near his downfall.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

a battle begins on a blanket of snow

 

 

 

purity, virtue and innocence go

 

 

 

to fight for the freedom of a long lost soul

 

 

 

whilst the winds of change take their tole

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As time moves on. So must we all.

 

 

 

Death glance upon. Like statues, tall.

 

 

 

We get closer to it. Each passing breath.

 

 

 

Advancing until. There is nothing left.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

death, something we can't attempt to deny

 

 

 

death, something we'll never defy

 

 

 

somehow closer to our hearts than life

 

 

 

oh how human minds are consumed by strife

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Life of pure. Life of dark.

 

 

 

Life of a kind, found in a park.

 

 

 

Love keeps it warm.

 

 

 

Hate keeps it torn.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So when your mum wants a hug

 

 

 

When your baby sister's scared of the bugs,

 

 

 

Or even when your tore your dad's favourite rug

 

 

 

I hope you can only find... love.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That love of bold.

 

 

 

The hate of cold.

 

 

 

Spread the love.

 

 

 

Like a fire doth.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

'I love you,' are words we hear

 

 

 

Alot, and to my heart is near,

 

 

 

The warmth when you hold me tight in your arms,

 

 

 

I'm safe, I'm glad, I'm away from all harm

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then again, you pull away.

 

 

 

As our live, does being to fray.

 

 

 

A shout here. A shout there.

 

 

 

And suddenly our love lies thread-bare.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

but deep down, we still care,

 

 

 

and when we see them, we stop and stare.

 

 

 

they have moved on, breaking your heart.

 

 

 

leaving you in despair

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You opened your heart. To love and care.

 

 

 

Chilled winds whip. Though this once safe lair.

 

 

 

Like a sword. It dashes you to pieces.

 

 

 

While he runs free. Free to keep its leases.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yet you still walk on. In this world of hate

 

 

 

Brittle Piece of Bone. All alone. Trying to Find. Never Know

 

 

 

Love drives you on. Hollow though

 

 

 

And it continues on. Worse than any blow

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I live this heart of hearts.

 

 

 

I pull the cart of carts.

 

 

 

For I am in love.

 

 

 

I'l give hate the shove.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ben and Jerry's

 

 

 

Perferably cherry

 

 

 

Fully mending my heart would be a dream

 

 

 

Since i'm patching it up with cherry ice cream

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

haagen daz is my pleasure

 

 

 

ben&jerry's is my poison

 

 

 

but thats just my view

 

 

 

I won't force it on you

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ben and Jerry's fill my tum

 

 

 

And hear me whisper yummy yum

 

 

 

The bowl is empty, the spoon is heaped

 

 

 

And towards my mouth it leaps...YUM!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But for each a time.

 

 

 

And a time a place.

 

 

 

Like this rhyme.

 

 

 

We dive and chase.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And while we search we find some fun

 

 

 

A childish play, our happiness done.

 

 

 

Chattering about icecream, how did we get there?

 

 

 

When once we wept for fantasy and dreams.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Like the mighty river.

 

 

 

We start as clouds, we dither.

 

 

 

When we start our journy, we change each passing second.

 

 

 

Till eventually we are here. We have written and we have trekkened

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

i hope this doesn't mean what i think it does

 

 

 

the memorable ending of something that was

 

 

 

are we nearing the end of this long-winded poem

 

 

 

all i can say is "Noooooooooooooooooooooooo".

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There are some things, Lee, that shall never end,

 

 

 

However much our verses can distort and bend,

 

 

 

We shall continue, we shall fight,

 

 

 

Fight for our words, fight for what is right!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But when you gun is spent.

 

 

 

When you cannot go on.

 

 

 

You can alway be lent.

 

 

 

A rhyme this long.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Words, flow,

 

 

 

Words, go,

 

 

 

Verses form,

 

 

 

Wisdom knows.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Words flow, like our dreams,

 

 

 

Children play, by the streams,

 

 

 

in this land, our fairy tale!

 

 

 

Where the story will never fail!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Love flows, like our hearts,

 

 

 

Kisses shared, we shall never part

 

 

 

In this land, our very own land,

 

 

 

We shall go strolling, hand in hand

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Smiling kid fluttering tree

 

 

 

Waving flower buzzing bee

 

 

 

Delight in nature all around

 

 

 

Doesn't take much to be able to see.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Crashing waterfall, soaring bird.

 

 

 

Floating lily, magic word.

 

 

 

Powerful feeling, connect us too.

 

 

 

What emotions are in you?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I feel the loneliness, feel the pain,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the gentle moon wane,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the sun say goodnight,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the world without light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Take out the packet, the happines in twisted plastic

 

 

 

Credit card forward, do the cutting, I'm spastic

 

 

 

Desparate escape, that hyper manic state

 

 

 

Tube up the note, and take the bait

 

 

 

Why bother with the long wait?

 

 

 

You'll never feel alone again mate.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yeah, never alone with the thoughts of my mind,

 

 

 

The enlightenment you're trying to find,

 

 

 

Is gone forever now you've taken the short cut

 

 

 

You may be dying inside but it's a chance to unwind...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And now, under the stars I sleep,

 

 

 

Whilst the dying moon, does weep,

 

 

 

My phone credit is running low,

 

 

 

So to top it up I go!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A knock on the door followed by a creak

 

 

 

its your little sister come for a peek

 

 

 

invite her into your soft warm bed

 

 

 

then tuck the covers round her sleepy head

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She giggles, she groans

 

 

 

She whines, and moans!

 

 

 

But soon she falls, asleep on your shoulder

 

 

 

As the fire in the grate, begins to smoulder.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

flames flicker and ashes fall

 

 

 

your eyes wonder from ceiling to wall

 

 

 

its coming to the end of a very long day

 

 

 

you close your eyes, goodnight I say

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dreams flicker, reality stays

 

 

 

You're watching, you're waiting, counting the days

 

 

 

A moment, a second, could change your life,

 

 

 

It just takes time to keep your dreams at bay

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

happy king, smiling queen

 

 

 

remnents of a long lost dream

 

 

 

a hope that fades like a flame in a fire

 

 

 

as your imagination begins to tire

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As you feel, soon the dream will end.

 

 

 

As your creativity is about to bend,

 

 

 

With a lot of luck, and pixie dust.

 

 

 

If one doesn̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t work the other must

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Where dreams, are reality

 

 

 

And reality, a dream

 

 

 

Where all you need is vitality

 

 

 

Just you, any your team

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Laughing face crying eye

 

 

 

Waving hand as we say goodbye

 

 

 

With fire in my blood and a song in my heart

 

 

 

The dreamers, we're off, for a clean new start.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This fantasy realm, of elves and dwarves

 

 

 

Take away your breath, making a small pause.

 

 

 

This is the way you see my lad,

 

 

 

To keep your heart away from the bad.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The elves they float on enchanted ground

 

 

 

Graceful and beautiful - it's magic they've found

 

 

 

Cunning and deceitful though they know what is right,

 

 

 

Golden blonde hair, it shines in the light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the dwarves they are short, they are stout, they are bauld.

 

 

 

well kept caves, away from the cold.

 

 

 

sharp battle axes, and tempers short

 

 

 

a trusty friend, and one very well tought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The unicorns, the nympths, of shimmering thought,

 

 

 

The knights, the fights, of the royal court,

 

 

 

A merchant's bargain sold at last resort,

 

 

 

Every colour, every shape,our imagination sought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But, as adults we all know, its only our thoughts keeping them their,

 

 

 

whilst our dear children, stop and then stare.

 

 

 

They are to be children, in this humble land.

 

 

 

What is better, they get to play in the sand.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The waves rise. Like the sun. Across the horizen.

 

 

 

The fiend stares across. Humbug. His eyes despisen.

 

 

 

Bah. No one notices. This time for enjoyment, will not wilt.

 

 

 

As they play. The way childern do. You pull up the quilt.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He starts to hunger, forever more.

 

 

 

his bin, with only an apple core.

 

 

 

His stomach growls, as he waits for his pray

 

 

 

and he pokes at his fireplace, made of clay.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A snap.

 

 

 

A crack.

 

 

 

An animal in the traps.

 

 

 

Soon eaten. Tied in wraps.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

all the while, innocents play on the beach.

 

 

 

whilst the daemon prepares his leech.

 

 

 

he plans and schemes to murder the all,

 

 

 

yet, he is near his downfall.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

a battle begins on a blanket of snow

 

 

 

purity, virtue and innocence go

 

 

 

to fight for the freedom of a long lost soul

 

 

 

whilst the winds of change take their tole

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As time moves on. So must we all.

 

 

 

Death glance upon. Like statues, tall.

 

 

 

We get closer to it. Each passing breath.

 

 

 

Advancing until. There is nothing left.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

death, something we can't attempt to deny

 

 

 

death, something we'll never defy

 

 

 

somehow closer to our hearts than life

 

 

 

oh how human minds are consumed by strife

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Life of pure. Life of dark.

 

 

 

Life of a kind, found in a park.

 

 

 

Love keeps it warm.

 

 

 

Hate keeps it torn.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So when your mum wants a hug

 

 

 

When your baby sister's scared of the bugs,

 

 

 

Or even when your tore your dad's favourite rug

 

 

 

I hope you can only find... love.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That love of bold.

 

 

 

The hate of cold.

 

 

 

Spread the love.

 

 

 

Like a fire doth.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

'I love you,' are words we hear

 

 

 

Alot, and to my heart is near,

 

 

 

The warmth when you hold me tight in your arms,

 

 

 

I'm safe, I'm glad, I'm away from all harm

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then again, you pull away.

 

 

 

As our live, does being to fray.

 

 

 

A shout here. A shout there.

 

 

 

And suddenly our love lies thread-bare.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

but deep down, we still care,

 

 

 

and when we see them, we stop and stare.

 

 

 

they have moved on, breaking your heart.

 

 

 

leaving you in despair

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You opened your heart. To love and care.

 

 

 

Chilled winds whip. Though this once safe lair.

 

 

 

Like a sword. It dashes you to pieces.

 

 

 

While he runs free. Free to keep its leases.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yet you still walk on. In this world of hate

 

 

 

Brittle Piece of Bone. All alone. Trying to Find. Never Know

 

 

 

Love drives you on. Hollow though

 

 

 

And it continues on. Worse than any blow

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I live this heart of hearts.

 

 

 

I pull the cart of carts.

 

 

 

For I am in love.

 

 

 

I'l give hate the shove.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ben and Jerry's

 

 

 

Perferably cherry

 

 

 

Fully mending my heart would be a dream

 

 

 

Since i'm patching it up with cherry ice cream

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

haagen daz is my pleasure

 

 

 

ben&jerry's is my poison

 

 

 

but thats just my view

 

 

 

I won't force it on you

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ben and Jerry's fill my tum

 

 

 

And hear me whisper yummy yum

 

 

 

The bowl is empty, the spoon is heaped

 

 

 

And towards my mouth it leaps...YUM!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But for each a time.

 

 

 

And a time a place.

 

 

 

Like this rhyme.

 

 

 

We dive and chase.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And while we search we find some fun

 

 

 

A childish play, our happiness done.

 

 

 

Chattering about icecream, how did we get there?

 

 

 

When once we wept for fantasy and dreams.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Like the mighty river.

 

 

 

We start as clouds, we dither.

 

 

 

When we start our journy, we change each passing second.

 

 

 

Till eventually we are here. We have written and we have trekkened

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

i hope this doesn't mean what i think it does

 

 

 

the memorable ending of something that was

 

 

 

are we nearing the end of this long-winded poem

 

 

 

all i can say is "Noooooooooooooooooooooooo".

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There are some things, Lee, that shall never end,

 

 

 

However much our verses can distort and bend,

 

 

 

We shall continue, we shall fight,

 

 

 

Fight for our words, fight for what is right!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But when you gun is spent.

 

 

 

When you cannot go on.

 

 

 

You can alway be lent.

 

 

 

A rhyme this long.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Words, flow,

 

 

 

Words, go,

 

 

 

Verses form,

 

 

 

Wisdom knows.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Words flow, like our dreams,

 

 

 

Children play, by the streams,

 

 

 

in this land, our fairy tale!

 

 

 

Where the story will never fail!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Love flows, like our hearts,

 

 

 

Kisses shared, we shall never part

 

 

 

In this land, our very our land,

 

 

 

We shall go strolling, hand in hand

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I remember those innocent days too,

 

 

 

all those times I laughed at the word poo,

 

 

 

but now, those days are forever lost,

 

 

 

But, I still find Issy & Lee at my side

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Smiling kid fluttering tree

 

 

 

Waving flower buzzing bee

 

 

 

Delight in nature all around

 

 

 

Doesn't take much to be able to see.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Crashing waterfall, soaring bird.

 

 

 

Floating lily, magic word.

 

 

 

Powerful feeling, connect us too.

 

 

 

What emotions are in you?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I feel the loneliness, feel the pain,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the gentle moon wane,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the sun say goodnight,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the world without light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Take out the packet, the happines in twisted plastic

 

 

 

Credit card forward, do the cutting, I'm spastic

 

 

 

Desparate escape, that hyper manic state

 

 

 

Tube up the note, and take the bait

 

 

 

Why bother with the long wait?

 

 

 

You'll never feel alone again mate.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yeah, never alone with the thoughts of my mind,

 

 

 

The enlightenment you're trying to find,

 

 

 

Is gone forever now you've taken the short cut

 

 

 

You may be dying inside but it's a chance to unwind...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And now, under the stars I sleep,

 

 

 

Whilst the dying moon, does weep,

 

 

 

My phone credit is running low,

 

 

 

So to top it up I go!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A knock on the door followed by a creak

 

 

 

its your little sister come for a peek

 

 

 

invite her into your soft warm bed

 

 

 

then tuck the covers round her sleepy head

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She giggles, she groans

 

 

 

She whines, and moans!

 

 

 

But soon she falls, asleep on your shoulder

 

 

 

As the fire in the grate, begins to smoulder.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

flames flicker and ashes fall

 

 

 

your eyes wonder from ceiling to wall

 

 

 

its coming to the end of a very long day

 

 

 

you close your eyes, goodnight I say

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dreams flicker, reality stays

 

 

 

You're watching, you're waiting, counting the days

 

 

 

A moment, a second, could change your life,

 

 

 

It just takes time to keep your dreams at bay

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

happy king, smiling queen

 

 

 

remnents of a long lost dream

 

 

 

a hope that fades like a flame in a fire

 

 

 

as your imagination begins to tire

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As you feel, soon the dream will end.

 

 

 

As your creativity is about to bend,

 

 

 

With a lot of luck, and pixie dust.

 

 

 

If one doesn̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t work the other must

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Where dreams, are reality

 

 

 

And reality, a dream

 

 

 

Where all you need is vitality

 

 

 

Just you, any your team

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Laughing face crying eye

 

 

 

Waving hand as we say goodbye

 

 

 

With fire in my blood and a song in my heart

 

 

 

The dreamers, we're off, for a clean new start.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This fantasy realm, of elves and dwarves

 

 

 

Take away your breath, making a small pause.

 

 

 

This is the way you see my lad,

 

 

 

To keep your heart away from the bad.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The elves they float on enchanted ground

 

 

 

Graceful and beautiful - it's magic they've found

 

 

 

Cunning and deceitful though they know what is right,

 

 

 

Golden blonde hair, it shines in the light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the dwarves they are short, they are stout, they are bauld.

 

 

 

well kept caves, away from the cold.

 

 

 

sharp battle axes, and tempers short

 

 

 

a trusty friend, and one very well tought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The unicorns, the nympths, of shimmering thought,

 

 

 

The knights, the fights, of the royal court,

 

 

 

A merchant's bargain sold at last resort,

 

 

 

Every colour, every shape,our imagination sought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But, as adults we all know, its only our thoughts keeping them their,

 

 

 

whilst our dear children, stop and then stare.

 

 

 

They are to be children, in this humble land.

 

 

 

What is better, they get to play in the sand.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The waves rise. Like the sun. Across the horizen.

 

 

 

The fiend stares across. Humbug. His eyes despisen.

 

 

 

Bah. No one notices. This time for enjoyment, will not wilt.

 

 

 

As they play. The way childern do. You pull up the quilt.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He starts to hunger, forever more.

 

 

 

his bin, with only an apple core.

 

 

 

His stomach growls, as he waits for his pray

 

 

 

and he pokes at his fireplace, made of clay.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A snap.

 

 

 

A crack.

 

 

 

An animal in the traps.

 

 

 

Soon eaten. Tied in wraps.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

all the while, innocents play on the beach.

 

 

 

whilst the daemon prepares his leech.

 

 

 

he plans and schemes to murder the all,

 

 

 

yet, he is near his downfall.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

a battle begins on a blanket of snow

 

 

 

purity, virtue and innocence go

 

 

 

to fight for the freedom of a long lost soul

 

 

 

whilst the winds of change take their tole

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As time moves on. So must we all.

 

 

 

Death glance upon. Like statues, tall.

 

 

 

We get closer to it. Each passing breath.

 

 

 

Advancing until. There is nothing left.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

death, something we can't attempt to deny

 

 

 

death, something we'll never defy

 

 

 

somehow closer to our hearts than life

 

 

 

oh how human minds are consumed by strife

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Life of pure. Life of dark.

 

 

 

Life of a kind, found in a park.

 

 

 

Love keeps it warm.

 

 

 

Hate keeps it torn.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So when your mum wants a hug

 

 

 

When your baby sister's scared of the bugs,

 

 

 

Or even when your tore your dad's favourite rug

 

 

 

I hope you can only find... love.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That love of bold.

 

 

 

The hate of cold.

 

 

 

Spread the love.

 

 

 

Like a fire doth.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

'I love you,' are words we hear

 

 

 

Alot, and to my heart is near,

 

 

 

The warmth when you hold me tight in your arms,

 

 

 

I'm safe, I'm glad, I'm away from all harm

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then again, you pull away.

 

 

 

As our live, does being to fray.

 

 

 

A shout here. A shout there.

 

 

 

And suddenly our love lies thread-bare.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

but deep down, we still care,

 

 

 

and when we see them, we stop and stare.

 

 

 

they have moved on, breaking your heart.

 

 

 

leaving you in despair

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You opened your heart. To love and care.

 

 

 

Chilled winds whip. Though this once safe lair.

 

 

 

Like a sword. It dashes you to pieces.

 

 

 

While he runs free. Free to keep its leases.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yet you still walk on. In this world of hate

 

 

 

Brittle Piece of Bone. All alone. Trying to Find. Never Know

 

 

 

Love drives you on. Hollow though

 

 

 

And it continues on. Worse than any blow

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I live this heart of hearts.

 

 

 

I pull the cart of carts.

 

 

 

For I am in love.

 

 

 

I'l give hate the shove.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ben and Jerry's

 

 

 

Perferably cherry

 

 

 

Fully mending my heart would be a dream

 

 

 

Since i'm patching it up with cherry ice cream

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

haagen daz is my pleasure

 

 

 

ben&jerry's is my poison

 

 

 

but thats just my view

 

 

 

I won't force it on you

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ben and Jerry's fill my tum

 

 

 

And hear me whisper yummy yum

 

 

 

The bowl is empty, the spoon is heaped

 

 

 

And towards my mouth it leaps...YUM!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But for each a time.

 

 

 

And a time a place.

 

 

 

Like this rhyme.

 

 

 

We dive and chase.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And while we search we find some fun

 

 

 

A childish play, our happiness done.

 

 

 

Chattering about icecream, how did we get there?

 

 

 

When once we wept for fantasy and dreams.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Like the mighty river.

 

 

 

We start as clouds, we dither.

 

 

 

When we start our journy, we change each passing second.

 

 

 

Till eventually we are here. We have written and we have trekkened

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

i hope this doesn't mean what i think it does

 

 

 

the memorable ending of something that was

 

 

 

are we nearing the end of this long-winded poem

 

 

 

all i can say is "Noooooooooooooooooooooooo".

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There are some things, Lee, that shall never end,

 

 

 

However much our verses can distort and bend,

 

 

 

We shall continue, we shall fight,

 

 

 

Fight for our words, fight for what is right!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But when you gun is spent.

 

 

 

When you cannot go on.

 

 

 

You can alway be lent.

 

 

 

A rhyme this long.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Words, flow,

 

 

 

Words, go,

 

 

 

Verses form,

 

 

 

Wisdom knows.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Words flow, like our dreams,

 

 

 

Children play, by the streams,

 

 

 

in this land, our fairy tale!

 

 

 

Where the story will never fail!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Love flows, like our hearts,

 

 

 

Kisses shared, we shall never part

 

 

 

In this land, our very our land,

 

 

 

We shall go strolling, hand in hand

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I remember those innocent days too,

 

 

 

all those times I laughed at the word poo,

 

 

 

but now, those days are forever lost,

 

 

 

But, I still find Issy & Lee at my side

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dripping blood anguished cry

 

 

 

Tears splashing as we say goodbye

 

 

 

One last time I'm in your arms,

 

 

 

But you're slipping away. You're the price I have to pay.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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I'm sorry, I just HAD to do two verses, I really did. It was just there for me to use, so I used it. So I'm really sorry, it was too tempting :cry:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Smiling kid fluttering tree

 

 

 

Waving flower buzzing bee

 

 

 

Delight in nature all around

 

 

 

Doesn't take much to be able to see.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Crashing waterfall, soaring bird.

 

 

 

Floating lily, magic word.

 

 

 

Powerful feeling, connect us too.

 

 

 

What emotions are in you?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I feel the loneliness, feel the pain,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the gentle moon wane,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the sun say goodnight,

 

 

 

Sitting here watching the world without light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Take out the packet, the happines in twisted plastic

 

 

 

Credit card forward, do the cutting, I'm spastic

 

 

 

Desparate escape, that hyper manic state

 

 

 

Tube up the note, and take the bait

 

 

 

Why bother with the long wait?

 

 

 

You'll never feel alone again mate.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yeah, never alone with the thoughts of my mind,

 

 

 

The enlightenment you're trying to find,

 

 

 

Is gone forever now you've taken the short cut

 

 

 

You may be dying inside but it's a chance to unwind...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And now, under the stars I sleep,

 

 

 

Whilst the dying moon, does weep,

 

 

 

My phone credit is running low,

 

 

 

So to top it up I go!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A knock on the door followed by a creak

 

 

 

its your little sister come for a peek

 

 

 

invite her into your soft warm bed

 

 

 

then tuck the covers round her sleepy head

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She giggles, she groans

 

 

 

She whines, and moans!

 

 

 

But soon she falls, asleep on your shoulder

 

 

 

As the fire in the grate, begins to smoulder.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

flames flicker and ashes fall

 

 

 

your eyes wonder from ceiling to wall

 

 

 

its coming to the end of a very long day

 

 

 

you close your eyes, goodnight I say

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dreams flicker, reality stays

 

 

 

You're watching, you're waiting, counting the days

 

 

 

A moment, a second, could change your life,

 

 

 

It just takes time to keep your dreams at bay

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

happy king, smiling queen

 

 

 

remnents of a long lost dream

 

 

 

a hope that fades like a flame in a fire

 

 

 

as your imagination begins to tire

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As you feel, soon the dream will end.

 

 

 

As your creativity is about to bend,

 

 

 

With a lot of luck, and pixie dust.

 

 

 

If one doesn̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t work the other must

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Where dreams, are reality

 

 

 

And reality, a dream

 

 

 

Where all you need is vitality

 

 

 

Just you, any your team

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Laughing face crying eye

 

 

 

Waving hand as we say goodbye

 

 

 

With fire in my blood and a song in my heart

 

 

 

The dreamers, we're off, for a clean new start.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This fantasy realm, of elves and dwarves

 

 

 

Take away your breath, making a small pause.

 

 

 

This is the way you see my lad,

 

 

 

To keep your heart away from the bad.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The elves they float on enchanted ground

 

 

 

Graceful and beautiful - it's magic they've found

 

 

 

Cunning and deceitful though they know what is right,

 

 

 

Golden blonde hair, it shines in the light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the dwarves they are short, they are stout, they are bauld.

 

 

 

well kept caves, away from the cold.

 

 

 

sharp battle axes, and tempers short

 

 

 

a trusty friend, and one very well tought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The unicorns, the nympths, of shimmering thought,

 

 

 

The knights, the fights, of the royal court,

 

 

 

A merchant's bargain sold at last resort,

 

 

 

Every colour, every shape,our imagination sought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But, as adults we all know, its only our thoughts keeping them their,

 

 

 

whilst our dear children, stop and then stare.

 

 

 

They are to be children, in this humble land.

 

 

 

What is better, they get to play in the sand.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The waves rise. Like the sun. Across the horizen.

 

 

 

The fiend stares across. Humbug. His eyes despisen.

 

 

 

Bah. No one notices. This time for enjoyment, will not wilt.

 

 

 

As they play. The way childern do. You pull up the quilt.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He starts to hunger, forever more.

 

 

 

his bin, with only an apple core.

 

 

 

His stomach growls, as he waits for his pray

 

 

 

and he pokes at his fireplace, made of clay.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A snap.

 

 

 

A crack.

 

 

 

An animal in the traps.

 

 

 

Soon eaten. Tied in wraps.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

all the while, innocents play on the beach.

 

 

 

whilst the daemon prepares his leech.

 

 

 

he plans and schemes to murder the all,

 

 

 

yet, he is near his downfall.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

a battle begins on a blanket of snow

 

 

 

purity, virtue and innocence go

 

 

 

to fight for the freedom of a long lost soul

 

 

 

whilst the winds of change take their tole

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As time moves on. So must we all.

 

 

 

Death glance upon. Like statues, tall.

 

 

 

We get closer to it. Each passing breath.

 

 

 

Advancing until. There is nothing left.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

death, something we can't attempt to deny

 

 

 

death, something we'll never defy

 

 

 

somehow closer to our hearts than life

 

 

 

oh how human minds are consumed by strife

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Life of pure. Life of dark.

 

 

 

Life of a kind, found in a park.

 

 

 

Love keeps it warm.

 

 

 

Hate keeps it torn.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So when your mum wants a hug

 

 

 

When your baby sister's scared of the bugs,

 

 

 

Or even when your tore your dad's favourite rug

 

 

 

I hope you can only find... love.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That love of bold.

 

 

 

The hate of cold.

 

 

 

Spread the love.

 

 

 

Like a fire doth.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

'I love you,' are words we hear

 

 

 

Alot, and to my heart is near,

 

 

 

The warmth when you hold me tight in your arms,

 

 

 

I'm safe, I'm glad, I'm away from all harm

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then again, you pull away.

 

 

 

As our live, does being to fray.

 

 

 

A shout here. A shout there.

 

 

 

And suddenly our love lies thread-bare.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

but deep down, we still care,

 

 

 

and when we see them, we stop and stare.

 

 

 

they have moved on, breaking your heart.

 

 

 

leaving you in despair

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You opened your heart. To love and care.

 

 

 

Chilled winds whip. Though this once safe lair.

 

 

 

Like a sword. It dashes you to pieces.

 

 

 

While he runs free. Free to keep its leases.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yet you still walk on. In this world of hate

 

 

 

Brittle Piece of Bone. All alone. Trying to Find. Never Know

 

 

 

Love drives you on. Hollow though

 

 

 

And it continues on. Worse than any blow

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I live this heart of hearts.

 

 

 

I pull the cart of carts.

 

 

 

For I am in love.

 

 

 

I'l give hate the shove.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ben and Jerry's

 

 

 

Perferably cherry

 

 

 

Fully mending my heart would be a dream

 

 

 

Since i'm patching it up with cherry ice cream

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

haagen daz is my pleasure

 

 

 

ben&jerry's is my poison

 

 

 

but thats just my view

 

 

 

I won't force it on you

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ben and Jerry's fill my tum

 

 

 

And hear me whisper yummy yum

 

 

 

The bowl is empty, the spoon is heaped

 

 

 

And towards my mouth it leaps...YUM!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But for each a time.

 

 

 

And a time a place.

 

 

 

Like this rhyme.

 

 

 

We dive and chase.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And while we search we find some fun

 

 

 

A childish play, our happiness done.

 

 

 

Chattering about icecream, how did we get there?

 

 

 

When once we wept for fantasy and dreams.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Like the mighty river.

 

 

 

We start as clouds, we dither.

 

 

 

When we start our journy, we change each passing second.

 

 

 

Till eventually we are here. We have written and we have trekkened

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

i hope this doesn't mean what i think it does

 

 

 

the memorable ending of something that was

 

 

 

are we nearing the end of this long-winded poem

 

 

 

all i can say is "Noooooooooooooooooooooooo".

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There are some things, Lee, that shall never end,

 

 

 

However much our verses can distort and bend,

 

 

 

We shall continue, we shall fight,

 

 

 

Fight for our words, fight for what is right!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But when you gun is spent.

 

 

 

When you cannot go on.

 

 

 

You can alway be lent.

 

 

 

A rhyme this long.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Words, flow,

 

 

 

Words, go,

 

 

 

Verses form,

 

 

 

Wisdom knows.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Words flow, like our dreams,

 

 

 

Children play, by the streams,

 

 

 

in this land, our fairy tale!

 

 

 

Where the story will never fail!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Love flows, like our hearts,

 

 

 

Kisses shared, we shall never part

 

 

 

In this land, our very our land,

 

 

 

We shall go strolling, hand in hand

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I remember those innocent days too,

 

 

 

all those times I laughed at the word poo,

 

 

 

but now, those days are forever lost,

 

 

 

But, I still find Issy & Lee at my side

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dripping blood anguished cry

 

 

 

Tears splashing as we say goodbye

 

 

 

One last time I'm in your arms,

 

 

 

But you're slipping away. You're the price I have to pay.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

but I'll always remember the good times we shared,

 

 

 

and I'll always know how much you cared.

 

 

 

If I could go back, I sure as hell would,

 

 

 

But we now, are truely alone.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The darkness creeps all around,

 

 

 

all I want is your voice, your sound,

 

 

 

for now I know the sorrow of the daemon,

 

 

 

all I need, is to see you again

 

 

 

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