Up in the starsI'm looking at the starswondering where you areWhich one are you?The red or the blue?I miss you so much.My heart ache to see you.Are you watching me?See what I doAll the way up there?I miss you.I want you here beside me.They say you won't come back.But I still don't believe it.I miss you...
Cheetah So FastCheetah so swift.Strong,Bold.The power that you have.No one can withhold.Faster than any man.That walk on this Earth.Your species are different,from any of your kind.Speed,Speed.You run so fast.But we even the fastestcan be gone.
My life is a waterfallMy life flows like a waterfallNo one seems to careAbout the things that inspires meTo write, to read, nothing is fairI wonder as I sit downOn my computer writing thisWhat to dowhat to doFor nothing is coming to mine.My life is a waterfallNo one seems to noticeMy troubles fall downhappiness climbs upOn my waterfall ride.
FragmentI lie to saythis tooshall passwhen nothingstaysin humangrasp......that famousplacecalled memory -my friend,do you stillthink of me?You gave mecouragewhen I hadnoneand quietgracewhen daywas done.You stretchedyour armsin finalpainand weheld ontill mercycame.Oh, tell meof eternallightwhen I liethinkingin thenight...when I liedreamingin thenight...
pantomiming conversationblackbirds huddle tails and talonsaround a snow-heaped dumpster hangouthaggling the price of tomorrow's mealin squawks, bobs, and scrapsregurgitating last week's rotting newsand last night's burnt spaghettiI imagine them human,tall and proud in ruffled, rumpled suits,feathers greased sleek in topknots--beaks painted bright in pantomime
Accepting My BodyMy body is a temple and you cannot enter.It is made to be worshiped, not used,So bow like it's an alter."Am I free tonight?" No, I'm too expensive to buy.And while this might sound arrogant,Think I'm conceited?, Just know you're not the only one I will deny.My ego is not huge, in fact, it's just right.Just big enough for me to see I don't owe you shit,So take that to your fight.But if you truly are curious, let me explain:I'm just accepting me, as I am, I'm cutting through this ball and chain.I can finally see myself as I am.I can finally look in that mirror and go, "Damn!"I am beautiful in my weird eyes,That turn from grass to gold to Indian skies.I am beautiful in my brown hair,That never fails to flip when I'm trying for flair.I am beautiful in my white skin,That darkens in a blush as my lips stretch into a grin.Speaking of that, I love my lipsThey speak soft words of tender love or harsh insults that crack like a whip.I love my hands, which are ever
Or perhaps they're just hungryMy fish watch helplesslyas the hours tick byand I fail to get out of bed,bodies flashing beacons;air traffic controllers waving frantically,trying to direct my mindback to my tired bones.
Nothing LessI would expect nothing less, from a mocking worldWhere no light is left aloneIf there was a name to call it out upon, its sins would not atone.For out one time, a time agoI left this world of ours. The one that leaves you in the dustWith fire in your lungs. No glory did I have that hour, but no shame do I have nighSwinging from the redwood boughs, countless joy for IFor when, in the last dying of the light, does come a sharp crack ofIllumination, it fills the void inside. Swinging from the dusty tree,I could at last decide my fate. The fickle thingThat plays with usCould and will forever hold me nevermore.Since I have died and blown away,Upon the breeze that snapped the treesAnd countless bones of mine,I reap whats called a victory in shying amber eyes. “TheWarden of the Wendodawn” is whatThey cry today.I leave them in the frozen fieldSo far and thrown away.Not from life, nor light or joyBut from the very things they knowTo leave them far behind; those
unquietus"you never rang,"he quarantinely sang,simple as a dull breezeor a fact dismayed."at maximum, you thuddedlike the pads of your feeton the concrete as youhastily retreated.""you took my breath,"she despairingly leapt,quick like glancesat the tables of lovers."how could ihave intoned different,all my existence set freeby your violence persistent?"
Cheshire CatYou’re all rouge and smile,all swagger; you, smooth talker,enjoy making girls fall for you,so you can kick them in the teeth.I was just the challenge,the girl who wouldn’t swoon.I should have seen you coming a mile off,but circumstance, and such…You feigned the friend, you fiend,and bit by little bit, drew me in.Was it all just your little game?Where rules are subject to change?Now, you smile with fangs,a coiled viper, waiting for meto give that one last thing:precious cargo you didn’t need,You push. I bend. But,my pulse outweighs your greed.You’re all rouge and smile,all swagger; you, smooth talker,enjoy making girls fall to their knees,so you can kick them in the teeth.You did not expect, I’d still have mine.And I stand on my own, just fine.
AliveAlive.I feel my heart pumping,I see my hands moving.I hear the sounds of silence that fills me with curiosity and wonder,hoping to learn about this blue planet that I live under.I look at myself in the mirror,what I see in myself is clear.A weak but brave man,an alienated puppy who sit's on the sand.Watching other people walking past me,then turning my head to watch the sea.while sipping my tea.Thinking to myself,I am alive.
Inhaledsweet swell of ocean wavesin front of my boarded up childhood homereminded me sometimes of the estuariesback easta mix of clear and calm withhint of salt watercreating taffy on my tongueas i inhaledexhale of expectations turnflower into weedsand saplings intokindling – ignitingthe boarded up home witha spray of sea saltthe green flames turninga plot of a memory againstthe sweet swell of the seainto a mirrored imageof blue and green
I'm a.........Hero (poem) I am.... By: Li-tenI am..a bendera humana wizarda sayianI am..KorraIchigoNatsuGokuI amthe avatara soulreapera dragon slayer wizarda super sayianWearetheonlyoneswhocansaveourworldsfromdestructionWeareHeros