CONTEST VOTE
Themes!
1) the sky
2) randomness
3) ANYTHING ELSE (say in comments)
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~POEM~ Lost in My Thoughts by swiftshadow64, literature
Literature
~POEM~ Lost in My Thoughts
Thoughts
Thinking,
lost,
forgetting,
what?
Mindboggled,
confused,
why aren't you there?
Where are you?
Why are you always busy?
How come..... I am lost?
Where am I?
Lost
I am lost,
in a world of wonder,
a world of fantasy,
a world of love.
A world where you love me.
A world where she doesn't get it the way.
A world where my dreams come true.
A world where we are loved.
But, for now, I am trapped,
halfway, in my world of tears,
my world in which I am loved.
My world, where you don't love me.
HATRED
Flames,
burning
Smoke,
choking,
eye-watering,
killing,
painful.
I am drowning, in this flame. Water, my best friend, doesn't come to my rescue. Goodbye, love.
Love is a story,
of beings that are us.
This, story, is a tale of life,
and pain.
This pain is endured by,
the thing that is hate.
Love can change.
Love can disapear.
Love can endure hardships.
Love can endure many challenges.
Love can withstand ANYTHING.
~POEM~ What is music? by swiftshadow64, literature
Literature
~POEM~ What is music?
What is music?
Stories,
in sound.
Sound,
which is challenged to sound out the story.
It has its own words.
People play this,
sound.
If music is one day abandoned,
let us just be happy we were able to compose it.
~poem~This is the Poem of Bad Things. by swiftshadow64, literature
Literature
~poem~This is the Poem of Bad Things.
Crazy people,
Crazy fright.
Problems and causes,
That make people fight.
Reasons being,
of poor and rich?
Of jealousy and greed?
Of need?
How come we feed into these,
These devowering reasons?
How com hate is true,
and love may not be?
Not hot, but cold.
Not love, but hate.
Not joy, but pain.
Not exciting, but boring.
This is the poem of bad things.
dogs lay senseless in our alleys.
cats don't have kittens anymore.
dirt and grime is everywhere.
people cry in the distance.
terror of death lurks everywhere.
Screams fill the air.
A puddle on the ground.
Did it rain?
No.
Dogs used to kill.
Kittens have ran away, gone.
Dirt and grime is ash,
People cry because of death.
terror because of death.
Screams from pain.
Puddles from blood.
This
is
war
DESCRIPTION~Hearsheys by swiftshadow64, literature
Literature
DESCRIPTION~Hearsheys
Why do i call him HERSHEYS?
H~heartfelt
E~extremely nice
R~really funny
S~sweet
H~he is amazing
E~exciting to get to know
Y~yearn to love him
S~sadly we are not together
Now you understand?