It fell upon him when a child at play—
That wide-spread sympathy for all that live—
That warm but wayward kindling of the heart,
Which finds relief in words of measured sound.
Had language never been, it would have glowed
Within his soul of flame, an unborn joy,
Rapture unspoken, melody unsung—
The living essence of his spirit's bliss.
Capricious impulse—vagrant flitting light !
It clothes creation in a robe of beams
......
Why are you catching feelings?
We were just chilling,
Don't get me wrong,
But you are not the one I want...
I told you we were Just Friends,
But now you are tryna faint?
I know you are slaying hot,
But you aren't the type I'm fond
This isn't what I want!
No you don't suck at all,
......
Her eyes make you forget everything,
Her words teach you how to love;
For if she had a pair of wings,
She would be, what looks like, an Angel sent from Above.
Nothing is safe in her presence
She initiates every kind of mess,
But her eyes are like a flavourful essence;
You can get mad, but never love her less.
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Oh, black man of the night
Robber of every soul
destroyer of the strongest heart
Melter of the most beautiful eyes
Why do you make us wail in hate?
Why become our unpredictable fate?
Why take away our voice?
Why make us feel like we don’t have a choice
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There was a hunter,
who lived for game.
His mind was strong,
but thoughts were lame.
He met a deer,
who changed his life.
She stabbed his heart,
with a hunting knife.
The mighty hunter,
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I do not like Hell.
It is not for me,
Nor I for it.
I do not like punishment,
Especially eternal.
I would get bored
Being always punished.
I do not like Heaven either.
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I stare ahead at the wavy blue,
As I recall the lovely sue.
Her love is still well hooked within,
I am not so sure where to begin.
There was a time my heart was free,
A hummingbird on a willow tree.
But what fate had in store for me,
Changed my life a great degree.
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You said 'I'll love you to eternity'
and gently bit my lips with a kiss.
It looked like the twilight tore away the darkness…
…the world seemed more beautiful after this.
Thursday, March 1, 2012
I say that I don't care about it, but, do I?
I say that it doesn't bother me, but, does it?
I keep saying that I’m over it,
but, do my actions match my words?
I say all this when I know it's not true.
Even though I want it to be.
I say this but, when I'm gone,
I hope you notice.
If I cut my hair, wear a new dress.
I hope you'll notice.
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There was a hunter,
who lived for game.
His mind was strong,
but thoughts were lame.
He met a deer,
who changed his life.
She stabbed his heart,
with a hunting knife.
The mighty hunter,
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