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Thursday, December 17, 2009
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I know that last post was kinda for the wrong time of the year. But I needed something to cheer me up. And nothing works better than a poem about death. (Hysterical laughing here.) Actually, the poem just came to my mind as I was typing. It wasn't because I needed something to cheer me up. That was just for your enjoyment. Does everyone understand now? If not, raise your hand. (Everyone who reads this raises their hands.) Good. We're on the same page.
Winds
Summer winds
Feel like heaven
Cradling you in the breeze
Lifting you up
When the world has blackened
From the hate that seems to seize
Hold of you
Hold of me
Hold of the world that is forgotten
Blessed winds
That hold you tight
In the summer's moonlight
Feel like heaven
Cradling you in the breeze
Lifting you up
When the world has blackened
From the hate that seems to seize
Hold of you
Hold of me
Hold of the world that is forgotten
Blessed winds
That hold you tight
In the summer's moonlight
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Sweet Child
Little wings that illuminate the night.
Little trails of magic floating by.
Little faces laughing as they take flight.
Little children's wonder as they see it with their eyes.
Goodnight sweet child.
May your mind fall into the abyss of dreams.
May your thoughts float around happily.
May you smile with joy in your sleep.
May you be hugged by clouds, and kissed by angels.
Little trails of magic floating by.
Little faces laughing as they take flight.
Little children's wonder as they see it with their eyes.
Goodnight sweet child.
May your mind fall into the abyss of dreams.
May your thoughts float around happily.
May you smile with joy in your sleep.
May you be hugged by clouds, and kissed by angels.
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Believe
Believe
I believe that the sun will set.
I believe that death will arise.
I believe that the ocean will drown,
Into nothing but a lie.
I believe that the castles standing,
On nothing but hopes and dreams.
Will all break apart, and turn to dust.
Because nothing is as it seems.
I believe that the sun will burn out.
I believe that the earth will crack.
I believe that we'll all die,
Lying face down or on our back.
I believe that death will arise.
I believe that the ocean will drown,
Into nothing but a lie.
I believe that the castles standing,
On nothing but hopes and dreams.
Will all break apart, and turn to dust.
Because nothing is as it seems.
I believe that the sun will burn out.
I believe that the earth will crack.
I believe that we'll all die,
Lying face down or on our back.
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