I know this sucks, but its a random poem I wrote 

 

 

The sun in the sky, seems to me as a bird on high, memories around me, fading fast. The days, they grow short, as our time here has passed, turning us to memories, in it's wake.

 

 

If anyone likes, I've got more of them. 

Critacize or praise below. 

Edited January 2, 201411 yr by TheTimidLight

Thats good...and sure I'd like to hear more of them

Days ended, loyalties unmended, memories upended: A ending not yet tended.

 

 

 

This I found scribbeld in an old notebook of mine. :wacko:

Sadness a broad, no chances given, lost amid confusion and loves lost are haunting me.

Though carry on, brave face, willfully strong, there times when it all crashing down around me, and I

cannot bear it.

These are my twilight days, these are the summoned ways, these are the way that it all ends,

after all it seems.

 

 

 

( where the firetruck did THAT come from? :blink:  Just made it up on the spot. :blink: )

Something is in the wind,

hear the rustling through the dark.

Although, my love, I hold you tight,

Nothing can save us from the bite.

Let us hurry, fast and true,

and we'll carry on, me and you.

 

LOVELESS

what kid of emotional things are these.............SAY MOAR

what kid of emotional things are these.............SAY MOAR

*kind

what kid of emotional things are these.............SAY MOAR

*kind

These are called " random poems I make up and post because I firetrucking feel like ". Some are KH related, some are not. Don't like them? Don't read them then!

Some will fight, others will die,

a reason to live, a reason to fly.

 

KH COUPLETTE: BBS LAMNENT OF THE LOST

Wifi crashing left and right, 

hard to get it through the night. 

All pain, absolutly no gain, 

that last one gave me a fright. 

 

 

INTERNET ANGER 

Sadness, quick, fast, and sure, 

waltzing straight through my door. 

Where'd you come from, why are you here, 

this is exactly what I fear. 

 

EMONESS ATTACKS AT RANDOM 

I never catch the sunlight, fading fast in flight, 

days end, wrongs mend, all by days halflight.

 

UNTITLED POEM THING 

I'm noone, noone at all.

I was here before you rose, I'll be gone when you fall.

 

POEM THING THAT MAKES ME GO WTF???

Edited September 8, 201312 yr by TheTimidLight

In the night, what a flight, soaring high, feel the sky.

Gossamer wings, your heart sings, 

the dream begins. 

 

HEART SONG 

Through the night, through the dawn, 

hold my hand, hold it strong, 

all you fear, all you strife, my dear, 

shall fade by morn's light, as the strength we both hold, 

at last unfolds, as a neverending light... commences. 

 

NEVER ENDING LIGHT 

Though this dream, ended soon, things are not as they seem....

A heart's worth doth zoom.

 

FAIRLY BAD POEM I FOUND IN THE BACK OF A HARRY POTTER BOOK

( I was 14: give me a break.)

Alone, in the dark, seeing nothing, knowing all, 

traces left behind, of things that might have been, 

even though its said and done, 

they still, now and then, ring true. 

You lied, I cried, then...

Died. 

 

DARK 

( This is based on some one I saw today )

Hey there lady, tall and thin,

where are you going, where have you been?

Your hair blonde, eyes a' green,

who are you, what have you seen?

Are you nice? Are you cruel?

Do you feed your kids gruel?

This I could ask, yet you'd never reply,

for I'm just another shopper,

passing on by.

 

LADY IN RED SWEATER

Edited September 10, 201312 yr by TheTimidLight

Night, darkness abound: 

we feed in the delightful dusk. 

 

VAMPIRE COUPLETTE 

" CLEAN UP THE ROOM, CLEAN UP THE ROOM!!!"

What do I look like: a mop and broom? 

Toil, scrub, on knees a'bend, 

till the room is clean again. 

Pick up, ship out, don't leave things about, 

this room will never be devoute

ly clean, as long as I'm in it.

 

LAMNENT OF A TIRED CLEANER 

Night, dark, dismal, dead, 

are you safe, have you fed? 

The creature inside, 

loose only at dark, 

enjoys brisk runs in the park. 

After all, it must be said, 

better to be nothing, 

then one of the undead. 

 

DARKNESS ABROAD 

Fluffy, round, roll about, 

kittens seem to lay around, 

acting like a bunch of clowns. 

Crash, bang, shattered glass, 

a mess to be cleaned, 

a kitten full of sass. 

 

NAUGHTY CAT 

Deep purple, twilight eyes, 

an unearthly voice fills the skies. 

Darkness abound, loose, at bay, 

no hope, no escape, 'till break of day. 

On and on, the night doth creep, monsters invaiding innocent sleep. 

Dawn's light far away, 

who shall see the new day? 

As hope dies, red fills the skies: 

this is the age of Darkness. 

 

 

POEM THAT MAKES ME GO  :blink:

Darkness, streaming around, as the castle quietly lay,

silent, still, protected, in it's cradle by

the bay.

Dawn's light there would not touch, as the maiden

slept away,

hoping for light in the darkness,

to take the dream away.

 

THE SLEEPING BEAUTY

An apple a day, keeps the doctor away,

so the saying goes.

This fair maid, a curse was upon laid,

the one fairest as snow.

 

 

FAIREST OF THEM ALL

Late, late, a very important date,

rushing clean away.

This savy maid, a rush she made,

now everything's topsy turvy.

 

 

DOWN THE RABBIT HOLE

Arabian daydream, magical, sweet:

it's enough to sweep you, off your feet.

Hair as black as raven's wing,

voice as if an angel sing,

a palace, tall and grand,

a tiger, her only friend.

 

ARABIAN DAYDREAMS

Dancing, swirling, having a ball,

the stroke of 12 dashes it all.

Hurry, hurry, not as  moment to be lost,

a slipper of glass, fates own is tossed.

Who owns it, what foot does it fit?

The prince will find out,

before love doth quit.

 

STROKE OF '12

Edited September 11, 201312 yr by TheTimidLight

Beauty met a beast,

firece, ugly, strong.

Hearts bonded firmly,

righted was the wrong.

 

BELLE AND BEAST

 

Running, fast, blue skys, water clear:

these are the things she holds dear.

 

THE 7TH PRINCESS

Hooray for The 7 Princesses *clap clap clap!*

 

Also, I was planning on seeing Aladin sometime over this week online lol. Jasmine's pretty too (A tiger her only friend....)

Roses are red, blood can be blue,

are frightening dreams, 

haunting you? 

Don't scream, 

don't shout, 

don't run about: 

the evil beings are 

quite near quit.....

 

 

ROSES ARE NIGHTMARES 

Dropping, diving, 

sky clouds crying, 

the dream has begun, 

anew. 

 

 

DREAM DROP

A rose, red as blood, yet full of wondering dread, 

fair Aurora pricked her finger, 

and now lays quite dead. 

 

ALTERNATE ENDING