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the ocean sings
the bluebirds fly
the shells will scream
their silent cry
when divers come
to get the pearl
you raised so long
for a little girl
five years you were working
for the final move
get it ready in time!
For the final approve
the diver
he CRACKS you
he SMACKS you
he HACKS you
and you were just shielding
your little pearl
and while you are sighing
the diver is smiling
and while you are dying
the princess is crying
'cause you had to die
for the princess' delight.
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the bluebirds fly
the shells will scream
their silent cry
when divers come
to get the pearl
you raised so long
for a little girl
five years you were working
for the final move
get it ready in time!
For the final approve
the diver
he CRACKS you
he SMACKS you
he HACKS you
and you were just shielding
your little pearl
and while you are sighing
the diver is smiling
and while you are dying
the princess is crying
'cause you had to die
for the princess' delight.
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Literature
Escape
Lying in the rain
Watching dark clouds move overhead
And waiting for the lightning
to put brightness on my face
and blind my eyes to this world
Literature
Dance with the Devil
Step into the circle
and dance with the Devil
in the song that never ends.
Let him take your pain away,
think of nothing more than this moment
and dance.
Come dance with him in the circle
and forget all your troubles
they won't matter anymore.
He just asks for that simple price
I'm sure that you already know.
Come dance with the devil darling
he'll take all your woes away.
Swing in the circle
to the beat that never ends.
Once you take that step
and enter the dance with the Devil
you'll never leave it again.
Sell your soul
and dance that eternal dance
Dance with the Devil
to music's soft embrace.
Sing along with the song
Literature
Hush
THE hidden name behind this face
The memories that time cannot erase.
Things no one wants to know,
Are things I whisper, quiet and low.
THINGS that may not seem much-
A gentle hand, her soothing touch.
Mistakes and choices that they made,
The red inside this burning rage.
I'LL wonder when I lay at night,
Who'll be there to hold me tight?
My heart longs to rise, to grow
To seek the answers I'll never know.
NEVER is what I hear at your name.
A hush, a whisper- Oh, quiet pain
You surround me all day long,
You are the music, but he is the song.
TELL me no secret and tell me no lie-
Don't say you love me, for I cannot rep
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My first attempt to write an English poem.
I was inspired by *BeauCyphre. He taught me not to think about what you write, just let your mind to it.
Let it flow.
And this is the result.
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Do you like it?
I was inspired by *BeauCyphre. He taught me not to think about what you write, just let your mind to it.
Let it flow.
And this is the result.
Featured: [link] [link]
Do you like it?
© 2012 - 2024 OliviaMichalski
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I am a lover of poetry - And my dear; This is Beautiful! Poetry should make you wonder, think, - recognize something you might have hidden deep inside - Or maybe give you all new knowledge about something. And much , much more. It may not give the same experience to all your readers, and it should not.
Poetry is a treasure from the authors spirit - And when shared; it becomes a treasure in the receivers spirit.
Thank you for sharing your treasure
Poetry is a treasure from the authors spirit - And when shared; it becomes a treasure in the receivers spirit.
Thank you for sharing your treasure