Bailey The Flamewarden Postmaster General
Posts : 961 Age : 32 Join date : 2014-01-28 Location : Oklahoma City
| Subject: Bailey's Poetry Thu Mar 19, 2015 2:24 pm | |
| My Friend I went to a party but my friend wasn't happy the smile on her face was surely out of place
Her rosy cheeks painted since the day she fainted her eyes remain closed and her arms perfectly posed.
The life that was taken I wish wasn't chosen Now I see her everywhere like the dust in the air
My friend, this is for you may your life stay true You may not be here but you are still my dear
May your soul move on Even though you're gone You will be remembered and your story shared.
The Trees
The trees cheer for fall as the sstocking hang on the wall Awaiting a new life from the cut of a knife
The swings sway in the breeze The wind too warm to freeze Swinging their hopes away In wait of a brand new day
People turn their backs as a life falls through the cracks The emptiness of the space Is mourning filling a face
Looking for a great life Only to be spread by a knife The trees cheer for fall as the stocking fall off the wall. | |
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Bailey The Flamewarden Postmaster General
Posts : 961 Age : 32 Join date : 2014-01-28 Location : Oklahoma City
| Subject: Re: Bailey's Poetry Thu May 28, 2015 10:47 pm | |
| Two Months Two months is all it took, and he has surely overtook to have stolen my valued heart and became my sweetheart.
I could walk the world wide staying here at his side and see the ocean never end until I lay down my head.
Two months is all it took to catch me on a hook As I sit here by his side just wading with the tide.
Sometimes I stop and wonder, Is it real, or just the thunder of my mind slowly going under? Oh! Such sweet sound of thunder.
Two months is all it took to make me fall like a book for this hazel-eyed, and gorgeous rip-tide.
Hold On I will never lie to you no matter what you do I will always be here so, never ever fear what happens when the world seems black when the days are dark and you can’t turn back.
Look to the stars and embrace their light Forget the hurt and find your right Your days aren’t numbered Your life is not hindered.
I will hold you high until you touch the sky Just so you can see what you mean to me.
I will never let you fall I will always answer your call You will be on my watch and you, I will always catch.
Shoot for the moon again Don’t turn down again until you can see how the world can be.
The Landscape Around Us The world does not belong to me. Yet, it allows me to fully see the mountains in the distance covering the formidable landscape that holds shelter to the people.
No majesty could protray in a mere painting how glorious the sillouette drapes itself across the land.
The sunset begins to draw the red hews across the sky, with crop- duster working in the orange and red clouds like the painter’s trusted brush hairs. Swiftly moving over the vast plain of untouched canvas.
No lack of canvas could wonder upon this artisit’s problems, for he merely sweeps the red and orange this way and that, making a sunset last. His breath grazing the trees, causing them to say with the rise of the growing tide.
The beauty beheld in my mind as my heart looked upon the unsettling sky.
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