Thy fire has an ever glow,Thy claws in dagger like stance,But graceful is this beast,Almost like it is in a trance. Thy scales a polished shine,Rings through out the air,Thy wings large as an airplane,And has not one hair. They may call you a lizard,But one thing is for sure,The magnificent beast I speak of,Is way too pure. T... More..
Lads and ladies of all ages,listed in these here pages,is the document of roman candles,that have a lost explanation.Burn Rome, Burn!till the twilight has begun,Burn Rome, Burn!till thy damage has been done!Does thy Caesar have no mercy,he has slain those in a hurry,to simply leave this place,I can't stand his face!Burn Rome,... More..
America tore apart,when bullets were shot through a heart.Blue versus gray,and to our dismay,all of them,were American!North shot South,Cannons fired,soldiers hired,all to win the war.Muskets shot out,round about,more and more people were sore.Many have died,just to strive,to debate if slavery was just.The war was long over,b... More..
There are many dying sounds,still heard today,and what those screams are,the world in dismay.Scientist grow more knowledge,leaders grow more greedy,sickness grows more deadly,everyone is needy,Wars rage on,in other lands,joining in,is not so grand.Poisoned fools,with weapons too,have become,a big fat clue.The world is aching,... More..
The past has gone astray,we almost don't know,what happened yesterday!History is written,by the victors,but what really happened,did we win?How can this be,is it only me,who cares what really happened?All of the rest,think it's the best,to put the past behind,but I confess,I want to know what happened.Is it really that bad,it... More..
How do you do,on this wonderful day,Until you answer,I will stay.How do you do,I ask you this,I will not,wave my fist.How do you do,this afternoon,how do you feel,happy as an eel?I ask again,How do you do,why won't you answer,dearest tree are you true? More..
The shadows sit in silence,waiting day to day,their owner not invited,to make one pay.The shadows sleep forever,not moving one inch,the shadows a deathly reminder,of one deadly pinch.The shadow an aftermath,of a war not long ago,an explosion of sound,with green poison snow.A war of the world,as some might say,is in many books... More..
I need an idea,for a poem,happy or blue,angry will do too.How about war,mystical beast,silent shadows,or dying screams.Talking to trees,history rewritten.too many possible themes,not one that suits me,I know!A poem of confusion,a misdirected illusion,a poem of poems,how about this one!This one will do for now,not one about an... More..
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