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The Boy at Church (Extended Edit)Every Sunday, I see him thereThe Boy at Church (Extended Edit) by knuFaD-zzaJ
On the opposite side of the sanctuary.
Jet black is the color of his hair
And just looking at him makes me weary.
I try to think the hue of his eyes
Greenish-hazel, if I remember it right.
From what I see, obviously nice
Very polite and charmingly bright.
He sports a faint stubble
As I catch a glance.
On my nail I nibble
Trying to break off the trance.
Our age lies not too far,
Him one year my senior.
A mature look that can't dar
Along with his pupils of deep noir.
His skin much lighter than mine,
With a slight but lively tan.
From God, it could be a sign
To assign me this young man.
His voice is like a dream,
A comforting deep timbre,
To a shy interested teen
As I listen and linger.
Though hypnotized, love I can't conclude
For personally, I never knew him well;
But still, I hope to soon pursue
Until then, nothing but a crush, it will dwell.
That Double Bladed Friend...It's been years sinceThat Double Bladed Friend... by Voodoo157
I've seen you.
But seems like just yesterday
That I fell in love with
It took alot for
Me to pick you up again.
We shared alot of
Tears and pain together.
Went down many roads,
Took several shortcuts.
But today I had the need
To call you up.
It was great seeing you.
You lie there so stiff
You have such a sharp
Edge to your step
It walks all over me
And it feels great.
I can see why I fell
In love with you
Oh so many years ago.
I can't let you go again.
Your touch is so addicting.
What will our future become now?
Castle of freedomI have never been to that castle beforeCastle of freedom by JackieFKerouac
But I just loved every single detail of that view
And I would like to tell you something more
'Cause I just loved the fact that I was there with you
As we left the forest, my phone suddenly started to ring
All the problems began to appear once again
Up there I didn't care about them, I didn't have to think
And then they came unexpected like the rain
I hate the system and I can't stand e-mails that are due to come but never really do
Instead of being nervous 'bout these silly things I would like to go back to that forest
I would just wish to close my eyes and be sure of one thing - that I'm next to you
And then - on the top of the hill - you hold me tight around my hips and that's the best
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Such a simple thingStraining my eyes,Such a simple thing by Drum-Styx
I search through the fog.
Though still I am blind,
It has been so long.
I've climbed to your balcony.
I've waited in the wings.
I've wracked my mind beyond compare,
Though it's such a simple thing.
You gave me yes, you gave me no,
Yet you never made a sound.
I was so high up,
Aloft in the clouds,
But your wander glance,
Had me crashing back down.
I do not know what makes you so.
No, I don't know why it is.
The way you plague my mind with madness.
It's an endless game I cannot win.
But now I see just who you are,
Is who you've always been.
Perhaps it's me who's seen a change,
A troubled sea that flows within.
Run away with meCome hither to a placeRun away with me by MrsDerekSouza
Floating amidst space
It's somewhere nary can trace
Run away with me
This place is infinite
Somewhere thou'll covet
Happiness has nary a limit
Here tis divine beauty
Here all thy dreams shall come true
Find solutions to any issue
There is nothing here taboo
Here in the world of benevolence
Here in complete brilliance
Thee can have omnipotence
Never once shall thy have hindrance
For here we have no treachery
Neither slavery nor poverty
We have no need for such cruelty
We never treat people so badly
For we live in a wonderful place
Our world is forever a solstice
A happy world of lightness
Happily bathing in brightness
For we never need to sleep
Rampant situations don't exist
And they are never missed
I hope thee are getting the gist
We only live here happy
We have no need for brute force
In love there is never divorce
Everything takes a happy course
Here in our beautiful world
BakunawaMy eternal mereBakunawa by Umbradragon
The world, my sea
Ye born of fear
Shan't ever be
Built of might
Enough to wield
Swords or light
My iron shield
Ye stick to pots
And pans and all
Fear my name
Thy summer solstice
Sun is mine
Thy silver moon
Tastes high divine
The sky is mine
And so's the sea
Born of ice
Heed my gaze
Ye death mirage
Wrought by haze
And my visage
Dost ye see thine end
Like I and all
Ye who fear
A thief of light
I snuff the stars
Of day and night
This serpent turns
Thy fear to ice
Steals the sun
So flee as mice
My eternal mere
The sea and all
I wist ye fear
Fantasy LullabyHush little baby don't thou cryFantasy Lullaby by 96DarkAngel
My little story will make thee sigh
A divine land thou will go tonight
A land that's surely a sight
The meadow flows in the breeze
Its beauty can be such a tease
Be sure to watch where ye has stepped
There are secrets this sea of green has kept
Small people with fluttering wings and glittering dust
To them, meeting you is a must
Their laughter sounds of tinkling bells
By the second, more come out of their shells
Thou begins to giggle with glee
As more come out to play with thee
A thundering noise thou begins to hear
Do not fret, there's no need to shed a tear
A galloping horse with a horn comes this way
Looking for a rider for the day
He stops in front of thee
No sign shows he will flee
The small people showed benevolence
Riding such a creature may at first seem tense
Be sure to hold on tight
The horse spreads its wings, ready to take flight
Into the infinite sky you go
Such a view can never be seen from below
The cool air surrounding ye
Up here anyone c
and I fall asleep...And I fall asleep to a crimson lullabyand I fall asleep... by LadyNitaDarKness
Conducting the autumn rainfall
I watch my tears paint the sky
Follow my whispers
Sing to my fears
Dance to my heartbeat as the starlight disappears
In this silent place
We make fine music my dear
Take my hand, follow me
Chaos will persevere
Watch the oceans burn
Horizon setting fire
Follow the footsteps of the wounded sunset
Gravity's deepest desires
Swim in my silence
Follow the chants of my dreams
Floating past a frozen time
Into my sweet, sweet screams
I thought I let my memories drown
As ye cut out the night
Thy sins could be the treacherous divine
My conscience already died tonight
Open the door and let thineself in
Start at the end and end at the beginning
Down the meadow of bleeding senses
Keep thy nightmares still
The echoes in this hollow space
Are very quick to kill
Lying to the truth
We seek hidden fantasies
But see a dream within a dream
Is merely an infinity
The Song of The Saxon Song of The SaxonThe Song of The Saxon by Militant-Poet
Learn ye what the Roman and Pict knew:
That a Saxon is something of steel!
And know ye what the Norman and Gael do:
That Saxons shan't bow under heel!
A Saxon be such an exemplar
That he went on 'n' conquered th' wave,
And, like the benevolent Templar,
Taught savages ways to behave!
The Saxon saw gold and saw glory,
And cross'd, in ships oak'n, the sea;
And with judges and generals hoary,
Conquered some continents three.
Now the days of the Saxon are over,
And the Empire of Continents part;
And long since he set off from Dover,
But still's he a Saxon at heart.
And the Saxon, in different nations
That long hath parted their way,
Hath posted his armies and stations
To conquer the infinite day.
The Saxon, with sword, did not waiver,
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***THERE'S ONLY SEVEN RULES FOR THIS GROUP***
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****Désolé si ces traductions sont fausses, j'ai utilisé Google Translator*****
Le "Feature" dossier est pour l'affichage des gagnants du concours ne
***Il ya seulement sept règles pour ce groupe***
1) Publier vos poèmes dans le bon dossier
2) Montrer tout le monde avec respect.
3) Pas de trolls!
4) Pas de spam à moins qu'il n'ait à voir avec la poésie.
****Sorry, wenn jeder dieser Übersetzungen falsch sind, habe ich Google Translator*****
Das "Feature"-Ordner ist für die Anzeige der Gewinner nur
***Es gibt nur sieben Regeln für diese Gruppe***
1) Geben Sie Ihre Gedichte in den richtigen Ordner
2) Zeig allen mit Respekt.
3) Keine Trolle!
4) Kein Spam, es sei denn es hat mit Poesie zu tun.
5) Viel Spaß!
****Извините, если любой из этих переводов не правы, я использовал Google Translator*****
"Функция" Папка для отображения победителей конкурса только
***Там только семь правил для этой группы***
1) Сообщение ваши стихи в нужную папку
2) Показать всем с уважением.
3) Отсутствие троллей!
4) Не спам, если оно имеет отношение к поэзии.
****Lo siento si alguna de estas traducciones están mal, he usado Google Traductor*****
La "Función" carpeta para mostrar los ganadores del concurso sólo
***Sólo hay siete reglas para este grupo***
1) Publique sus poemas en la carpeta correcta
2) Mostrar a todos con respeto.
3) No trolls!
4) No spam a menos que tenga que ver con la poesía.
5) Que se diviertan!
****Mi dispiace se qualcuno di queste traduzioni sono sbagliate, io ho usato Google Translator*****
La cartella "Feature" è per la visualizzazione dei vincitori del concorso solo
***C'è solo sette regole per questo gruppo***
1) Pubblica le tue poesie nella cartella giusta
2) Mostra a tutti con rispetto.
3) Nessun troll!
4) No spamming meno che non abbia a che fare con la poesia.
5) Buon divertimento!
****Tá brón orm má tá aon cheann de na haistriúcháin mícheart, úsáid mé Google Translator*****
Is é an "gné" fillteán chun a thaispeánann na buaiteoirí chomórtais amháin
***Níl ach seacht rialacha don ghrúpa seo***
1) Iar do dánta san fhillteán ceart
2) Taispeáin gach duine le meas.
3) Uimh trolls!
4) Uimh spamming ach amháin má tá sé a dhéanamh le filíocht.
5) Bain sult as!
4) それはしていない限り いいえスパムは、詩とは。
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