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=Elorine
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General Poetry
Birth of a faeryDaughter of faeries, born in a flower, innocent and pure, with delicate wings, I open my eyes to a brand new world filled with light and glee and wonderful scents.Birth of a faery
Nectar and pollen all blend magically, I gladly breathe in the sweet aromas. My hand stretches out to stroke a petal, soft and silky shroud of the world beyond.
I spin and I rise, taking in the view - the breathtaking scene that unfolds for me - of sheer green meadows and lovely flowers, a rainbow of joy filling my young heart. &nbs
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RebelLife in the fast lane Never slowing down Born to burn it all From both scorching ends Never a regret Nor a single doubt Never stopping long To look back on itRebel
Time cannot pass by Never catches up Life's at once thrilling Daring, consuming Never any guilt Nor a single qualm Never thinking much About the outcome
One day, you wake up You have done it all Even met your match And burned both your wings Never any care Nor a single glance For the world around As you sped along
Life's cau
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FluidityTime is not set in stone,Fluidity
nor is it absolute; it shapes worlds and eras,
fluctuates endlessly.
I stand here as I've stood
hundreds of times before, with my thoughts and insights, my fears and hopes raging.
Worlds apart from my roots, hundreds of lives away, futures and pasts await, I must now march or turn.
And so I find myself
once more at the crossing, on the line one more time, faced with another choice.
Whether it be new dawn or sheer darkness in time, rests on how I choose to balance heart, min
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WhispersWhispers in the dark… I feel them in my soul, I hear them in my mind. I know no one else does; they all think me crazy, have all deserted me. I've seen the looks, you know… heard folks behind my back.Whispers
But I don't care, I stand my ground. I have warned them: the trees don't lie. The waters roar, the earth rumbles and fires churn beneath its crust. The air grows still, thick and subdued. I hear its cries I feel its pain and the torment.
Something howls in the deep, something has been unleashed,
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Spirit of the EarthI am the wind that never dies Roaming freely across the land I am the breeze upon your face Gentle and warm, stimulatingSpirit of the Earth
I am the rivers and the lakes Waters flowing silently by I am the surging of the falls Cascading down in a loud roar
I am the rain that feeds the land Ever seeping inside the earth I am the gentle rolling tide
Rising and falling on the sand
I am the fog, the misty haze Enveloping all in a shroud I am the light and the darkness Giving a rhythm to your days
I am the forests and the fields Growing
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Lethal escapeThey sought a symbol - I guess I am one - to convince others and help them to see the dangers they faced, as if they knew not their lives were at stakes, every bloody day they dared to survive.Lethal escape
For many years now, I was one of them, I gave him ten years of my hopeless life. For better or worse… that sure makes me laugh, 'cause I got the worse each and every day that I shared with him.
Just like you, I faced, every bloody day, the taunts and the blames, the punches and slaps, until I collapsed,
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Is this really our world?Is this really our world? What have we done to it? Why is the Earth dying? Tell me, why does it weep?Is this really our world?
Just sit down with me, child, that I may tell you why; you see, the world has changed, and not for the better.
It just seems yesterday, when the waters were clear, trees, whales and bears still lived, and the air was still pure.
Now, the world's gone crazy, locked in destructive gear, spiralling on downward, zooming in on the fall.
We can't swim anymore, or eat the oceans' gifts… The waters are murky an
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Time passes byA grunt, a shout started it all, then came a cry and excitement. This little life gave you some wings; watching it grow, such joy, so sweetTime passes by
Two clumsy hands holding a book, unsteady legs, hammering feet, mischievous eyes and sincere smiles blend with the laughs that never die.
Time passes by,
mercilessly. Steals life away, won't bring it back. Always onward, never to stop, with, in the end, the memories.
Splash in the mud, house in a tree, paint on their hands,
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The driveHow hard is it really to stop at a red light? To roll down your window and ask a passer-by?The drive
Why are you so stubborn,
so very obdurate? Do we really have to spend the day in the car?
We've passed this Square before…
Yes, we certainly did! The playground to the right looks more than familiar.
No, I won't let it be… The sun is going down, I'm tired and upset and we're an hour late.
We should have brought a map but no! You knew the way… Please stop and ask someone or I swear I'll drive back!
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I used to have a DreamI used to have a Dream, I know, most people do, still, let me just tell you of this ache I embraced. For years now, I have dreamt of a child in my womb, growing until I'd hold a baby in my arms. I endured every pain, every setback and tear, but now, it seems I will soon need to let it go, release it from my Heart, wipe it out of my mind and move on with our life, barren and forsaken. Why has fate played this trick so cruel and heartless? Why do I have to feel this prang clutching my heart, every time that I see familieI used to have a Dream
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Romantic Poetry
It came without warningIt came without warning A smile lit up my dreams The day his hand took mine And our hearts became one.It came without warning
It came without warning Two eyes peered into mine The day we made out vows And our souls became one.
It came without warning It sparked my life awake The day his blaze filled me And our hopes became one.
It came without warning Now I can't do without I'll only be complete With my love by my side.
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Turn on the fireplaceTurn on the fireplace It is cold here tonight Let us snuggle up close I hunger for your touch.Turn on the fireplace
Forget what's on TV Drop the remote control Set your eyes upon me And turn me on instead.
I'm right here, don't you see? Waiting, willing, and charged All I need is a sign To know that you're ready
I don't want to go out Or go rent a movie Let us finish the night With fireworks instead.
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My Love recipeTake a pinch of flirting A dash of innocence And a spoonful of smilesMy Love recipe
Stir in a pound of affection A smidgen of smooches And heaps of hugs
Mix in plenty of love A lick of passion And a hint of pashing
Combine with an ounce of excitement Oodles of cuddles And lots of trust
Blend in a cup of kisses A handful of giggles And a slice of lust
Baste with a quart of respect A drop of sensuality And a gallon of sex
Marinate with a ton of laughter A pint of humour And a touch of friendship &nb
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Fork in the RoadI stand at a crossroad with my heart laying bare and my mind in shambles, just waiting for a sign, a spark of hope to grasp.Fork in the Road
Although the months have passed and life has won over, all of my grief and fears have yet to dissipate
and free me from their bonds.
Will I go left or right? Will I go up or down? Though the choices are mine, fate sealed them long ago through many twists and turns.
Tell me… what must I do, when all I look to fades? Where will I find the strength to move on with my life and find pea
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At the stroke of midnightAt the stroke of midnight I turned around and saw His warm smile upon me And the love in his eyesAt the stroke of midnight
While the world was cheering I melted in his arms Relaxed in his embrace And thanked my lucky star
There is no better way To start out the New Year Than to be held and kissed By the one that I love
Like the past 13 years This one will be happy Just so long as we walk Together side by side
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Let's...Let us stay home tonight, put an old CD on, and slow dance in the dark. No need to say a word, wrapped in each other’s arms, we will let our hearts speak.Let's...
Let us just forget life, simply feel for a while... let only love matter. Maybe we could even hide under the blanket and keep each other warm.
Let us snuggle up close, touch and feel for a change, close our eyes and hold tight. My head on your shoulder, and your lips on my hair, forget about the world.
Let us just be carefree, free our minds of heartaches, &
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