myrandompoems

The dance of the dragons, tis a beautiful thing
They movie like clockwork, you can see the cogs spinning
The intricate moves and crisp steps
The mesmerising work of the devils pets
The short little twirls, the intricate footwork
You cannot imagine that hell is where these creatures lurk
You look into the beasts eyes
And then, abruptly, you get surprised
You wonder how such a thing of beauty
Can do the work of killing people, such a filt...

She sleeps in a cardboard box at night, while we sleep on a soft cloud-like bed

She smiles not because she is happy, but because she still has hope

She has arguments with herself because she doesn’t have anyone left in her life

She sits on the curb of the street,

Waiting for a kind-hearted soul to come by

And give her shelter

She will not eat food given to her for free, due to her pride, or whatever scraps are le...

What is freedom, but the liberty to speak your heart out

To run through the grass unafraid and carefree

Being able to do whatever you want to

For the whole world to be yours to see

What is freedom, but having no boundaries

To not be held in captivity

To be an eagle without a cage

To fly till you reach the place

Where the horizons meet the sea

What is freedom, but feeling the warm summer breeze

Wh...

Oh great house of mine
I have never said thank you at all
So thank you for letting me prosper within your walls
Thank you for holding me in your arms
And thank you for letting me sleep in your palms
Thank you for keeping me warm when it’s cold
And thank you for watching over me while I grew old.

I once saw a deer, on a hot summers evening,
Galloping, dancing and prancing,
Just doing what deer do…
The suns light shone upon the beautiful creature’s body
And it was perfectly magical
But then, a man in a sandy uniform slowly tread…
And in the glare he had in his emerald green eyes
It seemed as though he wanted to finish something once and for all
I knew what terrible thoughts passed through his mind…
I sho...

Love is:
A little smile,
A word of cheer,
A bit of care from someone near.
A little gift from the ones held dear
It doesn’t matter if you were to give a shout from a garden
Or even Australia
They would still be able to hear

Giving love is just like trading
Giving some to people and then getting
Giving little hints in everyday things
When people say:
“Oh yes! it’s your birthday!”
With a little spring

The rain turns into snow

And cold winds start to blow

Instead of wearing sandals

You start to light up candles

The trees that used to host the birds that did tweet

Are now left freezing and lonely as they retreat

The grass that always used to be green

Now starts to shiver under the s...

The doors are creaky

The floorboards are squeaky

The bats are flapping their wings

The willow outside

Is shouting in its loudest voice

Please help this poor soul

The wind blows in cold

And the writing is bol...

Packed your sunglasses

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Packed your sun hat

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Packed your water bottle

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Packed your chair