
When my world seems to whorl,troll, curl
I don't have to worry,
because my 프렌즈 put in it pearls.
Whenever I get whirl,nerve ,curve
Those silly buddies, simply smirk
and all my problems get diverged.
What should I say about 당신 guys?
당신 all rock my life.
Yes,of course, I was in a right path already,
But 당신 all came and made me steady.
I swear , no need of tears
Let's be clear,
당신 all are My Dear.
당신 never let me go speechless,breathless,hopeless
No and never, we would never be apart
as something fascinating , would eventually start.
When the light goes down,
당신 all come and shout.
I 사랑 the way 당신 are,
당신 are the ones i once loved,
and I will 사랑 u till
the stars are still
no matter its light 또는 dark
Because I know, 당신 would be there for spark!!
By
Mehakdeep Kaur

장미 are red.
Violets are blue.
Creative juices aren't flowing into my brain.
To create that electrical spark.
That makes the light bulb go blink.
Should the verses rhythm.
This poem is not sublime.
What the heck am I doing?
All I know is that 장미 are red.
And violets are indeed blue.
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Just a poem I wrote for a school project that I thought was good and funny enough to share with the rest of 당신 guys. I hope 당신 somewhat enjoyed it. Thanks for 읽기 regardless, and have a delightful, magical day. Cheers yo.
Violets are blue.
Creative juices aren't flowing into my brain.
To create that electrical spark.
That makes the light bulb go blink.
Should the verses rhythm.
This poem is not sublime.
What the heck am I doing?
All I know is that 장미 are red.
And violets are indeed blue.
--
Just a poem I wrote for a school project that I thought was good and funny enough to share with the rest of 당신 guys. I hope 당신 somewhat enjoyed it. Thanks for 읽기 regardless, and have a delightful, magical day. Cheers yo.

Roses and red and violets are blue.
Stuck
Alone in my prison
Tongue bitten to hold
my screams
Smile worn to conceal
my fear
Free me from
this deep abyss
Save me from
this Lunar Eclipse
Take my pale
shaking hand
Collapse my
bindings to this
petrifying land
Frantic
the walls are closing in
심장 beating slowly
so slowly
Pull me from this
cave of sorrows
Please I want to
see tomorrow
Take my pale
shaking hand
Collapse my
bindings to this
petrifying land
I can
pull at my hair
I can
claw at the ground
I can
yank on my chains
I can
cringe at the sound
of the crying souls
I don't wanna 가입하기 them
I need your help
Will 당신 take my pale shaking hand
and collapse my
bindings to this
petrifying land
-Nikki Fulfer
Alone in my prison
Tongue bitten to hold
my screams
Smile worn to conceal
my fear
Free me from
this deep abyss
Save me from
this Lunar Eclipse
Take my pale
shaking hand
Collapse my
bindings to this
petrifying land
Frantic
the walls are closing in
심장 beating slowly
so slowly
Pull me from this
cave of sorrows
Please I want to
see tomorrow
Take my pale
shaking hand
Collapse my
bindings to this
petrifying land
I can
pull at my hair
I can
claw at the ground
I can
yank on my chains
I can
cringe at the sound
of the crying souls
I don't wanna 가입하기 them
I need your help
Will 당신 take my pale shaking hand
and collapse my
bindings to this
petrifying land
-Nikki Fulfer
My brother's not a werewolf
though it often looks that way.
He has to shave his whiskers
almost every single day.
His feet are getting furry
and his hands are sprouting hair.
His voice is deep and growling
like a grumpy grizzly bear.
He often sleeps throughout the day
and stays up half the night.
And if 당신 saw the way he eats
you'd surely scream in fright.
His clothes are ripped and dirty
like the stuff a werewolf wears.
His socks and shirts are shredded
and his pants have countless tears.
If 당신 should ever meet him
you'll discover what I mean.
My brother's not a werewolf;
he's just turning seventeen.
though it often looks that way.
He has to shave his whiskers
almost every single day.
His feet are getting furry
and his hands are sprouting hair.
His voice is deep and growling
like a grumpy grizzly bear.
He often sleeps throughout the day
and stays up half the night.
And if 당신 saw the way he eats
you'd surely scream in fright.
His clothes are ripped and dirty
like the stuff a werewolf wears.
His socks and shirts are shredded
and his pants have countless tears.
If 당신 should ever meet him
you'll discover what I mean.
My brother's not a werewolf;
he's just turning seventeen.
When I talk to my 프렌즈 I pretend I am standing on the wings
of a flying plane. I cannot be trusted to tell them how I am.
또는 if I am falling to earth weighing less
than a dozen roses. Sometimes I dream they have broken up
with their 연인들 and are carrying 음식 to my house.
When I open the mailbox I hear their voices
like the long upward-winding curve of a train whistle
passing through the tall grasses and ferns
after the train has passed. I never get ahead of their shadows.
I embrace them in front of moving cars. I keep them away
from my miseries because to say I am miserable is to say I am like them.
—Jason Shinder
of a flying plane. I cannot be trusted to tell them how I am.
또는 if I am falling to earth weighing less
than a dozen roses. Sometimes I dream they have broken up
with their 연인들 and are carrying 음식 to my house.
When I open the mailbox I hear their voices
like the long upward-winding curve of a train whistle
passing through the tall grasses and ferns
after the train has passed. I never get ahead of their shadows.
I embrace them in front of moving cars. I keep them away
from my miseries because to say I am miserable is to say I am like them.
—Jason Shinder