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Intro'




These are just a few poems, some are pure nonsense and some have meaning. Some I just wrote with no idea why.

Baby




I stared at the baby, a birth is always a joy,
you should enjoy your time,
whilst it's in it's prime,
they grow and mature,
try to spend as much time as you can endure.

They grow out of their baby booties,
then grow into beauties,
they say their first word.

Enjoy now, when they sleep in your arms,
when your their world, keeping them from harm,
the time when you choose what they wear
when they are small, with soft hair,
they will grow older but live now.


Hell




Engulfed in flame, you are now his to claim,
A wild beast unable to be tame,
Eyes burning bright as the devils lair
This is a game but he doesn't play fair,
Souls collected swarm close,
Just face it, your toast,
The power has you under his spell,
just say farewell,
you look in his eyes,
all heard is your cries,
the heat scorching and blinding,
the maze of fire is unwinding,
bones of others laid around,
he isn't new found,
others have tried and failed,
but some have prevailed,
will you stay or go ahead,
if you don't this will be your deathbed,
you walk forward never going back,
the only colour you see is now black,
blindly you tread,
you see light and are misled,
you run forward, thinking its the end,
thinking you see you light friend,
you wake and your still here,
you cry your last tear.

The metal




The name of the metal is mitzy,
its very glitzy,
yellow coloured with golden flecks,
it doesn't absorb heat it reflects,
it is stretchy, springy and bounces
its so light it only weighs a few ounces
It costs quite a bit because so rare
it reacts with oxygen (air)


This is just a short poem which was a science homework.

Dedication to mitzy




forever in my heart,
its hard to be apart,
you could never be replaced,
our memories will never be disgraced.

your golden fur shining in the sun,
the slow way you would run,
your lovely brown eyes,
but then we had to say our goodbyes.

you got old ,
you got so cold,
you went blind,
but still forever kind.


The sad day when I had to say goodbye,
I knew you would be happy in heaven up in the sky,
but I will always remember the good times,
when we played our games solving crimes,
I still laugh at the old days,
you followed me everywhere as if I was the latest craze,
you knew me since I was little,
and till the day you got old and brittle.

I love you mitzy and you were the best dog ever,
you were so clever,
loving and I always think about you,
I will be forever true.

The mind




Her mind was a dark maze of confusion,
everything seemed like a illusion,
colours so fake almost blinding,
the dark maze was unwinding.

Shards of broken memories laid around,
all emotions newfound,
sorrow, loss, jealousy,hate,
and more emotions await.

Images of people lost,
everything touched by frost,
monsterous creatures twisted,
things that never existed,

Deep vibes of sorrow,
no sun for tommorow,
forever dark,
not even a mere spark,

They say the eyes are the gateway to the mind,
but nothing in her eyes are kind.

Opposites




I danced around, moonlight casting an eerie glow
beginning to fall so delicately was pure snow
everything was perfect, nothing mattered
then he came and the perfectness shattered

Clouds came in and covered the moon
and I thought why so soon
rain drops fell tasting like salt
I was angry it was all his fault
I realised it was my own tears
it is what it appears


He smiled and with a click of his hands
fire was his to command
were opposites never made for each other
we both would suit another

The sun rose and I disappeared
and he reappeared


The key to the heart




To be loved you need the key to my heart,
when loved it's hard to be apart,
love isn't a thing that happens straight away,
without love we all would wither and decay
the outside may be broken
but to be fixed it needs to be awoken
surrounded in a world of dark
one thing we relay on the little spark
the spark reveals desire
then the spark blossoms into fire

Then the world isn't so dark

Monsters



Alone, my haggard whispery breathing, so quiet,
hiding away from the monstrous riot,
the world is closing in on me, the monsters everwhere,
can't you see?
soft, worn and stuffy, only can trust my lovely fluffy,
his warm amber eyes lopsided, always together,never divided,
in the rain,sun and snow, together where ever we go,
always on the run, this is no fun.

The face of a monster lingers on their faces,
the warmth and kindness erases,
I fear them, family,friend,
no longer can I pretend.

I huddle away in the dark,
away in the park,
the trees loom overhead,
I hope I'm not dragged back to where I fled,

The cherry drops spilled onto the floor,
running everywhere more and more,
I had a bad boo- boo,
I didn't know what to do.

I always remember that day,

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