Never Ending Poetry - Tasha (old books to read txt) 📗
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The dog went
to the
Rest ore aunt
And ate
App pull pie
He then
Saw a poo
Dull and
Fell in love
The poo dull
Glanced up
and saw the
Dog stare
Ing at her
She then
Walked ove er
To him
And said,"Stop
Stare ing!"
It hurt the
Dog's feel
Ings and he
Walked uh
Way with his
Tail be
Tween his legs
Poor dog
That one moment
My body felt cleansed
Clear of all pain
All of this
From
One
Drink
Of
Milk
A busted pipe
Can't get with the hype
Gone is the electric
Leaving us all skeptic
Hope is disappearing
The end is soon nearing
But still we fight on
No matter how much we're withdrawn
We fight to stay strong
Everything is wrong
Internet not working
Our knowledge is hurting
On isn't the phone
Leaving us all to groan
Joy is disappearing
Strangers is jeering
But still we fight on
No matter how much we're withdrawn
We fight while trying to get along
Everything is wrong
The darkness swept over me like a hawk does a mouse
The quiet mystified me
The unknowing darkness
My imagination as wild as could be
Lurking shadows turned into ghosts
Cars going down the street below
Transferred into monster roars
Dark corners where anything could hide
Tiny spiders that could crawl into my mouth
Everything reminded me of 'The BFG'
A book that wasn't scary at that time
Now scared me
Thoughts of the witch's hour at 12 a.m.
Thoughts of giants sticking their over sized fingers
Through my small glass window
Grabbing me
Pulling me
Eating me
But soon, I was asleep
Unaware of the imagination of my brain
Until the next night
The dark soul moved as I moved
Stood still as I stood still
My hand reached out to touch it
My hand got lost in its darkness
I felt the breeze underneath the shady tree
I walked out
Out into the open
I looked for the dark spirit
Nowhere in sight
My hand reached out and touched emptiness
The light of the sun scared away the figure
It was now lost out there in the universe
My second self
My shadow
Feels like it's being punched
Feels like a fist is twisting it up
Feels like it's tied in knots
Feels like something is eating it
Feels like it will burst
Feels like it's enduring much pain
Feels like it will vomit
Feels like I ate too much
Showers
Sun
Falling
Snow
The change of the purifying seasons
Sweat glistened off my forehead
Tank top on
Shorts on
Sandals on
But why was I still burning
My hair ignited into flames
The light flickered in my eyes
I squinted
Summer
The leaves rained on my face
Oranges, Yellows, Reds, Browns
It was a race
A race to see who could make it to the ground faster
I looked up
Up into the pouring leaves
I knew that as soon as they touched the ground
They would eventually rot and die
But did the know this
Fall
Dead
Everything is dead
Where are the singing birds
The jumping squirrels
Even the trees were dead
I walked out
The coldness stung my face
My warmest clothes on
I could still feel the bitterness of the wind
Winter
I sat under the shady tree
Listened to the noises of nature
The buzzing of the bees
The chirping of the birds
The energized squirrels chased each other
Even the tiny ant seemed enlivened
Flowers bloomed
Nature was full of life
But why wasn't I
The rain came pouring down
Washed away the tears from my eyes
Spring
When you want the time to past
It tends to be quite lazy
When you want the time to slow
It goes flying by fast
Time goes by like crazy
When you want to savor the moments
When you want to get to the moments
Time decides to take a vacation
Time tries to please whole nations
But one watches the time fly
While another waits for the time to fly
When I am the one watching
I say, "Time goes by fast."
When I am the one waiting
I say, "Hurry up and past!"
But time cannot please everyone
I get on the computer
Go to meaningless sites
Trying to escape reality
I watch television
Change it away from the news
Trying to escape reality
I play video games
Nothing violent
Trying to escape reality
I open my book
A fantasy fiction
Trying to escape reality
I face the world
With eyes closed
Trying to
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