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Forgotten by tiger-queen, literature
Literature
Forgotten
I am sitting here alone
Moving slightly in the breeze
It's been weeks since I've seen anyone
My only company is the golden leaves
I long for the days
That moved so quickly by
When children would swing on me
I would take them to the sky
The rush of freedom
As I swung up high
The gleeful laugh
As they watched the world rush by
I was important, the favourite
No one else was ever used as well
But I have been forgotten
From my high horse I fell
I have been abandoned
Left alone in a once bustling playground
Just a poor solitary swing
Watching the world go round
Man of Few Words by Infamouskitkit, literature
Literature
Man of Few Words
no cliche can capture
the way you make me feel
while words may change and fade away
I know that this is real
the tenderness you've shown me
is much greater than a phrase
your kindness is quite evident
not lost in wordy haze
your love for me is shown
in everything you do
you don't need to say a single word
your actions speak more true
you've never offered poetry
and not a single song
for rhythm is too structured
and lines too often wrong
too often I have tried to find
the words inside your heart
but I've begun to understand
that actions can be art
The Rain by punkness-queen, literature
Literature
The Rain
I'm sitting here,
Listening to the rain
Hitting the tin rooves,
Washing away the pain.
Everything is new,
And things begin to grow.
Buds begin to flower,
And dirt and dust must go.
All the grass is green,
And clouds filter the sky.
I listen to the rain,
And then I wonder why.
dream-like existence by Geoffoir, literature
Literature
dream-like existence
hollow flowers on the lake,
gently bob over the ripples.
moonbeams caressing the dense marsh,
a rapid breeze stabs at the trees.
specks of gold sparkle through
the black silk sheets which cover the sky.
a silver dollar sewed in place,
shines down on this serene reserve.
my fingertips trace over the water,
leaving an impression of your face.
stars dive out of the sky, into the visage,
where your eyes lay still.
A trout jumps up,
out of your mouth,
waves and says "Goodbye.. Hello".
Then off she swims, her tail wiping away the face I touched.
Furious,
i reach my arm in to grab that damn fish,
but alas she is too fast
and my ho
