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Ran againWere Done.
¨I were done,¨
said the boy.
Where did cubey go?
the boy drew many
Was Pete and Jay
Jay said to Pete
¨Get up off yer feet!¨
Go in and meet
Some nice ol mary daisy.¨
Then Pete said ¨Sure¨
He got off the floor
And ran to the door
Shouting ¨This time I may
Just go crazy.¨
Low and behold
Pete found his gold
And proceeded to have a baby....
Well, not physically but he
got someone to be his wife
I Am.I´m outta here.
To Greece I will go
Meet me there
After I have grown.
A Man I will become.
Maybe you will join me
On my fertile patch of land.
Let´s get married
Once I am a man.
Don´t worry about the baby
The trees that encircle my land
Will protect her and give her company
For this is my Space of Love.
The Beloved and Us.Around the earth
Blows the breath of God.
beloved and adored
Are all given boundless power.
Through the power of the heart
They were given all the universe
To govern and command.
Ancients were they
And they loved and cared well
For all the Earth
Children of the Earth,
Beloved of the Father
the fire of love
Their holy name
Boundless were the Ancient´s joy
Until the Great Insanity began.
And here we are today
Is this the end?
Have we lost our joy?
Have we lost,
What it is that we treasure most:
No matter how much we suppress or subdue
The heart´s impulses
It will always remain
Across the universe
Spanning all the Earth
Embracing everyone´s potential
Loving all for who they ARE
I will try,
Interview of a dandelion.INTERVIEW EXCLUSIVE!!!
The following interview is the weed´s first say on the matter.
20 Q and A with a dandelion.
Q: ¨What are your views on 9/11?¨
Dandelion: ¨I don´t know really. I am, after all, a dandelion. ¨
Q: ¨What would you do if someone pulled out your neighbor but NOT you?¨
Dandelion: ¨Considering that I am, after all, a dandelion, I´d say that that would upset me dearly.¨
Q: ¨What would you have to say about global warming?¨
Dandelion: ¨Well, I would say I do appreciate the hurricanes as they do disperse my seeds well. I am, after all, just a dandelion.¨
Q: ¨What´s your favourite colour?¨
Dandelion: ¨I´d have to say yellow.¨
Q: ¨What religion do you follow?
Hopes and dreams.A day and a night.
A breeze of a wind
Soldiers marching on
Daylight creeping out
Singing of an ancient time
When the song was still the same
Marching in the gloomy days
When streets were lined with slime
Calling out and pleading
With the mists of space and time
She hears me all too clearly
But space and time sink deep
Walking through the jungle
And I see a light ahead
A shack built sound of timber
InappropriateThe walls are now closer
"Hold me" I say
And a tear wells
Sliding, falling down my face
A tear falls
A tear falls
Soothing is a tear
Opeaning is a tear
A tear is the heart's greatest compassion
I said to hold
Me, a hopeless
Don't disillusion yourself
"But I want her"
Will you cry with me?
But that was then
I am not sad
This heart is filled with peace
A letter to the public
This is not for her
If you are wondering
If only you knew
Know only this
I will stay
My heart agrees
There is no other way.
Sub, missionCharmeleon says:
Today is Three of the past clock fifteen.
Wass a turtle?
BULBASOAR into the sky with a feathered wing, and behold...
Lost the plot times 10!!!!
Seriosly, though, the, point, is, no , ONE, COMMENTED ON TOMMOROW WE RISE OR THE WET. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEAPLE!!! dnt u no genius wn u c it?
Spice of smell, voice of bells Faraway, the spice is gone without. The wonderous golden life is with the ocean, and I am but a river.
But carried on the wind, sometimes a speck, or two bells land together, and then the voice, lovely, wonderous, unpredictable.
A great space between me and the leaf, the sparkling rain forest. The sun comes out, and all the raindrops become mirrors of the sun.
Mud and the stars, where I am the mud.
I am unwanted, trampled by animals and washed off by men.
She is the stars, no ladder to reach-
-"DREAMING!" mud thinks.
Here are two eyes, outshining the stars.
Just a Grilled Cheese (Sherlock x Reader Drabble)Pan- Check.
“Sherlock? Where’s the butter?”
“I used it for an experiment.”
“And you couldn’t have told me that before I went to the grocery so I could get more?”
You let out a little growl at the ceiling, “I’ll just have to ask-“
“I used all Mrs. Hudson’s as well.”
You slumped against the counter. All you had wanted was a grilled cheese. Just toasty bread and melted cheese. But of course in this household that was asking too much.
Two weeks. Two weeks you’d wanted a grilled cheese and every time you went to make one something came up. Needless to say that at this point the craving was almost unbearable.
John came into the kitchen to find you looking at your ingredients with the most dejected look on your face. You looked like a kicked puppy and it was damn near heartbreaking. He wrapped an arm around your shoulde
Stay with Me- Sherlock x ReaderThe last thing Sherlock had expected in his return was that you would welcome him with a smile and open arms, especially after how John had reacted. He’d walked up the steps to 221B and hesitantly knocked on the door, sure that he was going to get slapped or worse, but you’d pulled the door open and after the initial moment of shock gave a soft chuckle, “Welcome home, Sherlock Holmes.”
In all the time he’d known you, there had never been anything between you beyond a friendship that for some reason worked better than most and was stronger than he ever could have anticipated. It was something that had happened without him ever realizing, that friendship, but right now, sitting in his chair watching you making tea, he wished there had been more- not really for the love but to have a deeper connection, to escape from the loneliness he’d discovered in his heart.
He gave a fleeting smile at the skull still on the mantle before observing the rest of the fl
England x Sister!Reader: Gay or British?
"Why do you keep staring at me?"
"Because," [First] [Last] said, stretching out the word. Eyes narrowed, she stared at Arthur Kirkland. "I see you hanging out with a bunch of. . . guys."
Arthur is a man with messy blonde hair and emerald eyes. He proclaims himself as a gentleman, but his language when he's angry goes against it. Right now he was sitting at a table at a cafe with a newspaper in hand.
[First] is the a younger sister that uses vulgar language from time to time. She was a little strange to others, for she plays some video games like Call of Duty, or Pokemon. She had [h/c] hair that was usually shiny, and [e/c] eyes that were currently scrutinized at Arthur.
Two cups laid on the white fabric of the table. Arthur had specifically ordered earl grey tea, while [First] asked for [drink]. Francis Bonnefoy was the owner of this cafe, in whic
Company of Friends- Sam and Dean x ReaderWhen I die, let them judge me by my company of friends
Let them know me as the footprints that I left upon the sand
Let them laugh for all the laughter
Let them cry for laughter’s end
But when I die, let them judge me by my company of friends
The Impala rushed down the road, eager to be far away from the terrible reality. A silence settled over the car like it rarely did- no music blaring from its speakers as Dean put all his focus on the road with a death grip on the wheel and Sam looked out the passenger window with a clenched jaw. In the air that rushed by, Dean swore he heard your laugh the one filled with squealed joy and ground his teeth as he fought back the tears pressing at his eyes.
That laugh was gone and had taken with it the soft melodic giggles and the teasingly purred chuckles.
All of it was gone.
Sam suddenly let out a soft sad chuckle, the noise laced with nostalgia, and Dean responded with a low warning growl,
Romania X Neko Reader
Romania X Reader
A man is walking down the street. He has strawberry blond hair with crimson eyes and pale skin. He is wearing a dark red overcoat with a white shirt and black pants underneath and black boots. He is strolling along the side walk calmly.
“Go away you filthy beast!” a voice shouts
The man turns to see another man swinging a broom at a cat. The cat has messy (fur/color) fur and fear filled (eye/color) eyes. The cat yowls when the broom hits it and it falls into the street. The man huffs and returns inside. The other man runs to the poor creature.
“Hey, are you ok” he ask petting it gently
It turns to him and meows painfully. He sees it’s a girl and also notices her leg at an odd angle.
‘It must be broken’ he thinks
He scoops her up in his arms. And walks away.
He returns home he puts her down on the couch and leaves only to return with a first aid kit.
“I don’t know much about taking care of cats but I will do my bes
Levi x Reader: After All This Time? (9) (f/n)'s eye shot open immediately, before she could react to William's lips on hers. Levi shoved him and pushed him against the wall. He had his arm on William's neck, very ready to strangle him. William, however, remained unfazed by his attack.
"Why were you kissing my wife?!" Levi shouted, adding pressure on William's neck. There was something about this man that Levi could not trust. And something that he didn't like as well. (f/n) was confused. She woke up feeling warm and soft lips and now the owner of those lips was being strangled.
"I'm going to kill you for that!" Levi shouted once more, about to strangle him to death. (A/N: LOL)
William got bored of Levi's childish threats and his not so effective strength and shoved Levi off, fixing his tie that Levi had ruined.
"Levi! What the hell are you doing in my room?" (f/n) questioned, keeping a stoic yet irritated face. She looked at William threateningly while he
For The Pursuit of Happiness (Romania x Reader)
For The Pursuit of Happiness
(Romania x Reader)
Thought I’d make something to see how much I’ve come along as a writer since the day I started~! This story will be updated once a year for the next 4 years to see how far I’ve come along. But, each chapter will be at most 10,000 words to make up for the lack of updating. This will be a four-part story; I will also leave no mysterious endings….huehuehue I’m not that evil.
This is based on true events that happened to an unnamed daughter of an Earl that was scheduled to be wed within a week’s time of meeting her husband, she in return rejected him and became violent by lashing out tarnishing her families reputation. Her family sent her on a retreat to deal with her ‘womanly anger’ to release any built up tension before her marriage, these are the event
Rainbow Dash x Male!Pegasus!Reader
A kick start
Fandom: My Little Pony: FiM
Rainbow Dash x Famous!Male!Pegasus!Reader
My Little Pony FiM and its characters © Whoever created it [too lazy to google]
This story © RecklessAlbinoChibi
You/Yourself © Whoever you want, dear.
The young Pegasus couldn't contain her excitement. Her turquoise wings twitched and her hooves fidgeted beneath her. Rainbow Dash couldn't stand still, no matter hard she tried nor how much her friends sighed in annoyance of her antics. To say she was joyful or happy would be an understatement. But today, and today only, would her friends allow this behaviour without uttering so much as a single complaint. She pounced up and down, her violet eyes eagerly searching throughout the crowd of gather ponies. The whole of Ponyville seemed to be gathered here, all with the hopes of meeting one of the most famous pony's in all of Equestria [
Officially Missing You (AU! Levi x Clingy! Reader)
Officially Missing You
(AU! Levi x Clingy! Reader)
I’m officially missing you.
To feel your face, to see you smile, to listen to your voice would be a dream come true. I missed you, I wanted you, to be with you like we had before but….of course that was simply a childish dream that would never come to light. I had to grow up and move on, everyone else already had but where was I? What was I doing? Still, I was obsessing over you, predicting where my life would take a turn.
I wasn’t living.
You told me to continue living even after you had gone but how was I to do that? Without you by my side…..I….I was nothing. I laid my head in my hands yet again, I let the tears roll dow
Stranger LoveI am not the sunlit wing-print
splayed out on the bedroom wall.
I am not the dark mass forming
in a corner of an airless hall.
I am not the viscous vengeance
where you sink your spinning wheels.
I am not the leaky bucket
hung up on your wishing well.
You are not my soul mate missing
wandering a winter's night.
You are not the sound of angels
singing by a candle's light.
You are not the rasp of fingers
fumbling with a hasp of steel.
You are not the tattered towel
soaking up the things I feel.
I am the oblivious child,
dancing where the wildflowers are.
You are my unwitting captive
lighting up a jelly jar.
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