what is this now?
is this a penny on the ground?
is this a penny that I found?

am I becoming Dr. Seuss?
does this stanza have any use?
the pointlessness is profuse!

Would we put the weapon down?

Would we put the weapon down?
And bow before the traitor's Crown?
Or raise our shield and brandish our sword
A new army for the true lord?

If only the choice was ours
And not left to the hateful stars.
For all our pride had long been drown
And so we lay the weapon down.

Hey it rhymed... that counts for something.

New line:

How he hated the trees

How he hated the trees
Not could turn him asunder
How he hated the trees
With his axe he was all a-blunder

How he hated the trees
Down came the mightiest oak
How he hated the trees
One landed on him...  he croaked.

More funnies, I don't know why I can't stop with those.

Come, come away...

Come, Come away...
With me
Lets be together
Forever
We will thrive in our glee
Free to love
Free to be
The only future that I can see
Is where you are by my side
Cause you came with me.

BETTER NOT BE NINJAD MAN.

Haven't seen you in three years.

Haven't seen you in three years.
Haven't see you since you left in tears.
Please understand, that was so long ago.
If only I had known what I now know...
I was quite a different person back then.

Is this really how it all ends?
Had things been different, do you think we could have been friends?
I was quite a different person back then.

^ Poem about the least painful lesson I have ever learned. That's why I don't write poetry...

New line: Such is the price of progress.

Haven't seen you in three years
But what has avoided my eyes
Has been trapped by my ears
Your body replaced by your lies

You've been off afar
while your stories remain near
All purity drowned in tar
Your truth lost in fear

Yes, I know what you said
But I don't know you, anymore
So stay away till your dead
Or at least, make it three more.

Um...

I got ninja'd, by xzeno, but I don't want to write a new poem so I just won't post a new first line.

SWEET! CLEAN SLATE!

You said hi.
Now I am saying bye.

Beastly.

Conflicts in the mind

Conflicts in the mind
Thoughts dance 'round in my head
No solutions present themselves in my stead

Well there it is!

Blood drips.

Blood drips
from your head down to the floor.
Looking around me
It is a blood fest galore.

Can't run away
Cause the smell is so inviting
Can't stall or delay
The taste is so delighting.

Petty little theif

o.0 Well I wasn't expecting that. Rather dark for your personality moon. :) I like it.