Beauty fades.
It is but an abstraction of reality
that lasts for a mere moment,
so lets live the ecstasy that is this artistic second in time
before it turns to sand
and fills the desert beneith our feet,
and drowns us in a sea of sensational dirt
whose colours once painted our world
What wicked creature must I be
To walk past all the things I see?
To glance upon a woman’s cry
And simply go on passing by?
No, it is better I don’t realize.
What torments must a person gain
To shrug at an unknown person slain?
And mourn the deaths, be claimed unite
But secretly glare at each other in spite?
No, it is better I don’t realize.
What horrid things man grips
To have such hatred leave their lips!
So fiery prejudice burns in our hearts
That we accept this pain and every question departs!
No, it was better when I didn’t realize.
Lies Told to Children by DragonHaven42, literature
Literature
Lies Told to Children
1. There is a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. You can end your family’s financial troubles if you can find it.
2. Your older brother just said duck. Really.
3. Once a tooth detaches itself from your gum you should put that mass of dead cells and bacteria under your pillow. A fairy will enter your room once you are sleeping and exchange your tooth for money. Why your tooth is worth 5 cents when your classmate gets ten dollars is irrelevant, the tooth fairy has her reasons.
4. The bully is just jealous of you, if you do not respond they will leave you alone.
5. A magical elderly man watches you year round and judges you with hi
Last night I dreamt of you,
though I was wide awake.
A thousand wonderful memories,
once more my heart did break.
You held me in your arms,
I felt your presence near,
as our life played out before me,
once more I shed a tear.
I recalled our precious wedding day
and our joy at the birth of our son.
I recalled our very first rendezvous
and how I knew you'd be the one.
I remembered all the laughter
and your easy loving ways.
I looked into your beautiful face,
"I miss you," is all I say
A million tears have fallen,
in the time that you´ve been gone.
A million more are still to fall,
until my life is done.
cos when my life is over
and t
My friend,
You have written to me, asking about the relationship between the dragons, and my people, the dracons. In this letter, I shall endeavor to answer your query with as much detail and accuracy as is possible, for the question is about a very long and intricate subject, requiring an equally intricate response. Throughout history, dragons and dracons have had a close connection, but this relationship has varied to an extreme extent. Some dracons are still ruled by dragons, as they were in the distant past, some dragons serve in dracon armies for great amounts of pay, a few dragons even serve as living idols in dracon temples, and some
After the thrill of the hunt
you are still here -
churning me up inside,
making me into something
like a river
or a catastrophe.
I can almost see you
standing there on the porch
in the half-light
of naked wood and nails,
smoking your cigarette -
dressed up like a riddle.
What did you call me again?
Something that rhymed
with Brian or David
that you could only pronounce
with your mouth full.
I let you wear your boots
to bed.
I let you lie
about your age
and your husband,
and the fact that the library
wanted you for murder.
But you just moved
through my room
wearing my shirt and sweater
like you knew
someone was missing -
like the socks and s
The raven would not say my name -
only flutter its wing
and settle on the branch.
I watched its cockle eye
study me and the rooftops
that sang of autumn.
Leaves swirled in the wires
as the air blisterd around me
and I could feel myself
falling once again -
somewhere the light
would still remember me.
Kapre, Myths and legends Contest by rhavendc, literature
Literature
Kapre, Myths and legends Contest
I'm an adventurer so I like adventures. Today, I'm all by myself traveling the Mt. Banahaw. Le walking across the darkness...
Me: *whistle
Me: *whistle *whistle
Me: *whistle * whistle *whistle
*PSt - An anonymous call.
Me: Who's that?
*PSt - An anonymous call again.
Me: ???
*PSSSSSt - An anonymous call again and again.
Me: *angry
*bOOOOO - An unknown creature appeared.. And he's sitting on a tree?
Me: Aah!
Kapre: :)
Me: What are you?
Kapre: Come to my place little lady.
Me: Why?
Kapre:
Okay, the day was thanksgiving and happily, this story doesn't go around me. Compared to my family and Leslie's...mine would embarrass me. So as you can tell, this one's about Leslie. The cast's new gassy girl but way different from Michelle, obviously.
So at her house her mom was tidying up the house before her family came, which was her sister and her family. They had the usual family, but her sister was coming for this thanksgiving dinner since they usually took turns visiting each others home.
She admired her home and everything look perfect and tidy. "Ahh, perfect. Honey, Leslie, come down here!" she called. Her husband walked in his s
The Stable
Nativity play
Re-enact that special birth
Time to reflect.
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Christmas Day
Hanging mistletoe
Hope is running high
Will that special beau
Engender love's first sigh.
Holly from the wood
Amass of berries, red
Festive door, looking good
Christmas message spread.
Hours cooking, dinner done
Brandy flame did leap
Crackers pulled, 'twas good fun
Now all we do is sleep.
Television rattles on
Kitchen is a mess
Grandpa snores, hat askew
Christmas is the best.
Delice1941
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