These are original poems written by me. Do not steal them, I will seriously hunt you down and hurt you.
"Oh, What the Darkness Does Hide!"
In light we can see that shadow with wings,
That darkness it brings with many strange things.
Do you not wonder what things they might be?
Could they be the cold chill of winter or coming of the fall?
Could they possibly hide dark secrets inside?
Or maybe it is something we could not imagine at all!
Or perchance there is a bit of light kept doused by hidden hands,
A few lanterns with oil that once shined so bright
And may be coming to their ends.
Could they be small creatures that feed on the shade,
Or maybe the corpses of those that once were?
Oh, they might be those poor souls that were trapped!
Perhaps we could release them into the light!
Or would they fall along with night?
Would it not be so great to know what hides within the shadow?
What lies beneath a permanent gloom?
I must know of the things that dance beyond sight!
Oh, what the darkness does hide!
"Airplanes and Falling Stars"
Our eyes fixed upon the universe,
Thinking how wondrous it is to see such magic,
Confusing airplanes for falling stars,
Making wishes as though they might come true.
How beautiful this innocence is,
So blissfully unaware.
If we could just remain in ignorance,
If we could hold on to that paradise,
Maybe our blood would stay warm,
And we could live forever.
"Something Wrong with Our Eyes"
There's something wrong with the world today,
Something wrong with our eyes.
The way we see things is blind.
The way we perceive things makes us out of our minds.
The way we do things leaves us wondering why we can't seem to defy
The gravity that keeps us lagging behind
The rest of the world that we hold on our shoulders.
We just can't seem to shake it, even when we're older
And a little bit bolder.
The way we all get a little bit colder,
It's hard to see the potential for light
When every day is a fight to survive in this life.
And at night we become so full of spite
That it's hard to find anything right with the world.
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"Beauty is how you feel inside,
and it reflects in your eyes.
It is not something physical."
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