I fight and fight and still I fall
But back to your feet my soul still calls
The rain and pain left my mind restrained
But I still gain, no life lives in vain
Sometimes it seems has if God peaks out
from behind the shadows from within me
The shadows that are casted into my life
but only to show he is still the brights
of all lights......
Sharon Smith
The orangey glow spreads across the land
Terror encroaches upon this weary man
Another night full of fright
He secretes away out of sight praying he won’t have to fight.
Wesley Cox
tonight is the night
for witches and fright
but light of the morning
finds goblins yawning
Fragments of a song in the making~
Meet me outside of nowhere
Take me up the back stairs
We’ll watch the moon
Dance around the stars.
Amber red paints the night sky
Whiskey shot through our closed eyes
Mellow sun wakes up the dawn.
I like this. A simple thought given words...beautiful.
rebekahELLE wrote:
Fragments of a song in the making~
Meet me outside of nowhere
Take me up the back stairs
We’ll watch the moon
Dance around the stars.
Amber red paints the night sky
Whiskey shot through our closed eyes
Mellow sun wakes up the dawn.
red sky morning
sailors warning
red sky night
sailors delight
thats not mine btw.
i dont know who wrote it.
philip carey 61 wrote:
I like this. A simple thought given words...beautiful.
rebekahELLE wrote:
Fragments of a song in the making~
Meet me outside of nowhere
Take me up the back stairs
We’ll watch the moon
Dance around the stars.
Amber red paints the night sky
Whiskey shot through our closed eyes
Mellow sun wakes up the dawn.
thank you kindly~ I see you write poetry also~ will read and comment later in your hubs.
there are some poems here.
With bare feet
on damp lawn
step forward
to greet dawn.
and so to bed,
I have read.
some lovely words within these pages...
Too tired to find a rhyme
good night, see you all soon xxxxxxxx
the moon in his cheap disguise
too bright to open up his eyes
sees the sun begin to rise
to late now to argue why
Oh to the night...which starts now on a winter's hour...
Who can survive the night...alone...by their own power?
The best thing we can do to make it through the night is sleep...
And pray to be unaware of things outside our rooms...that silently creep. (A poem for Halloween)
A mango dawn is what I see
No-one dare tell me differently
It brightens, it taints, seduces the sky
In awe, I coo: oh me, oh my...
Silent sadness, dark of night.
Wishing for the morning's light.
But darkness comes 'fore dawn they say.
Tomorrow is another day.
The morning sun peers
from the clouds as they part
I stretch in my bed
and have a good fart
(sorry about that) try:
The morning sun peers
from the clouds as they part
it brushes my cheeks
and awakens my heart
(Better?)
Clouds billowing up above me
With the golden hue of sunset light
I caught a glimpse of splendid glory
Only God possessed
apricot wrote:
The morning sun peers
from the clouds as they part
I stretch in my bed
and have a good fart
(sorry about that) try:
The morning sun peers
from the clouds as they part
it brushes my cheeks
and awakens my heart
(Better?)
Hella funny.
Up past the tops of tallest pines,
the orange morning sunlight shines,
and brings through windows morning's light,
as dawn replaces dark of night.

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