Hope
As I see your face I remember how it used to be
Your soft touch on my hand
So much joy came from us
As I look at your gorgeous face I begin to dream about the olden days
I remembered the hopes, the happiness, and the discussions
What has happened to those memorable moments?
But as I look into your eyes I see a tear
My hand comes to wipe it away from your cheek, but it is as if you werent truly
there.
Not a word escaping your lips
More tears followed the first
It was only then that I realized that you werent really there the whole time
I felt as if I had done something wrong
Tears began to well up in my own eyes
Wiggly, Piggly, Diggly... by Valandil-Telemnar, literature
Literature
Wiggly, Piggly, Diggly...
The Three Pigs
One day there were a group of pigs that were wandering the countryside when they came upon a wolf. The wolf had brown, rugged hair that made him look like he was mad. Before we go more into detail about the wolf and what the pigs do next let's talk about what the pigs themselves look like.
Wiggly, the first pig had a pink, fat body with a short, round snout with tiny tusks that made it look cute, not mean or terrifying. Its legs were stubby and so were its arms. Its tail had a cute little wisp to it.
Piggly, the second pig had long legs and long arms. The body was muscular and lean. The tusks were medium sized and threat
I walked this path with people
I walked this path with no people
People showed up and comforted me…they left me
Then one person came…I felt good…happy
Then I found out the truth
I got in the way
My mind twirls as I think up on this (how many times have I been in the way…)
Now I don't know if I'll get in the way and cast out again…
Thanksgiving Day Poem by Valandil-Telemnar, literature
Literature
Thanksgiving Day Poem
We feasted with the Native Americans after they saved us from starvation...
Then we stole their lands...
Raped their women...
Give them firewater(alcohol)...
Put them in reservations...
Give them tax deductions...
After getting scalped a few times...
All in all we celebrate Thanksgiving together...
Thanksgiving Day Poem by Valandil-Telemnar, literature
Literature
Thanksgiving Day Poem
We feasted with the Native Americans after they saved us from starvation...
Then we stole their lands...
Raped their women...
Give them firewater(alcohol)...
Put them in reservations...
Give them tax deductions...
After getting scalped a few times...
All in all we celebrate Thanksgiving together...
I walked this path with people
I walked this path with no people
People showed up and comforted me…they left me
Then one person came…I felt good…happy
Then I found out the truth
I got in the way
My mind twirls as I think up on this (how many times have I been in the way…)
Now I don't know if I'll get in the way and cast out again…
Wiggly, Piggly, Diggly... by Valandil-Telemnar, literature
Literature
Wiggly, Piggly, Diggly...
The Three Pigs
One day there were a group of pigs that were wandering the countryside when they came upon a wolf. The wolf had brown, rugged hair that made him look like he was mad. Before we go more into detail about the wolf and what the pigs do next let's talk about what the pigs themselves look like.
Wiggly, the first pig had a pink, fat body with a short, round snout with tiny tusks that made it look cute, not mean or terrifying. Its legs were stubby and so were its arms. Its tail had a cute little wisp to it.
Piggly, the second pig had long legs and long arms. The body was muscular and lean. The tusks were medium sized and threat
Hope
As I see your face I remember how it used to be
Your soft touch on my hand
So much joy came from us
As I look at your gorgeous face I begin to dream about the olden days
I remembered the hopes, the happiness, and the discussions
What has happened to those memorable moments?
But as I look into your eyes I see a tear
My hand comes to wipe it away from your cheek, but it is as if you werent truly
there.
Not a word escaping your lips
More tears followed the first
It was only then that I realized that you werent really there the whole time
I felt as if I had done something wrong
Tears began to well up in my own eyes
Current Residence: Washington Favourite genre of music: Mostly techno Favourite style of art: Abstract Operating System: Windows XP Shell of choice: Black with silver designs Wallpaper of choice: Black Skin of choice: Black with silver designs Favourite cartoon character: Age/Bellcross
Hellooo! This is my first journal entry.
bla bla bla
Nothing clever comes to mind for me to say while acting as Chris.
So I suppose I'm done :(
I know. Lame.
Well, we'll see if he notices this is on here.
^^ Baiz