poetry
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Green tree tops Set against the blue sky, Dark greens, light greens White clouds floating by, Warm night, clear vision I can see far and wide, I see across the roof tops Piercing my searching eyes, Quite and still, nobody is out Save for the sound of a distant shout, Peace and harmony Is resonating…
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Like porcelain and china You are precious yet so fragile, Resonating class and beauty Towards you I’ll do my duty, To share the love To share the light, To bask within you day and night, I’ll hold you when vulnerable I’ll stand by you while remaining humble, I’ll keep you warm During the coldest times,…
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Selfish would be to keep you for myself To own and control and make you mine only, But instead I prefer that you’re a free spirit That you go out and know how to live it, And you know how to have fun and get what you need Yet I love that you always come…
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I cannot stand a lie So do not stand and to me, Especially if you think That you have the right to rule me.
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Show the courage of your convictions Or be convicted for a lack of courage. (Fauxcroft.)
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Euphoric moments Raise us up on high, It’s exhillarating About this I can’t lie, It will be fun to feel it As I prepare to die, Rather that than Choosing to cry.
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Stop the green tax Is what some people say, Stick with dirty fuel That’s their refrain, Like they’ve somehow forgot About acid rain, And all the pollution That is sustained, Why are the fearful Of renewable energies, That could go to helping Keeping our earth clean, Clean air, clean seas, clean soil Is that so…
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I saw a shooting star tonight The wonders of the universe shine bright, So much out there we don’t know I’d love to see all of the cosmic shows, That happens well beyond our view Yet magical and if ever perused, Would be an honour and would blow our minds I love how the cosmos…
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We look externally for answers Not understanding they’re within, We look to others for the answers But we already know the truth, That the answers are within our knowing If we were only to search and look, Within our conscious mind they’re dwelling Laid out like pages in a book, Just waiting to be understood…
fauxcroft 