The Sun Sets In A Small Alleyway

The sun sets
The girl wishes on a star for love to love her when no one can
My hope my dream
The moon starts to say
I give you the world in which you have at your fingertips.
Run the world then take a bit more love for yourself
jumble the words in your mind and feel the waves of sound soak in.

The cat wishes on a star for love to love her when no one can
My hope my dream
The moon starts to says
I give you the world in which you have at your pawtips
Run the world then take a bit more love for yourself
jumble the words in your mind and and feel the waves of sound soak in.
They both long for a friend
In the mist of the morning they wonder out
The weather seems to feel their sadness as the day is gloomy
With the little sprinkles tapping on the girls light brown hair she stops
The cat strolls through a small alleyway
The tiny sprinkles of water brushing through her fur
The cat stops
The girl has found what she longed for
The cat too
The sun peeked out and seemed to whisper joy, happiness
Flowers began to sprout and grow all within the cobblestone road
The girl and the cat never lost the happiness that came to them in the small alley way

ED

ED, Willow, whatever you may want to call him
He controlled my head like my heart controls my body
Crying everyday, weak as spaghetti, skinny like a toothpick, Counting my footsteps
I finally had to let him go
It was saying goodbye to my dearest oldest friend
Never to be seen again
But now I see it all now that you’re gone
You are an expert at lying, I even believed you
You paint me a beautiful picture then ruin it with your cold hands
I lived in your games but you changed the rules every single day
Making a young girl cry like that is wrong, if only you weren’t in my life, I would be a normal child, but no, you decided to take my heart for your own steal it, hide it, I couldn’t find it.
Thank you for the worst years of my life.
I was blinde, clearly, but of course, I couldn’t see that.
I now stop answering your calls in my head,
Goodbye,
FOREVER

Scissors

shiny sharp blades and a thick handle the scissors peacefully lay on the floor
waiting to be picked up so they can pull apart the paper with a ripppp in a clean shape.A little girl picks up the thick plastic handles running through the halls
as her mother shouts after her “wait, walk, hold them with two hands!”

At the end of the day the scissors are returned to their place so they can rest for the next day
but what happens when the scissors are not peaceful but violent and lightly cut through you
what happens to them?
Peaceful or harmful the scissors are always used and then left to harmlessly rest at the end of the day that is why I love scissors.

The Closet

I walk to the door and it is open,
I walk inside and I am frightened,
I look around and I am roped in,
I see the clutter and I am tightened

Socks, pant, shirts, you name it, the more I look I am hoping
This treacherous mess is not mine
The more I look the more I cry.
As I try to come up with a rhyme
I hear a boom behind my head
As I realize this is my mess instead

Love ♡

Love is a strong word for a meaningful purpose.
Don’t take it for granted it’s not gonna hurt us.
Just go along with it, go with the flow.
I know it seems scary but it’s just the way to go.
Enhance it truly and never lie.
For if you do it can make you cry.
Love can be harsh and it can be beautiful too.
And remember you can’t love anyone else before you love you for you.
Don’t look in the mirror and bring yourself down.
Just because she’s “prettier” doesn’t mean you’ve lost your crown.
Someone will love you for you and everything that you will be.
Just have hope even if they call you a dreamer and crazy.
They will catch you when you fall and be there when you need them most.
Just don’t give up or fall out of love, keep them very close.
This Love will only get stronger from the effort you put in.
Don’t leave them putting in all of it or your love.. It just might bend.
Always try your hardest even when it seems like they give up.
Remind them of reasons you love them and how they’re more than enough.
This will lead to an eternal relationship on earth and in the clouds.
Just hold on to it forever and never look down.
They know all your weaknesses and what makes you cry
So if they purposely did it and know why, then maybe that means they don’t wanna try.
Try to put in effort and god will send them to you.
Whether you’re in a good place in life or feeling all blue.
Just remember you belong here and your body isn’t paper.
It’s worth more than everything not for a razor.
Know what you’re worth and always keep your head up.
I have faith in you mi Amor This was just a checkup.
To make sure your ok and if perhaps your not.
Talk to someone who cares for you so you can say you fought.
Fought to be ok and fought to still be here.
Your worth everything to me but your lover’s your keeper.
Don’t take them for granted even if you get mad or upset.
There’s always a better outcome honey don’t fret.
Remember your worth and always love yourself.
Whoever sees that in you will choose you over wealth.
Money can’t buy happiness, greed will always make you poor.
Love yourself and everyone, if you do just that, your life will be amazing for sure!

The Bike

The bike just sits there all alone
Behind the battered, broken, and bruised boards
The bike is so old it’s like a bone
As I hit the old bell RING RING it cries out like broken chords
The wheels creak against the concrete floor
When I move it away from those ugly boards
I decided that the bike can ride no more
So I rest the bike and leave it moored

Mighty Green Grass

The might green grass towers above
Blurts out hi out into the sky
Waves back at you as you walk by
As tall as a skyscraper as small as an ant
Millions of millions across the yard
Never looks down always ahead
Playing and running onto of the might green grass
Oh green grass, oh green grass how much I love you

Love For our land

Billowing in the wind, our flag stands tall. Loyalty shines through the tight woven fabric. It blows, not just for our country itself, but for the people living in it. This small flag is an emblem of our trust, our faith, and our loyalty. Some days, the flag will hang low, his head down with sorrow. That flag is waiting for us. Waiting for us to bring the wind and make our country whole. We will crawl till we learn to upsurge together and rise as one body. That is when the flag will rise again. That is when the flag will dance, in our glory.

The sly fox(es)

Fox, nature’s trickster,
peering at it’s prey,
plotting.
Under a tree,
hidden in bushes.
Does it pounce?
Never.
But that fox,
that fat, foolish, fox.
Thought it was so slick.
It circled the nest,
when.
Sploosh!
It fell in the river,
whilst the bird laughed,
unaware of the second fox,
only inches away.