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Sin Jun 2016
Who cries for the little children
When pain and hurt fall upon
The little hearts of purest love
From the hands of the cruel and sick

Who cries for the little children
Locked up and fed a fist
Thrown around the floor like dust
No meals or drink no more

Who cries for the little children
When their voices are so mute
The only thing they know right now
Is life must be extinct

So let them fall into the arms
Of hearts that truly love
In sleep forever they rest now
And tears shall fall no more
Sin Jun 2016
Upon bracken soaked hills tears did flow
As memories glide away
The moors they hold a deep silent love
Of hearts now lost to above

How the winds and rain carry on through
The ghosts of yesterday now roam
Betwixt the hollow ground
And shadows of fate now gone

Tis here that silence did fall
And the hand of death slain them all
For the devil he did roam the moors
Beneath the moonlight's shadow

Oh lost spirits cry and wail
Bring us to the resting gate
So we can say our goodbyes
Amongst the wind swept
Fears and lies
Sin Apr 2016
The outline of her body as the sheet clings
Every contour of her womanhood
Makes angels sing
For perfection she has become
And a burning desire for me
Just watching her from this point
I want to always see

I want to crawl under that sheet
To feel her warmth inside
To caress her ******* and skin so soft
To taste her honey hive
**** she is so perfect
I love her evermore
I hope that this lust we have
Will never fall to the floor

Breathing in and out so low
Her lips so ruby red
Now I'll close the door right now
And climb into her bed
  Apr 2016 Sin
Little Bear
"Mum I've got a tummy ache
I think i'm not too well"
"Yes .. you do look a little peeky,
Oh dear.. what is that smell?"

"Did you eat something you should't?
did you eat something you should?
did you eat something really bad?
or eat something much too good?"

"Well I only had some prunes you see"
"How many?" .. *"twenty four..."

"good heavens take the toilet roll
and make sure you shut the door."

"Battle stations everyone,
someone hold the dog,
we might have to evacuate,
someone write the captains log!!"


"Stardate.. sometime this afternoon
someone ate too many prunes
seal them in the bathroom
and lock up all the rooms!"


It's going to be touch and go,
just stand in the door frame,
I've just bleached the ****** bathroom,
it'll never be clean again...
  Apr 2016 Sin
NeroameeAlucard
I love animals, especially birds of prey
And the eagle in particular is the one we'll discuss today
Majestic, wide wings and an almost regal personality
Seeing an eagle in flight is like watching your dreams turn into reality

Now, I didn't think of this solely for our heavily feathered friends
I thought of Eagles because someone reading this could think that the hard time they're in won't end.

Well, like an eagle, use the wind of the storm to carry yourself beyond the pain
We're all here for you, you're an eagle in all but name
Sin Apr 2016
I look for her in burned pages of
Forever
My queen that love brought to my door
The darkness brings with it the shadows
And lost kisses fall upon
The dust riddled floor

How my black heart aches
To see the moon shine in her eyes again
And to taste the crimson life
Spill from the neck of pure beauty

Am I destined to howl like a banshee
Alone and chastised
By the hand of the master that now
Robs me of slight happiness
And blinds my sight
Oh cruel world punisher of my soul

Tis not the sound of her
Baying at my door
For my sense of sound deceives me
Yet love holds me tight

Play not with my feelings oh lord of the ******
Just let one more night belong to us
For I am nothing come the morn
And by the light of this nights moon
She will be gone
I know it's not a poem but just had to put this out. Hope all who reads it enjoys. Thanx.
Sin Apr 2016
Cry not for me on this day of mourn
For angels shall rejoice to a summers morn
When voices carry a heart felt song
Upon the breeze of life

Patchouli serenade's the mind
With vanilla mixed in time
And cheeks that sting with tears
Each one a drop for all the years

Upon the grassy meadows we ran
To tunes of larks and whispers of love
The sun kissing our necks so raw
And smiles that did tore
Through the tears of joyous love

But greener is the grass this day
As still and quiet now I lay
And mop your brow as sadness holds
Onto your love strong and bold

Look up into a sky and see
Each little cloud could be
A piece of history of we
The picture book of life
For you my loving caring wife
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