Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
there was a little unicorn he was very sad
he had lost his horn the only one he had
somewhere in the forest didnt quite no where
he noticed that his horn had gone no longer was it there
suddenly a fairy came.  from behind a tree.
and the little unicorn she could plainly see
she saw that he was crying and she asked him why
i have lost my horn he said i was walking bye

dont worry said the fairy i know what to do
i will wave my wand and cast a spell for you
fairy cast her spell and a horn began to grow
it was very bright and began to glow
now he had a horn it was nice and new
where he had his old one. another one had grew.

unicorn was happy and no longer sad
his horn had been replaced with the one he had
fairy flew away waved and said good bye
high up in the sky in the bright blue sky
 Mar 2014 Trader Tim
Xyns
Recovered
 Mar 2014 Trader Tim
Xyns
Tears don't sting anymore
Whiskey bottles not crowding the floor
Eyes wide open
To the words unspoken

Heart doesn't ache anymore
Burning pages I've already torn
I stopped fighting
But you're not winning
ive traveled round the world to Paris and to Rome
the only place i long to be is my home sweet home
traveled every highway each and every shore
the best part that i like is when i am home once more

traveled every ocean and the islands too
each and every desert beneath the sky so blue
the only place i love is home sweet home for me
the place  where i belong.  and i just long to be
 Mar 2014 Trader Tim
Wednesday
You once told me I was hypnotic
and a few days after that I had a vision
that included us killing each other

and you shot me dead
before I could even pull out my knife
and I think that’s a pretty **** accurate representation

I always said that to shoot someone is pretty non personal
and this is nothing but

so I started to carve little rotten raspberry slits in your skin
and the juice ran out in tiny rivulets on flayed open bone
because that’s true

you flayed me open with
the razor in your tongue and
the cold steel of your shoulder and
you broke my bones with the hammer in your eyes

so I guess I just feel like I deserve more than a
bullet to my chest

I don’t think I was the one who deserved to die
End Of An Era

If not for bad luck, Id have none at all,
would love to rise, but always fall.
I've come close a few times,
but all I have are stupid rhymes.
Not sorry for what I used to write,
used to think my future was bight.
Now it's gloomy and it's dark,
I have no bite and barely a bark.
Used to think, I'd be famous,
all I am is a big fat ****.
Doing my best, but nothing works,
can't wait til I'm a corpse.
My caring days are long gone,
nothing more than a silly pawn.
Don't even feel like writing anymore,
rhyming has become nothing but a bore.
Thank you all for your support,
but my rhyming, I must abort.

If not for bad luck, Id have none at all,
would love to rise, but always fall.
I've come close a few times,
but all I have are stupid rhymes.
Not sorry for what I used to write,
used to think my future was bight.
Now it's gloomy and it's dark,
I have no bite and barely a bark.
Used to think, I'd be famous,
all I am is a big fat ****.
Doing my best, but nothing works,
can't wait til I'm a corpse.
My caring days are long gone,
nothing more than a silly pawn.
Don't even feel like writing anymore,
rhyming has become nothing but a bore.
Thank you all for your support,
but my rhyming, I must abort.
if i could change the world to be a better place
not the troubled one that we have to face
there would be no worry no selfishness or greed
and a hungry mouth i would gladly feed
soldiers wouldnt die fighting in a war
i would change it all and live in peace once more
change it all around and make it fit to live
if i could change the world this i would freely give
I have tried to tame the universe,
as it's fabric teared into violent
mornings, racing towards ******
afternoons,

messages left in smudged
fingerprints across sheets
of time,

licking the sky gray
 Mar 2014 Trader Tim
Kagami
I need to say something.
I feel it pulling itself up my throat and
Through my lips, but it has been nothing
But my breath since I first thought of it.

I have no tolerance for anything,
Anxiety and impatience are taking over
And I know that no one will accommodate for me,
But I need to fix this somehow.
Next page