Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
Strength is a body , beauty is a mind . A little girls pleasure is a beating . As she has no misery when she realizes , love . It comes in the smallest drops, mouse's cage . Cinderella , Cinderella ! So I step up, that's that mental . Cause I cant watch the land slide . Better before the hour becomes to late My hands become cold, sweat perspired . Sun rises, run and play . My smile brings crystal eyes . But when the little boy, He gives his loud opinion, has an attitude . Girl, she risks anything for him . Outburst of passionate energy rises from her being, Her spirit is stirred, Like a witch brews a bountiful stew Her heart raises to take the lead Colors unseen , blunt and beautiful . She doesn't see why they need be offended It's how I play, this my game . A person so full , enough to mix the world . As she turns to a beautiful young lady , Opportune time to try and fly Too fortunate to be cared for, What the hell babe? She continues to turn the table With her hand, Queen of hearts . Flush, the ******** . Her luck is vibrant in her life, August approaches . Each day is tweaked, to the perfect direction. Navigation is her freedom . What they call a 'Secret', That's what I call ignorance . Its all around and I watch it every day . Like a mermaid laid out on a boulder And watches waves crash on the shoulder, and keeps singing those handsome lullabies. So as this world cranks into action , I sit by and watch as it is turning to a direction that is love . Can you imagine, a single girl knowing so much Her friends family, never knew all this one child could inspire It was all so plain to see for them, boom. I'm useful and nice, our smirks. Like we don't already know what they mean . , they should look at their pitiful mirror . Like a one way street, but somehow they still made some turns? Looking up to only themselves, everyone else was feeble? I laugh, just a giggle, followed by a sigh . To see my happiness send someone to hell . Burning for fame, their passion is lust . Bad ******* tip toe . You didn't see me leave . ♥
0
Jul 31, 2013
Jul 31, 2013 at 12:34 PM UTC
How a Star Bursts .
Strength is a body , beauty is a mind . A little girls pleasure is a beating . As she has no misery when she realizes , love . It comes in the smallest drops, mouse's cage . Cinderella , Cinderella ! So I step up, that's that mental . Cause I cant watch the land slide . Better before the hour becomes to late My hands become cold, sweat perspired . Sun rises, run and play . My smile brings crystal eyes . But when the little boy, He gives his loud opinion, has an attitude . Girl, she risks anything for him . Outburst of passionate energy rises from her being, Her spirit is stirred, Like a witch brews a bountiful stew Her heart raises to take the lead Colors unseen , blunt and beautiful . She doesn't see why they need be offended It's how I play, this my game . A person so full , enough to mix the world . As she turns to a beautiful young lady , Opportune time to try and fly Too fortunate to be cared for, What the hell babe? She continues to turn the table With her hand, Queen of hearts . Flush, the ******** . Her luck is vibrant in her life, August approaches . Each day is tweaked, to the perfect direction. Navigation is her freedom . What they call a 'Secret', That's what I call ignorance . Its all around and I watch it every day . Like a mermaid laid out on a boulder And watches waves crash on the shoulder, and keeps singing those handsome lullabies. So as this world cranks into action , I sit by and watch as it is turning to a direction that is love . Can you imagine, a single girl knowing so much Her friends family, never knew all this one child could inspire It was all so plain to see for them, boom. I'm useful and nice, our smirks. Like we don't already know what they mean . , they should look at their pitiful mirror . Like a one way street, but somehow they still made some turns? Looking up to only themselves, everyone else was feeble? I laugh, just a giggle, followed by a sigh . To see my happiness send someone to hell . Burning for fame, their passion is lust . Bad ******* tip toe . You didn't see me leave . ♥
Written by
Moroccan
Jul 31, 2013
Jul 31, 2013 at 12:34 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem