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  May 2016 Sedoo Ashivor
Ja
Dark is the night, by the light of day

Harsh are the words, which some people say

Grievous the malaise, which we often feel

Deep are the wounds, of a hurt that won’t heal

Lasting the wrong, to whom it is done

Fleeting the moment, when praises are won

Tragic the loss, of someone we love

Empty the feeling, when they are thought of
WIZDUMBs BY JA 619
  May 2016 Sedoo Ashivor
Mfena Ortswen
When wobbly ***** began to dance
Everyone and everything goes into a trance
How is he able to move his wobbly legs to fluidly
And make those buttery hands move so quickly

***** the Wobbler stunned us all
When he got accepted to a university offshore
He's wobbly feet carried him to the plane and away
My Dad declared, "that boy will do great things, I say!"

Four years later ***** returned home
No one recognized the dark handsome bloke
We watched as he rode the roads in his ride
Each of us wishing to be chosen as his bride

No more uncontrollably shaking or stammering
The new ***** went on to marry Irene
The only girl who had since showed him regard
His best friend, the girl who won his wobbly heart
  May 2016 Sedoo Ashivor
Vernon Waring
I hope that I shall never see
An awful dreaded irksome flea,

A flea that feasts on helpless pets
And makes them scratch and moan and fret,

A flea that frolics on a lawn
Plotting mischief from dusk till dawn,

A cruel wingless menacing foe
Whose only joy is spreading woe.

I wish that one day I would see
A fleeting fleeing of the flea;

Trillions of them blissful at play
In a galaxy far far away.
Sedoo Ashivor May 2016
The glowing moon peeps
Through the floating hazy clouds
It's a quiet night.
  May 2016 Sedoo Ashivor
Stephan
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Wednesday night you loved me
Thursday morn no more
Now my heart is broken
Shattered on the floor

It came without a warning
Just a little note
It said that you were leaving
That is all you wrote

Now I sit here crying
Loneliness I feel
What we had was special
I thought that it was real

I wish that you had told me
Just what you had in store
Wednesday night you loved me
Thursday morn no more
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