I was still, I know not to startle skittish creatures.
I stayed, patient, I waited
For you to test the waters, assess the dangers.
I was still.
I held my heart out for you to nudge your nose against,
I left my palm open for you to lap at,
I turned myself towards you and let you decide who I could be.
I was still;
I know not to wake sleeping creatures.
what if God
what if I never reach his expectations?
The dreamy waterfalls,
The creamy sky,
The shiny sea.
The trees along the road
While travelling in a car
and having that fresh air
which is cold.
with so many beautiful creatures.
The music of the birds
Now a days, which is hardly heard.
The fresh air
in a greenary wood land.
It is better than that of staying at home
Imagining things that would never happen.
The happiness of going out in the nature
never have realised in the days
of living in a house like a wooden cage.
When you feel alone and sad just go in the nature and feel free to view yourself to the world, it will make you happy again.
Feather on fire
Born is desire
Fireworks of feelings
Awe and thrill
Heartbeat stopping wonder
Love and fear
Watching from distance
you can admire
How it flies closer
And then again higher
Don't try to catch it
Lock it in a cage
It will break free
Or else it will rage
After the storm pass
She will just smolder
Suffer in silence
Tired and older
If her fire is what you want to keep
Show her your love
True and deep
Tell her she can always fly
Just on her own
In the sky
That you will wait for her
Guarding her nest
Being the earth for her
When she needs rest
written by Olga, known as Swan.
the most beautiful creatures of the wild
you are so ******* beautiful
all I wanna do is love you
"Some girls like diamonds
Some of them want fancy things
They hunger for the taste of glamour
And we rot and find some others' rings
Your sweethearts need their princes
Flattery and filthy pearls
Barbie, don't mess with the Marilyn kisses
Your original material girl
But I'm not like those other types, baby
I'm your ****** creature poster girl
Make you crawl, make you beg, make you plead
Make you want, make you hurt, make you bleed
****** creature poster girl
Make you laugh, make you cry, make you need every little slasher
**** the father's sweetheart, ****** creature poster girl
Baby, you can keep your diamonds
You can burn all your fancy things
I hunger for the taste of a painful week
That can survive my wicked sting
Darling I don't need no princes
I'm no damsel in distress
The only thing I'm needing is for you to be bleeding
From my homicidal kiss
You see, I'm not like those other girls, baby
I'm your ****** creature poster girl"
Oh my inspiration like prolongation of creature.
He was not sending
He did not know even he was the messenger
He went to that cave
Called "herraa" cave
To be away of the world
To look after the natural world
To discover if the world was created
By only power and God
His nation worshipped statues
360 statues with days of moon year
To approach them to the only God
The true is when one increases his faults
He searches away from his God
Trying to get a way and method
To get his God forgiven his worst
He forgot that his God accepted one
Who discovered that he did a wrong
Mohamad sent a lone
To see the outer of the world
And to hear the inner sound
Until a great creature appeared
He made a strong hung
Mohamd felt his chest was collapsed
Mohamd said," I can't"
Mohamad was illiterate
The creatures hung him again
The sweat ascended as rain
Telling him read
Mohamad said," I can't read"
In the meaning of the talk
The creatures did again
Saying," read ,
Read with the name of the God
Who learnt with the pen"
As the Al arak surat said
Mohamd went with great shock
Saying," cover me, hung me
His lovely and honest wife met
With great mercy and kind
Telling you God will not let you down
To be continued
mohamad was sent to guide all the creatures to the holy power wo created the world
How about you
get your wanking materials
Some place else
Some place else
You got off on the wrong
Pull them trousers up
Keep your anger
Sometimes, people’s unwarranted anger is about unfulfilled ****** desire, and / or unfulfilled ****** satisfaction.
Armed with any excuse to rationalise their completely irrational choices, these are the abusers, rapists, and the killers of the world.
He is a creature
Inviting necrosis to set in
whichever mind he may set foot upon
Only the strong survive
to make it out alive
from beneath his heavy weighted black tar tread
He is a creature.
A short about lethargy.
The inspiration came from the study of those who create suffering for others, simply because it gets them off.
Whilst I have encountered both male and female who do this, it has been more male than female, and this short relates to one of them in particular.
The two subjects are linked.