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No Name Nov 2018
1ST STEP is to tell her you "LOVE" her
Take her to the SEA
and understand her depth
don't be afraid of the 1st step
  don't worry for love is cheap
its also a big leap
for love is priceless
and its also timeless
        
2ND is to take it slow
enjoy every moment
cherish it all the time
climb every MOUNTAIN
that both of you & her
will face and
"TRUST" that you both
will see the summit
Together.


3RD is to have
"FAITH"
and to remain
faithful
with each other
its time to take
flight
and to stay
in the SKIES
you and her
deserves the feeling of
cloud nine.
The recipe of a happy relationship , this might be true for others, or this might not be but I truly believe its for me.
Jemevic Nov 2018
Mount Everest
you are too high for me.
People worship thee like God.
Thee never flinch
Thee never crack when the earth is shook.
Thee never cry
but why peopl cry when they climb on you?
Thee has a strong back like a dinasour but they can't grip on you.
I know you are friends with the wind and the Sun.
I know you are like one of the Greek gods.
But u aren't kind.
I lost my brother
who was so overzealous
you should have let him win!
you killed him with your power!
you should have let him win!
He loves his country so much
He risked his life
so he can prove to everyone.
I wonder why people love you
you are so cold
no wonder ice stays with you
watch out!
i will be coming with an army
and we will be standing
on your head with pride.
Pls give me comments so i know where to improve.
Is it just a hue
Or
Is the mountain actually blue

The sea and the lake too
Is imbued by the sky’s blue

I love the colour too
Yes it has to be teal and aqua blue

Yellow is so bright and right
Inspired by the sunlight

Red speaks of passion and rage
Sure, I am no sage

Colours bright, dark or light
In every hue, have a place of their own
Got to love them all
Inspired by a photo of a mountain in blue hues :)
Colm Nov 2018
Crushing, beating, heart of the mountain
Encased in stone and rock enclosed
Ruby, emerald, sapphires, gold
But also bedrock veins of water
Running silently and cold
Short and to the point. Found in an old note which I refuse to change.
Julia Gorrie Nov 2018
I will be strong
As a mountain
Unmovable
Untouchable.

I will have days
Where I will crumble
Erode on the surface
Fall into a landslide,
But my core will stand
Etched into the earth.

The strongest of storms
Of winds
Of rain
May leave scars and change my shape,
But they will not bring me to the ground.

When the earth rumbles and quakes,
You will see me peek above the clouds
Standing tall
And standing proud.
I draw
I draw a face
Is it yours?
No, not exactly

Because I draw from memory
And my memories are weak
I'm sorry
I have no pictures of your smiling face

I draw
I draw a bird
No, not a crow
A raven
Very different birds.

I don't draw it dark enough
I'm too scared
If it's too dark,  there's no going back
Don't touch the 9b

I draw
I draw a storm
Not my storm, no
Just a storm

Wreaking through the houses
The walls
The roof
Just to get to you
And I let it

I draw
I draw a mountain
That I will not climb
I refuse, it's too big

A mountain of my fears is always too big
I don't wish to try
To climb
The things I cannot control

I draw
I draw tears
Tears that were mine
But no longer Belong to me

The tears for you that I shed
The tears I wish I did not have
The tears rolling in the back of my head
The tears wishing you never bleed

I draw
idk. I just have a writing bug, I guess.
Breanna Stockham Nov 2018
The highs and lows, the valley views,
The good and bad, you win and lose,
You’re up and down, mountain to valley,
Praising then tearful, sad to happy.

But what happens when you get stuck?
You climb and climb but can’t get up.
In the valley you settle, in the valley you stay,
Less sun, less warmth, more shadow days.

But is there ever a valley without a mountain?
Is there ever an exit without a way back in?
Nothing’s forever - the good or the bad
If you can’t find your way, find another path.
Logan Oct 2018
A boy’s bloodshot eyes
guide his body
atop the dry
mountain pasture

The daylight wanes
A mass of tents flank him

He shakes his head
with a wince
to the sight
of a tent that he calls home

The daylight wanes
A mass of tents flank him

The words welcome home
are scribbled
on a cardboard doormat
with permanent marker

The daylight wanes
A mass of tents flank him

Looking at the vast open land
below, he sees



    billowing clouds form shadows
    that undulate across the terrain 



The daylight wanes
A mass of tents flank him

He rests his head that night
feeling peace
knowing
this too shall pass
André Morrison Oct 2018
Quick thought, fate deems me to be forsaken
Faith has been shaken, your love was just a ruse
You love to decide when you feel for me, you pick and choose
You make me feel blue, ironically that's my favourite colour
I have no clue what to do about you, because there will be no other
I understand that loves a mountain and you have to trek to the top
But the peak is below sea level and I don't want to drown, so I think we should stop
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