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Aa Harvey Apr 2018
Peter Pan


We are not all Peter Pan;
We must grow up one day.
We must do all we can, while we can,
Before it all goes away.


TV has more than the Disney channel;
There is so much out there to find.
One day you will not be able to afford Chanel,
So be rich and poor at the same time;
Make the most of your life.


Our guardians protect us and raise us.
Hold their words close to your chest,
But one day you must leave the nest
And walk alone; relax and take a deep breath.
In fact you must go, because it is good for the soul.
You must learn to fly high into the sky,
Before they plant you in the ground.
Technology does not save us all,
So cry aloud your nature call.


(C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Eleanor Apr 2018
Fly
I’ve been waiting in my darkness
For you to pass by
But never in a million years
Did I dream, that you
Would be the only one
Who could teach me
How to fly...
Scarlet Rose Apr 2018
Take hold of my hand
And help me fly
Over crystal oceans,
Through a violet sky.

Let me hold a fairy.
May I give her a kiss?
I’ve never seen a glow
As beautiful as this.

Sit with me on clouds
Over the Mermaid Lagoon.
Let me kiss the stars;
Help me touch the moon.

Let me run with Lost Boys,
Give me a pirate sword.
I’ll obey your every order,
You have my solemn word.

Do not make me leave—
Please! Let me stay!
Better yet, come get me
And really take me away.
kal lahr Feb 2018
Neverland is home for lost boys
Boys who are young at heart
Lost from reality
Family no matter what

Neverland is magical
So much pixie dust it’s enticing
Faith, trust, and pixie dust is key

Neverland is where time will pass no more
We'll dance and talk like little kids
We celebrate late into the magical night
Imagination and absurdity is embraced

Neverland is full of adventures
Where mermaids swim and pirates fight
Run through the jungle laughing
We poke fun at Captain Hook
Play fight with sticks

Neverland is paradise
Where we follow and ensure that the everlasting imagination is forever
Maturity and structure is taken away
Absurdity and imagination is embraced

Neverland is…
"The second star to the right and straight on till morning!"
(My first poem on here, feel free to give nice advice)
nadine shane Nov 2017
you were
peter pan.

and i was
‎wendy.

you were always seeking
for the intricacies of
compunctious realities,

that you considered
the one standing before you
as a vestige of existence.

and when i finally let you go,
you still searched for
the great mishaps.

afterall,
you were
peter pan.

and i am merely
a surfeit of mirrors
that reminded you
to grow up.
you refused to let go of youth.
Tink Nov 2017
Once upon a time
In a land full of pantomime
There was this girl called Tink
Meeting her Peter in a blink
The time they had was filled with fun
Laughter and banter like no one.
Their bonding growing to soul transmission
Until Captain Hook made it his mission
To destroy their love and affection
Leaving back hurt and destruction.
And then it all turned complicated
Tink and Peter Pan got so frustrated.
Their love and affection taking the toll
Of a twisted evil mind on a roll.
A promise to be different
And yet turned out irrelevant
With sadness in her heart she looks back on a past
Of a friendship and bond that didn't last.
Madam X Nov 2017
I'm that girl who hopes to be taken by the hand
And drifted off to neverland
Leaving my worries behind me
And soaring in the sky, free

I'm that girl who waits for a prince
And a strong true loves kiss
But I don't really need saving
It's only the passion I'm craving

Im that girl who wishes to live in a Disney movie
With nature, songs, and tremendous beauty
But instead I live in a tearful drama
With blackish skies and lasting trauma
Mhica Barrozo Jul 2017
My heart is fluttering so much
Seeing you makes me happy, we should keep in touch
I'm twinkling continuously like a star
I want to fly while playing a guitar

You know, laughter is timeless
Imagination has no age, you can be a princess
Dreams are forever,  it's okay if you make a mess
I'll sprinkle my pixie dust on you, don't be shy to express

I admit that I'm not modest like Cinderella
I'm not graceful like queen Elsa
I'm not sophisticated like Aurora
But I can show you an overflowing charisma and a little bit of abracadabra

I will always be your Tinkerbell
Don't hesitate to talk to me, I won't yell
All you need is faith and trust
And of course the most important thing, pixie dust
Kyle Dal Santo May 2017
They said just one, and you'll fly,
Free forever, never to die,
A little dust, and into the sky,
Second to the right, straight on all night.
There you'll find freedom, there you'll find life,
Never to age, never to cry.

But all my happy thoughts flew away.
Now I'm just lost,
Still acting like a little boy, still running from pirates.

Know why they call it Neverland?
Because it's never coming back.
It was never there at all,
And it never will be.

Wendy started nursing school,
The Captain died from cancer,
The Boys left town, the pirates retired,
The fun is over, the thrill is gone.
John's a lawyer, Michael's a drunk,
Tinker bell's taking selfies from her new Mercedes,
The crocodile's chewing the fat off tourists in his nature preserve.

You know why they call it Neverland?
Because you never should have left.
Now we're all just shadows.
We grew up, when we swore we'd rather die.
They caught me, now I'm just a shadow.
They made me a man.
Kyle D.
f ł ø w ë r May 2017
Hey Peter?
Where are you?
You promised me you'd be here!
I have my bags packed!
My teddy is scared of flying,
but I trust you won't let us fall!
Where are you?
You said you'd take me away to Neverland
Where I don't have to grow up
I've been waiting by my window for you
Please hurry up
You said you'd come....
....
Maybe they're right
I've been waiting for years
I still have hope you'll come, but
Maybe it's time to give up.
Give up the naive mind of a child
Give up the hopes and dreams you gave me
Maybe it's time to start falling instead of flying
To lock up those empty promises in a box and put it away
Face the reality of the real world...
....
.......
Goodbye, Peter.
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