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Emma May 2019
Little rabbit, little rabbit,
Fetch me a lotus
Fetch me the infants born from nature’s paintbrush
Hopalong a long trail to the plentiful of colored leaves
Little rabbit, little rabbit,
Fetch me a fairy,
Fetch me the nectar of the water-dew above
Hopalong a long trail from the painted abyss
Little rabbit, little rabbit,
Fetch me a moon,
Fetch me the life grown from the quiet goddess above
Hopalong to the next canvas that awaits
Little rabbit, little rabbit,
Little lotus flower.
Based on this: https://www.deviantart.com/sean93vn/art/Lotus-Fairy-789289889
I think I have one more poem to make based on an artwork...I'm trying to be more active in my poem uploading.
Poetress2 Apr 2019
The rabbit is scared,
as it scurries in the bush,
trying to escape.
Vanessa Apr 2019
I tick
Tick
Tick
Like the clock upon your wall
Don’t drown me out
Even if you try
I’ll always be there in your head;
The white rabbit of your mind
c Mar 2019
As History falls
Onto his blood strewn path
He meets a Fork In The Road
Between Take
And Be Taken
So instead
He jumps into the Rabbit Hole
To stop Time
And repeat himself
Gale L Mccoy Mar 2019
the world is rendering
in these rabbit eyes
a basilisk turns to stone
in their reflection
MisfitOfSociety Feb 2019
Have we forgotten how to dream,
To see the world through ourselves.
The place I used to be is now lost,
When I was a child I knew where it was.

Before I knew the world I knew myself,
Then I became aware of the world.
It is hard to live when everything is so fake,
Convincing myself that this is all real.

This all has to be real,
Because it is all I've ever known.
It is hard to let go and fall right in,
And go to places I've never been.

At night when I close my eyes,
I see the place where I used to be.
When I sleep I remember who I am,
But when I awake I forget again.

My rabbit will take you there.
Keep on chasing my rabbit,
The hole only gets larger.

It is larger than you can imagine,
You will never truly grasp the bottom.

My rabbit's dragging you down the hole
How deep down does it go?!
You are starting to see from the in,
You're going to places you've never been.

Once I looked from the outside in,
Now I look from the inside out.
What is in is in,
Will never be out again.

I am falling down the rabbit hole,
Which way is up,
Which way is down.
I can't see the top,
And I can't find the bottom.
I am looking from the in,
I'm going places I've never been,
I am learning to dream again!

Follow my rabbit down the hole,
Into the unknown we go.
Look from the inside out, rather than the outside in. Your perspective becomes your reality, change your perspective on things and everything will change.
IncholPoem Jan 2019
Look at my  
eyes    and
its   hidden
trusty   habits.


  No need  to
ask  rabbit.


Your   tuition   and
school  going  days
are  not still
  over.

One  day   i  have  to
talk   with  your
shadow's  moving  area
at  day  time.


Look  at   my  feet's
  motionless  movements.

Surely  you  have  to
find out  the
frequent  frequencies
of  true  romantic  sense.
Wai Phyo Win Dec 2018
Alone at home busy
Where is she?
Duty is duty
No one around me

Pouring water; plants and lawn
Washing floor with the pump
Blossoming flowers remind me bygone
They used to run and jump

Yellow flowers were eaten by rabbits
Two whites and one black
They forgot missing two, memory habit
Of the rest -  brain's bank

Missing one was pragnant, Oh so sad,
Wish you were hidding in burrow
Where you dug near the shad
Not a dog bit it up to hollow

Miss you the everytime I feed
Green fresh water spinach leaves
Only the rest three came to eat
Where do you leave? Where do you leave?
Grace Dec 2018
I’m often afraid
Of what I can’t always say
Not knowing is sure to make fear
Multiply upon itself until I cannot
Breathe and my heart races as if it
Can run away despite my body’s
Stillness
Frozen like a rabbit hides from
Slathering wolves
But my wolf is not so solid, its sharp
Teeth and ember eyes change into
Something with which I cannot
Reason
Maybe it is nothing I fear
Dark branches stretching out
Into night drenched
Solitude
Headlights my only solace from the
Dizzy roads and inky stars
What are they hiding, those
Branches
Perhaps wolves, perhaps nothing
I prefer the wolves
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