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xvy Dec 2015
Waning she may be, but her light is ever bright
Even more than enough to brighten up my night
No dark clouds she wouldn't fight
No sky she wouldn't might
For she is the ruler of the sky that is night
Luna
KEO Jun 2015
you know?
we are as flexible as those bendy rulers
those school kids buy to measure things with.
the ruler stands straight on solid ground,
but once the ruler is up in the air,
it just flops over to whatever side.
we are so certain on how we
are all suppose to flop to one side,
but sometimes people just flop
to the opposite side.
it scares people and they say its wrong,
but it's just people flopping to other side.
this poem can be taken for religion, gender, sexuality, whatever you take it as :) this wasn't suppose to be anything to serious, just having some fun writing.
SøułSurvivør Jun 2015
~~~<¤>~~~

the stars back away
in deferance

the moon
spreads a skein
of peacock silk
from sky to sky

and
Venus
relinquishes
her
diadem
in
homage
to the

SUN

soulsurvivor
6/12/2015
There is only one
Ruler in the Arizona desert!

Summer is here

~~~<¤>~~~
Brooke Robinson Apr 2015
This is her kingdom.
She stands on top of the world, afraid to look down.
Her crown weighs on her head.

What is the best way to rule?
Whom should she knight?
Can she save her people?

When weapons are drawn and blood is lost,
Will she be able to mend their souls?
When disease drops loved ones to the ground,
Will she be able to nurse their hearts?

Her crown is heavy,
And she is getting weaker.
Worry dwells on her shoulders,

Her mind is cluttered,
Her body is getting worn down.
She cannot sleep with the thought of the possible destruction of her land.
She cannot eat while people in her kingdom are starving.

Her gaze kept out her window.
Her mind wandered, and her body weakened.
While her spirit was living, her body was dying with only good intentions.
The world belongs to me and the people in it -
Are merely my rug
My mat to smear
And scrape off the **** of my day
From my overpriced shoe
I did not buy the world
Nor did I work for it
Or declare dominance
I gained it
By birthright
And since I never asked
To lead or protect
I won't
I'll wallow in my wealth
Looking down at legions of ants
Crawling over my earth
And all I think?
"Exterminate."
Teenage Mess Sep 2014
This time I'm going to take the crown.
Ruler of my own life.
Be the Queen and the King,
No more bowing down.
Now you'll see you no longer have control over me.
I've always let his opinion of me rule over what i think of myself, but I'm trying so hard to be more confident.
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