#thousands
It's taken hundreds of thousands
of hours,
millions of minutes
to get you to where you are today.
So don't sell yourself short
when you think of how far you've come
Nov 17, 2024
Nov 17, 2024 at 7:14 PM UTC
One billion stories
With thousands of pages filled
Are we but paper?
Sep 6, 2023
Sep 6, 2023 at 11:48 PM UTC
Thousands.
A fable of freedom and loss is the story that has been told a thousand times. But is that to say that the same words passed between a thousand men a thousand times over a thousand years are worth a thousand times less?
That the meaning is a thousand times lost?
Barely whispers on an open stage.
That if a thousand by a thousand men plant a thousand trees in a thousand meadows the earth would be a thousand by a thousand trees richer, but if a single man were to plant a thousand trees in a thousand meadows the earth would be a one man poorer.
Freedom was a man who never knew his name, he was the man who's story was told over those thousand years and he is the man who is making the earth a thousand by a thousand trees richer.
Nov 27, 2020
Nov 27, 2020 at 2:35 PM UTC
Thousands happy people
Have come to me
And
I've felt
Thousands LOVE
Though
I have set off
ONLY YOU
To the door
Of the house
Aug 29, 2020
Aug 29, 2020 at 4:15 PM UTC
(Part 1)
Standing on the mountain,
Slaying hordes, creating a blood-splashing fountain,
My sword slicing and slashing,
The bones broken, the bodies slayed, the blood gushing and splashing!!
When the foghorn blows, I know they want war,
My power will unleash itself, my sword will slay, no matter who they are,
Be it my mother or my brother,
For me, there is no such thing as fighting for each other…
I believe that in very corner there is anger and hate,
Talking about my sword, it you shall rate,
It is of fine diamond, sharp as the sharpest stone,
Swift enough to slice an apple in the air, and sharp enough to slice off any bone!
I watch with glee as the silver knights roar out the battlecry,
I watch as they grip their mighty swords, and start dashing, running to me, wanting to die,
They gallop on their horses, the ground shaking and trembling beneath their mighty army,
Maybe there is too much of a score, but surely to one knight I will make a death all charmy…
I grip my fine sword, as my eyes pierce the view, my head covered by my hood,
My face darkened by the hide covering my head, I'm death itself, standing on these lands for up to no good,
My green luminescent pupil-less eyes judge that of the knights there is a one-hundred four score,
As I stand there, dressed in my black hide, my fur boots, I remembered how I used to say, "The more tough it is, the more gore…"
Suddenly, with a blink of an eye, we are face to face,
The horses shriek at me, as I leap at the knights,
A sword pointed at my heart, an arrow at my head, and swinging for my head, there is a rusty iron mace,
I grin, knowing that ****** will I make the nights!!
The eyes lock for a moment, the moment tenses,
There is anger in every heart as we stare, not just give nervous glances,
The time freezes, it's like in a slow-motion,
And suddenly, I basically activated an anger-rage potion!!
My jaws snap open, and air ripples around as my roar that is heard thousands of miles away explodes out of my jaws,
The knights' ears ring from the loudness of my roar,
The diamond sword tighter I grip with my finger-like claws,
And swing to my right at lightning speed, slicing the heads of the knghts' being four!
Blood gushes in a circle, while I give them no sign of good-luck,
My sword slashing, the clash of metal, my sword stabbing each knight like a duck,
Piercing the skin with my sword, I rip out their intestines with a flick of my hand,
The arrows zip at me, the arrowheads piercing my skin like it is sand…
I feel my bones snapping from the arrows, but pain doesn't brings me down,
Pain only makes me more angry and stronger, me it doesn't drown,
I'm a ghoul whose strength is not explained,
As I slice the knights and dodge the arrows, I remembered how when I fought, the blood rained!!
I stab a silver knight, driving my sword right through his ribs, ending his pain and troubles, then flick my hand and cut off one's head,
An arrow pierces my temples, but yet I'm still not dead,
Dodging swords and arrows, I slam my fist on the ground,
The air ripples around me, and the air pushes off the knights and arrows around!
My cloak swooshes from the force of the air,
I'm made of tough muscles and skin, fair?
You, an army of two-thousand-four knights, versing one thing that looks like a ghoul,
I'm too powerful, and already a thousand knights are slayed, ye fool!!
I came here for diamond, treasures and gold,
I'm a thing, I have no age, so I'm neither young nor old,
I'm empty inside due to my powerful god-like strength, making me heartless and cold,
As I stand there with muscles tense, blood pooled on the grass, I watch the knights standing, mighty and bold…
I call them warriors, I call myself a ghoul,
As I get back in battle, I slice off one's arms, making him from pain just drool,
He falls on the ground as my sword finds his head, the fall breaking his rib bone,
As I slice off heads and arms, legs and waists, dodging arrows and receiving blows of swords, I speak in a demonic voice, "You ain't alone!!!!"
Slicing bodies, smashing bones with my fists and legs,
My sword creating a gushing fountain of blood,
Smashing ribs like they are shells from eggs,
You are fighting someone, who in war is a god!!!
As the arrows slice right through my skin from the force of the archers' metal bows,
I squat, my legs bented as I dodge all the blows,
Suddenly I push off with my legs, zooming into the sky,
The air ripples around, pushing back the knights paces away, as I zoom to the stars, up so high…
I gradually slowen down cause of the gravity, as I start falling down through the mist,
I face the Earth as I start zooming and searing through air back down, my diamond sword ahead of my head, clinched by my ****** fist,
I see the army of a thounsand, gawking and looking up at the speeding comet in the sky,
"Here I come to gain my gold and make you know only one word, 'die'!!!"
My sword finds the ****** ground, as the ground explodes in a tremendous explosion and boom,
The flame unleashes and covers the sky, covers the lands, bringing upon the army a burning doom,
From space one could see how a big chunk and piece of Earth has exploded with fire,
Few minutes pass, and the as the smoke and fire clears, the victory is given to the hooded figure, giving others what they deserve and need to desire…
Slayed is the army of two-thousand and four,
It was rather too quick, I wish for more,
At least mine is all the treasures and the ore,
There was no other way to gain my treasures, so I gained them with gore…
I stand in the crater, formed by my victorious fatality,
If they want to steal my gold, they deserve such a brutality,
I'm death itself, and a ghoul,
If you spot me, remember to give what I want and don't be a fool………
-Mishka Wayz
Nov 25, 2019
Nov 25, 2019 at 3:16 PM UTC
sometimes
it's better to not be seen
better to hide behind the lights
better to be just another face
but i wonder
if you knew me
would you like me too?
would you like the smile that reached my heart
would you like the way i lit up when it's you here
would you like the way that everything stops for you?
you're used to it
this boy of the stars and the rain and the words
you with a sea of believers behind him
will you really see me?
for i am ordinary
someone you won't know in your lifetime
will i matter the way that you matter to me?
it is however
an honor to be here
to see you even when i'm only part of the thousands that do
to see you where you belong
to know that up there
you can feel every single beat of our hearts
Nov 15, 2017
Nov 15, 2017 at 6:18 AM UTC
I feel you freer, closer, deeper
Your love a sleepy, peaceful cloud
that lulls my head to joyful dreamland
Though the space between us is a thousand miles twice
I feel you, and your love surrounds me
Oct 15, 2016
Oct 15, 2016 at 11:59 PM UTC
The innocent
Smile
of your face, darling
is more luminous
than ten thousand suns
Your one smile
is worth
the whole world
Your love
has driven me
insane
And
to tell you
all my pains
all my love
is a gift of love
far too expensive
Your presence
means
everything
Dec 28, 2014
Dec 28, 2014 at 10:58 AM UTC
Life.
Death.
Its amazing how words
so simple.
so ordinary.
so usual.
can have the impact of thousands.
Aug 23, 2014
Aug 23, 2014 at 5:08 AM UTC
Call me Day
For with each day comes a new sunrise that chases away the darkness.
Call me Day
For with each day comes thousands of possibilities.
Call me Day
For each day brings new hope. Hope that life can be better.
(a.d)
Jun 3, 2014
Jun 3, 2014 at 8:30 PM UTC
look at the stars at night,
and just think about
how many there are,
and how every star
has a planet,
orbiting around her,
and how those stars
collect into a large group,
and they form a galaxy,
and how thousands and
thousands of those
fascinating galaxies
make one huge
cosmos.
*be in love with the stars,
they'll lead you to
another world.*
Apr 18, 2014
Apr 18, 2014 at 1:24 PM UTC
Why do the worms fiercely dig their way to the surface
During rainstorms
As though they're afraid to miss the spectacle?
Don't they know they will end up drowning
In pools of chilled sky-tears
And get stomped by careless and hurried feet?
Strewn across drenched brick and concrete walkways,
Thousands,
Yet each somehow alone in his own conquest.
Drawn
Like the moth to the flame
And my eye to the sun.
Apr 17, 2014
Apr 17, 2014 at 3:09 PM UTC