"elsa" poems
A Year ago, in the same date
As A Stranger I entered this beautiful Garden Hp
A Beautiful flower (Elsa) drags me with her pure heart
Wise words (from wolf, Sir Poet,Jack, etc.) kept me to know the life’s secret
Sweet buds (Smiriti, Aarvie,) enjoys me with their great writes
Love Birds (Brandon &jane;) echoes me their beautiful rhythms
My Beautiful Bros (ryn, Joe, pradip,spt, Mufiq) supports me and admires with their strong writes
My Sweet sisters (Donna, pax, nimah, Vicki) fills my heart with their pure poems
All my new friends (Eddie, patty, gray l, tropica, wepping willow, Mysterious , Jimmy, its gona make sense, packin heat ,Poetry journal,Dark n beautiful, Wilson, Rose, James, Margaux, Asim, etc) gave me beautiful space and spirits..
Oct 31, 2015
Oct 31, 2015 at 1:31 AM UTC
A message for Elsa
Please won't you be
Won't you be
My hug Bud-ee?
We can hug in the night
And during the day
We are loving friends
And its okay
If you have a boyfriend
We are just hugging anyway
We share a concern
For each other
And to show how
We love one another
In our special way
We love to hug
And this is okay
One hug
Two hugs
Three or Four
We care for
Each other
So much
Let's just hug some more
I'm so huggable
And so are you
Just look at what
These hugs can do
We are laughing
And smiling
Because hugs feel good
You should try hugging to
You really should
Elsa will you forever be
Forever be
My hug buddy?
Would you care
For a fruit bowl
Maybe a yogurt cup?
I'll make some good food
To fill you up
I'm thankful for
The loving comments
You write
And I'm not embarrassed
To say
I think of giving you a hug
When I squeeze my pillow
At night
A warm and caring person
Is what you are
And my how your
Eyes shine
Like the north star
I'm grateful
To have you
As a friend
You are my hug buddy
And my hugs
To you I send
Jul 22, 2015
Jul 22, 2015 at 11:06 AM UTC
Elsa is so kind
She always writes
Supportive comments
I send a hug
Through the web
To you Elsa
Maybe I'll give my pillow
A small hug and pretend
It's you
Well,
If that's okay with you
Jul 17, 2015
Jul 17, 2015 at 11:44 PM UTC
Elsa are you there?
I am still waiting for you
I know you are there...
Jun 17, 2014
Jun 17, 2014 at 2:17 PM UTC
I agree what her name says,
I disagree with whatever any donkey brays.
She's kindhearted and also so very gorgeous,
She has got an angelic heart.
Elsa you are one of the most beautiful poets I've ever seen,
And you just need to ignore people contradicting it as they are not free from sin.
Jan 6, 2015
Jan 6, 2015 at 2:37 AM UTC
Do you wanna build a snowman?
Come on, let's go and play.
I never see you anymore,
come out the door,
it's like you've gone away.
We used to be best buddies.
But now we're not.
I wish you would tell me why!
Do you wanna build a snowman?
It doesn't have to be a snowman.
8 year old Elsa: Go away, Anna.
5 year old Anna: Okay, bye.
8 year old Anna: (knocks) Do you wanna build a snowman?
Or ride our bikes around the halls?
I think some company is overdue.
I've started talking to,
the pictures on the walls! (Hang in there, Joan!)
It gets a little lonely.
All these empty rooms,
just watching the hours tick by (tick tock tick tock tick tock tick tock)
15 yr old Anna: (Knocks) Elsa?
Please, I know you're in there.
People are asking where you've been.
They say, "Have courage."
And I'm trying to,
I'm right out here for you.
Just let me in.
We only have each other.
It's just you and me.
What are we gonna do?
Do you wanna build a snowman?
Mar 25, 2014
Mar 25, 2014 at 11:52 AM UTC
I'm not Cinderella, who came to the party and met the prince because I didn't have those glass shoes
or being Ariel, exchanging the beautiful tail with feet for a man from another world
Aurora fell asleep long enough, then love came from a prince with a kiss, could it be?
then, should I become Snow White who was poisoned by an apple then fell asleep and the prince came just to be able to see me every day. No
could I have to meet an unlovely and cursed prince like Belle, and love him sincerely?
but I can't like Elsa that freezes the human heart
because I am still need love like Jasmine from Aladdin, but I don't want to be a present
I might have to venture out across the vast ocean to find the lost, yes it's Moana
so I have to be brave and tough like Mulan about anything that will happen in reaching the dreams and love that might not be easy
Nov 29, 2018
Nov 29, 2018 at 9:41 AM UTC
She is not as kind as Cinderella
Who had pair of glass shoes
She is not as worthy as Jasmine
Who went on a magical carpet ride
She doesn’t have a long golden hair
As Rapunzel in the tall tower
She is not as fortunate as Sleeping Beauty
Who woke up from a century’s sleep
She doesn’t have a green gloomy tail
As little mermaid in the deep ocean
She is not as powerful as Queen Elsa
To create castles with frozen water
She is not as brave as Belle in amber
Who went on her life with a beast
She is not Wendy with Peter beside
To fly through the clouds in the night
But she maybe Snow White
And seven of you are her seven dwarfs
Who takes care of her
Till she meet her own prince
Jun 13, 2021
Jun 13, 2021 at 3:21 AM UTC
Disney didnt lie
You just haven't found the right guy
And I don't mean that "nice guy"
You know the one
That always wants to have fun
But always expectin sumin'
And sleeping beauty lyin in bed
Rattlin her head
Like Disney said i was a princess
But I feel like a Pauper instead
Because I havent found that kiss that opens up my eyes
And all these players out here are frog just tellin lies
In disguise
But I want a prince eric that goes into the ocean
I want me Aladdin that knows how to fly
But ofcorse Disney didn't lie
And I just haven't found the right guy
3 days to find love
But that ain't enough time
And im tryin to find a healing flower
That heals my broken heart
A genie in a bottle that would set me apart
Maybe one day I will turn in to a mermaid and live a life with music and art
But thats a farce
Maybe I will end up like elsa
Queen of the singles
Not needing to mingle
With the common folk
Sometimes I feel like Disney is a ******* joke
But I keep hearing that Disney didnt lie
And I just havent found the right guy
The guy that will give me all his time
The guy that isn't in it for the money
Or the glory
Or the crown
But im looking around and all I see are these clowns
And John isnt around to save his Pocahontas
Theres a long list
Of reasons I get ******
That flynn's not out here trying to give me a kiss
And I feel like my opportunity was missed
And I'm on the ground in some mist
Waiting for the dwarves to put me in a glass casket
And i just hear the same fact
****
That Disney didn't lie
I just havent found the right guy
Aug 7, 2018
Aug 7, 2018 at 4:53 PM UTC
Tes yeux sont si profonds qu'en me penchant pour boire
J'ai vu tous les soleils y venir se mirer
S'y jeter à mourir tous les désespérés
Tes yeux sont si profonds que j'y perds la mémoire
À l'ombre des oiseaux c'est l'océan troublé
Puis le beau temps soudain se lève et tes yeux changent
L'été taille la nue au tablier des anges
Le ciel n'est jamais bleu comme il l'est sur les blés
Les vents chassent en vain les chagrins de l'azur
Tes yeux plus clairs que lui lorsqu'une larme y luit
Tes yeux rendent jaloux le ciel d'après la pluie
Le verre n'est jamais si bleu qu'à sa brisure
Mère des Sept douleurs ô lumière mouillée
Sept glaives ont percé le prisme des couleurs
Le jour est plus poignant qui point entre les pleurs
L'iris troué de noir plus bleu d'être endeuillé
Tes yeux dans le malheur ouvrent la double brèche
Par où se reproduit le miracle des Rois
Lorsque le coeur battant ils virent tous les trois
Le manteau de Marie accroché dans la crèche
Une bouche suffit au mois de Mai des mots
Pour toutes les chansons et pour tous les hélas
Trop peu d'un firmament pour des millions d'astres
Il leur fallait tes yeux et leurs secrets gémeaux
L'enfant accaparé par les belles images
Écarquille les siens moins démesurément
Quand tu fais les grands yeux je ne sais si tu mens
On dirait que l'averse ouvre des fleurs sauvages
Cachent-ils des éclairs dans cette lavande où
Des insectes défont leurs amours violentes
Je suis pris au filet des étoiles filantes
Comme un marin qui meurt en mer en plein mois d'août
J'ai retiré ce radium de la pechblende
Et j'ai brûlé mes doigts à ce feu défendu
Ô paradis cent fois retrouvé reperdu
Tes yeux sont mon Pérou ma Golconde mes Indes
Il advint qu'un beau soir l'univers se brisa
Sur des récifs que les naufrageurs enflammèrent
Moi je voyais briller au-dessus de la mer
Les yeux d'Elsa les yeux d'Elsa les yeux d'Elsa.
5.8k
*Today I'm so happy
Know why
My mom and my dad
Are out this evening
They are eating out
I am all alone
At our home
I can do whatever i want
As much as i want
For as long as i want
But I'm lazy
All I'd do is lay and eat
They should have took me with them
Anyway I'm still happy
It's the first time
They left me alone at home
An hour have passed
Since they left
I'm not getting bored
Before it was fun
But it's so boring now
Without them
I used to share them
My stories
What i did in day
How me and my friends played
And some of my secret stuff
But now it got boring
And i am feeling so sleepy so quick
I heard two loud bangs
I was asleep already
But those loud bangs woke me up
I thought they were sound of thunder
But there were no clouds above
I was wondering where those bangs came from
But it's first time i heard those
Couldn't figure out
And I'm feeling sleepy again
I woke up at mid night
Again
I am feeling restless
It's so late
Moon is shining above
It's so scary
The closes are above
And lightening falling down
And its really so scary
Before when i used to get up at midnight
My dad or my mom used to
Get up for me and make me sleep again
They haven't come home yet
Why aren't they here
I feel so fearful
I feel so alone
The hooting of owls
The small roars
The buzzing of insects
I can hear it all
My body shivers with each sound
The darkness is taming me
I'm so afraid
Please come back mom and dad
And they never came................*
Jan 18, 2016
Jan 18, 2016 at 10:48 AM UTC
Name: Falen Acon
Residence: San Diego California
Age: 15 (almost 16)
Birthday: Jan 4, 2000 (Capricorn)
School: Don't worry about it!
Grade: 10th (Sophomore)
Class Of: 2018
Favorite Color: Ballet Pink, Gun Metal Gold and Burgundy
Favorite Flower: Wild Flowers, Roses & Sunflowers
Hobbies: Dancing and Poetry
Favorite Food: Pizza
Favorite Drink: Strawberry and Root Beer Soda
Favorite Dessert: Ice Cream (Shakes) (any flavor)
Happy Place (place that makes me happy): Beach or Dance Studio
Career Path: Professional Dancer
Lucky Day: Saturday
Lucky Number: 3
Favorite Number: 7
Friends: Christan Zeal, Elsa Angelica and Drevon Young
Goals: Find true love, Find happiness and Travel World
Favorite Artists: Lana Del Rey, The Weeknd, Drake, PartyNextDoor, Post Malone, ILoveMakonnen, Rae Sremmurd, RDGLDGRN, Kyle, A.$.A.P Rocky, G-Eazy and Zayn Malik
Celebrity Crushes: Zayn Malik, Justin Bieber, RED (from RDGLDGRN) and Steph Curry (GSW)
Favorite NBA Team: Golden State Warriors (GSW)
Favorite NFL Team: North Carolina Panthers
Favorite MLB Team: Chicago Cubs
Favorite College Football Team: LSU Tigers
Favorite Nascar Driver: Kasey Kahne
Future College: Texas State University (TSU) or Something :)
Future Sorority: Delta Sigma Theta (DST) /_\
Dec 6, 2015
Dec 6, 2015 at 11:56 PM UTC
To thank each one of you,
Today, I take the opportunity,
By taking names for your support.
For being the source,
First of all, I thank Life,
For the inspiration she was.
She guided me to Hello Poetry,
Introduced me to new friends,
Broke up ultimately however.
Then I thank Timothy Salter,
For his own and his family's,
Articulate poetry helped me.
Madam Hilda writes as amazing,
And as amazing is their daughter,
It is hard to tell if Marian wrote it.
It's helping me learn more,
Respecting it has taught me,
Had to be paid to earn more.
Not forgetting Gitacharya Vedala,
For he elaborates on every detail,
Thereby helping me experiment.
Same is for Pradip Chattopadhyay,
Hinting of Rabindranath Tagore,
He's the poet clad in sombrero.
Their pure physics at soul poetry,
Helped me learn experimenting,
With sheer hollow truthfulness
I then engage in remembering,
Elsa Angelica for inspiring me,
Her own poetry is developing.
She inspired me to improve,
My strengths & weaknesses,
She taught me being lucid.
Then of course I thank Sukeerti,
She taught me being beautiful,
Without being too explaining.
She encouraged my writing,
Always was their as a friend,
Giving me her positive inputs.
Madam Elizabeth 'Lizzie' Squires,
Aptly mature her poetry is always,
Very much to learn always exists.
Her persona is respectable,
Definitely motherly her aura,
Making her a poet so reputable.
Several other poets fascinate me,
Equally instead of less or more,
They all teach me the lessons.
Madam Sally A Bayan is there,
Her sweet mature bits of advice,
Best complemented by her poetry.
Shayana Shrikanthalingam,
Seeing all her polished poetry,
Not such a difficult name for me.
Ever inseparable they are,
Brandon & Earl Jane Nagley,
They are the immortal lovers.
And I recognize the beauty,
An Indian model here on H.P.,
Poetry surely as cute as herself.
She is the most elegant girl,
On Hello Poetry and in reality,
Bhumika Fulwani I refer to here.
Finally, I express my gratitude to her,
In my life she's the ultimate one,
Now I needn't anyone else.
She is my Pooja Shah,
She is exclusively mine,
She is here forever to stay.
Jan 17, 2016
Jan 17, 2016 at 5:32 AM UTC
"follow the yellow brick road"
the witch didn't die
cinderella didn't go to the ball
sleeping beauty didn't wake up
belle escaped the beast
snow white was poisoned and killed
jasmine didn't go with aladin
moana stayed on the island
ariel sayed under water
tiana didn't kiss the prince
rapunzel stayed in the tower
pocahontas didn't save john smith
mulan stayed in the village
anna didn't go after elsa
elsa controlled her powers
anastasia/anya didn't care about her past
a world where evil wins
and there are no princesses
is a scary world.
be careful, princess.
Aug 15, 2018
Aug 15, 2018 at 2:44 PM UTC
I remember only once when my heart was literally frozen
Only once has my heart
Hardend the entire ocean
A girl I like looks great dressed as queen Elsa
Her looks
Her eyes
Her sweetness
But it's her heart that really makes you swelter
A gentle queen with honesty in her eye
I wish you goodluck Rosie
I wish you goodbye
Oct 1, 2018
Oct 1, 2018 at 5:04 PM UTC
'Frozen' is a perfect picture,
of the childhood I lived.
To have an older sister,
who will not take or give.
Shut the door in my face
when I wanted to play,
Locked in her room
telling me to go away.
She was not scared of magic,
or ice that could hurt me.
She never opened up,
like Elsa in the movie.
I wish I could help,
go and find her in the snow.
I would go anywhere for her
no matter how old I grow.
I want to build the snowman,
I want to save the day,
But true love can't conquer
when I'm pushed away.
She remains locked up,
with a spirit so mean
She will always remain
My sister: The Ice Queen
Okay, Bye
Jan 20, 2015
Jan 20, 2015 at 1:37 PM UTC
Tomorrow the baseball Hall of Fame will announce the newest members selected to join her hallowed hall. Ken Griffey Jr. will surely be selected.
I wish Hello Poetry had a Hall Of Fame. There are so many poets and good friends worthy of.
In absence of, I wish to nominate the following poets for the first class when and if it is ever created. My criteria for selection to this Hello Poetry Hall of Fame are:
A feeling heart
loves poetry
is a friend to others in the community
A Triple Crown.
Time and space are the only reason I have not listed all poets here at Hello Poetry:
Vicki (My Queen, a love child of Whitman and Dickinson)
Christi Michaels MoonFlower
mark cleavenger
Musfiq us shaleheen
brandon cory nagley
The Masked Pimpernel
rebecca askew
Sjr1000
Pradip Chattopadhyay
elsa angelica
Eddie Starr Poetry
ryn
Weeping willow
KetomaRose
Steven Langhorst
Mike Essig
Willard Wells
Woody
Elizabeth Squires
SoulSurvivor
Pax
Grace
Dave Kavanagh
Sumina Thapaliya
FJ Davis
SE Reimer
Sally A Bayan
solEmn oaSis
Melissa S
Arcassin B
..... and to those I failed to mention I apologize. I am thinking of you, also, but time and space are the only limitations to my list of nominees.
Jan 5, 2016
Jan 5, 2016 at 9:24 PM UTC
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
Jul 17, 2017
Jul 17, 2017 at 7:10 AM UTC
ojos de Angel
Thy dress is quite seen, thy vocabulary to me reads
The word's of a queen.......
mo chuisle
Thy feet art tired from work
Relax, let mine finger's exhort, pressing and caressing softly to thy skin.....
buah hatiku
For thee I write ancient poems and haiku's
Doth thou not seeith thou art mine muse, and law giver to me?
sirenita
I've traveled for thee from afar
I giveth mine courtship to thee, and heart
For though distance doth not keep us apart,
Distance is but a word
As mineself I canst maketh it all real...
Just telleth me,
When thou art up for a real call
A real visit
And everything to be....
For I'd giveth all for thou
Mine reina
Mine everything....
©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Elsa angelica dedication
Jul 14, 2015
Jul 14, 2015 at 12:25 PM UTC
Belle turned a beast into a man,
Ariel learned to walk on land,
Rapunzel was freed from her tower,
Elsa learned to use her powers.
Jasmine married who she pleased,
Snow White's stepmother became deceased,
Mulan saved her father's life,
Pocahontas found love through strife.
Aurora married the prince of her dreams,
With destiny tearing at the seams,
Cinderella found her other shoe,
And that is why dreams can come true.
Oct 24, 2015
Oct 24, 2015 at 11:44 AM UTC
Elsa Angélica
Reina de la luna de la medianoche,
Anticuerpos de la oscuridad
Mi amour 'mío desmayo suave,
Elsa Angélica
Affuse abajo alma mía
¿En castellano Ourn del yacía
Para que todos seeith en la página corriente principal,
Picotazos Cassia, sudor convento
Multa de goteo entre las líneas
Estamos espíritu de la antigüedad en la búsqueda foulard
En donde otros de a nosotros arte ciego
Elsa Angélica
Glaive al dolor de la mina
Me sanó con tu canto América
Sólo soy una bestia volvió esclavo noble
Una visita obligada española a la mirada del poeta ....
Elsa Angélica
Ingrowing enamorada Ourn
Me Inhale a tu café almizcle,
En donde se tira por el empuje decisivo
Y de la celestiales nuestras de por amanecer y al atardecer ....
Me Kyanize, voy de Kudo thou
No lasitud, no hay gruñidos larrup
Calles de pasillo caballerosidad dorada
Capa del sol, con Ourn propia sonrisa de
Sólo una luna de un sol en la trayectoria de directos
Sin dolor, ni la ira, libre al fin ....
Sintiendo la explosión universal,
Almas que pasan, entrelazados como uno !!!!!!
( Spanish version)
( English translated)
Elsa Angelica
Queen of midnight moon,
Antibody of darkness
Mi amour' of mine gentle swoon,
Elsa Angelica
Affuse down mine soul
Wherein ourn castellan lay's
For all to seeith on mainstream page,
Cassia pecks, convent sweat
Drip's fine between the lines
We're spirit's of old in foulard quest
Wherein other's to us art blind
Elsa Angelica
Glaive to mine pain's
Healed me by thy Latin chant
I'm just a beast turned noble slave
A Spanish must to poet's glance....
Elsa Angelica
Ingrowing in ourn love
Inhale me to thy coffee musk,
Wherein were pulling by crucial ******
And the celestial's our's by dawn and dusk....
Kyanize me, I'll kudo's thou
No lassitude, no larrup growls
Streets of gilded chivalry aisle
Cloak the sun, with ourn own smile's
Just a moon an sun in direct path's
No hurt, nor anger, free at last....
Feeling the universal blast
Souls to pass, entwined as one!!!!!!
Jun 26, 2015
Jun 26, 2015 at 4:53 PM UTC
Hey Shout out to
Wolf Spirt ''The lovable wolf'',
Elsa Angelica ''My bestie"
and Mr. Zeal ''My play brother''
..........They are the Greatest people I ever meet. :D
They always give me the best advice.
Honestly I can't even describe them in words.
I'm glad to have meet all of you guys
& i'm glad to have you all in my life.
I wouldn't know what to do without either one you now.
I love you guys so much :D
Thank you for being there for me and being my friends
Dec 31, 2015
Dec 31, 2015 at 6:25 PM UTC
**When you need that special friend
one who cares deeply and is real
i think of elsa, a real true godsend
her heart is deep, and she has sense appeal**
*Everyone should have a ''Elsa'' in their life.
She makes me laugh louder,
smile brighter,
and live alittle bit better*
**Her love is contagious
her eyes are to die for
the warmth she exhibits
grown men have cried for**
*She gives the best advice &
she is always there for others.
Girls can survive without a boyfriend
but, they can't survive without a bestfriend.*
**She has been my rock
when my world began to roll
brought me back uphill
before things took their toll**
*She was the one who told me to
ask for a second a chance with ''him''
She was the one who realized
that he wasn't the one
She knew that I deserved better
than ''him'' before I did*
**Wise beyond her years
listens to your fears
loves unconditionally
darling elsa. true friend, always, to me**
*You're an angel,
it's in your last name for crying out loud.* :D
**Such a sweet angel
and being your friend makes me feel proud**
Thank you Elsa for everything you do.
Dec 17, 2015
Dec 17, 2015 at 6:14 PM UTC
"What tempature does love freeze?"
asked the five year old ice scientist.
Her character sheet read: "Mage".
She preferred "Scientist".
In the beginning we said "An Ice Scientist can freeze anything!"
So she asked "How cold?".
Google told us "-300 degrees Celcius".
The Ice Scientist spent the rest of Dungeons and Dragons
discovering the Freezing points
of
"ALL OF THE THINGS!"
"I want to stop the Bard
by freezing the Queens love"
Roll for it.
"Nat 20"
The Queens love freezes.
She refuses the bards advances.
"YES! ...Wait, What tempature?"
70 degrees.
Love may freeze at any tempature.
"At 211.5 Degrees Celsius, Adrenaline Freezes.
Did you know that?
Your heart stops racing,
No more sweat, dry mouth.
The initial fight or flight reaction slows.
you see less red."
"Mom stopped buying Epi-pens;
they're only sold in packs of two,
said she's "Boycotting epinephrines codependency"."
"Adrenaline helps your heart beat!
Did you know that?"
"At 128 degrees celcius Dopamine freezes.
Did you know that?
With desire frozen
no sense of reward
you sleep more, eat more, slip into depression.
You aren't addicted to anything anymore!
unmotivated!
upperless!"
"Mom gave up coffee,
gave up chocolate,
can't even have ***
"Dopamine makes you happy!
Did you know that?"
"At 121 degrees celsius, serotonin freezes.
Your well-being crackles on a car window.
The remaining strands of happiness, form icicles!
You can't regulate your mood,
appetite, or sleep patterns.
You are unpredictable and sick!
Serotonin heals wounds,
did you know that?
with it frozen, the scars you've collected
stay open!"
"At 0 degrees celcius water freezes!
you are made of 50-60% water!
half of your body is FROZEN
at 0 degrees!
Did you know that?"
"At -2 degrees celcius human blood freezes.
Your hands go numb,
like when you have no gloves on?
Then your toes! Arms! legs!"
"I think I would like the numb feeling
being frozen,
like Elsa.
All those tingles are the blood warming up and moving around.
Did you know that?"
I didn't know any of that.
you're very smart.
"Yeah...
...What tempature does Oxygen Freeze?"
Well, munchkin, let's google it.
Oxygen freezes At -218.8 degrees celcius.
"I bet it's hard to breath with no oxygen,
like when we get panic attacks".
Yes munchkin,
our panic attacks
are like a frozen lung.
"Do you think beautiful trees have frozen lungs?"
Do you mean winter trees?
The ones that look like glass ornaments?
"Yes!
the beautiful ones!
Like me!
You said trees breath,
When they're all beautiful
Are they having panic attacks too?"
Some of them.
There's no way to tell them apart.
Remember, Munchkin.
Trees always thaw.
Like the Queens love.
Like my love for you.
It just takes time.
Jan 15, 2017
Jan 15, 2017 at 11:29 AM UTC
i
In the astrology set agora
Wherein mine agra doth rest
The backwoods to her cache
Is a peaceful gentle nest.
ii
She's a cad of angelic estancia
I espy her espirit fandango
Her lace strand's floweth wildly
Fantasia of mine melody, extra terrestrial fangled.
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Mine Gage I handeth her, to not leaveth her side
An agala we shalt maketh romance, whilst gaiety is in her eyes
A Jardiniere to hold her tears, when Jasper's do cometh around
Jarrah to fill ourn kava diligence, diluvial amare is it's sound.
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No blunder head's to separate us
Just Bluebell's blush
To admire mine belle of a lamb
Her bema shalt be raised, when its me who is her man.
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Ourn belvedere casa, ourn terrace to overlook
This is ourn story, not a tale of fools and crook's
The cover of ourn book, shalt we be entwined
Right inside the pages, of every lonesome lover's mind.
®Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Elsa angelica dedication
Jul 15, 2015
Jul 15, 2015 at 12:13 PM UTC