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Olivia Daniels Aug 2018
I wish
life was like a book
full of
crazy adventures and
forever love.

I wish
life was like a book
action packed and
never boring.
Even at the sake of
great sacrifice.

I wish life was like a book.
I want to be a heroine
who saves the boy she loves
and the world
with my demon swords and cunning wit.
Never boring.

kids genetically engineered to have bird wings
teens thrown in an arena to entertain by fighting for their lives
a chosen one who learns magic and saves the world
delinquents breaking the dystopian government for individuality
children of a gods that must fight monsters to survive
supernaturals that use runes and weapons to take back everything

That could be me!

and what have I done?
Nothing
and what is my life?
Trite

I wish my life was like a book
because this mundane existence
is exhausting me.
Why am I even here?
Niklaus Jul 2017
Another fragile Hourglass takes place
As solace slipped from the grip of ebony
Fulfilling another twenty-four to humanity

Heavens turns another blank page
Writing the course and expanding existence
Of beings living in a soon to be perished planet
Whom supernaturals called them as pilgrims of faith
And race embodied a serpent's deeds and values
despite such contrast, freedom is still evident

Come forth another a mysterious lasting day
At five, few eyes slowly flutter open
Like flower do when the coldness
And strikes of spectrum embraces them
Along with the rest of the creations
Another slate for each individual
To live their chances as they please
And dance with time's tricks

Dusks comes and the remaining sands
Sliding down the little hole in the hourglass
Darker hues creeps down the forest
Warmer hues hugs the shore
Soft, calming breeze hits the skin
Finally ebony withdraws the light
And Luna came along with a needle
She sewed another night together
Along with the constellations and the moon
Ending each person's day with a point
Or mortals called it, sleep.
Randy Johnson Dec 2018
When I learned about his death, it was hard to believe.
An actor died twenty years ago today on Christmas Eve.
Sadly, he died at the young age of twenty-six.
He starred in The Supernaturals, A Smoky Mountain Christmas and other flicks.

He starred in The Dukes of Hazzard and Magnum P.I. as well.
He tried to beat Colon Cancer but sadly, he was destined to fail.
When a person dies on Christmas Eve, it's a shame.
He was a talented actor and Chad Sheets was his name.
Dedicated to Chad L. Sheets (1972-1998) who died on December 24, 1998.
HOPE Apr 2021
It was this other day
Picture it in your mind
Pen it in your heart
Once the ink is dry, let it go

Dry bones once breathed life upon
For supernaturals to come into existence
Became dry and useless once again
Just like useless agony, let it go
HOPE Mar 2021
Till our eyes were ocean deep in the red sea
God knows we prayed
Till our bodies could no longer race against our heartbeat
God knows we prayed
Stood in the gap for the life of an amicable soul
As if we had the supernaturals to stop the universe
But still you said, "her day is done"

In the middle of the night
You strolled down the garden of Eden
With the angels singing holy holy
And picked up the most blossoming lilly
Of all the roses that were fading
Hand in hand shining like a piece of diamond
"Well done, well done" He said,
As He took her home, her eternal home
Today we lost an angel, She went home to be with the Lord😭
HOPE Apr 2021
Till our eyes were ocean deep in the red sea
God knows we prayed
Till our bodies could no longer race against our heartbeat
God knows we prayed for you
Stood in the gap for the life of an amicable soul
As if we had the supernaturals to stop the universe
But still you said, "I wanna go home"

Courageous Ella
Full of cheeky laugh
Unexplainable aurora
I watched you ride beneath a new born sun
Just like horses embarking on a rote of new Jerusalem
That we are all set to paddle upon one of the good days
When time begin to run against the clock

One beautiful morning
God called you to stroll the heaven with him
Held your hand to let you smell the roses full of life
And danced through the melodies only played in heaven
I can picture you looking at your mommy and your daddy
Whispering "I love you but I wanna go home,
Tell Raphaella she'll never be alone, I'm now her angel"
Basking into the arms of the Father wearing crown of victory
In loving memory of Israella Bushiri.. Fly little angel

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