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Alice Mar 2016
I'd love to have an adventure
To different worlds where my heart can fly
To different worlds where my heart desires
And will be remembered until I die.

I'd love to have an adventure
Along with my precious pen
And write down all the things I've witnessed
And read it all again.

I'd love to have an adventure
Through the darkest part of the forest
And meet the greatest beasts
And see who is the toughest.

I'd love to have an adventure
Through the deepest part of the sea
Where a place I can find peace
As if there is no living creature but me.

I'd love to have an adventure
Where mysterious mountains hide secrets
Then I'll climb to its toppest part
By ignoring the chirping crickets.

I'd love to have an adventure
Where I can be my fullest self
Together with my loved ones
And finish the books on the shelf.

I'd love to have an adventure
With my eyes that is sharper than knife
I'll face my battles, brave and humble
Until I get to the Everlasting Life
Clem N Tine May 2014
I swim in verdancy on my back; let the greyness wash my face
Atop the top of the toppest valley

Only half of me is here; I am only half here
Inhale, Exhale

I Take in the masterpiece above me; branches intertwining
People could learn from the trees

On my left I have Nothing; Nothing sticks around
Until he grew restless and took the path on my right

As my lids fall in tire; the Earth embraces me in sweet arms
Lying in my bed of worries

The wind so tender, so dear, kneels down to meet my cheek
And the leaves mutter in joy

When Nothing goes right; I find solace in trees
Let myself drown in the shade of natural love.

And patiently I wait for the sun to wake up
to illuminate the masterpiece
The sun rises every morning.
The youth

Good toppest lustre of the day
The brave hulk which makes hay
These adherent shining through blames
Our pure ambrosial saints ain't flames

These souls has a new odour today
The young beautiful flash to play
We are the good children of glare
Our colour candytuft shift blur

God's love mends and make the youth
This time and space experience use
The living waters with the future frozen
Our power through the mirror was spoken

Past passion, post move on the song
The uniform dance, listen the flowers wrong
Happiness blossom the rainbow nation
Our fruit bloom the path of fasion

We are blood washing through the rails
Of a sweeping banister. Unfolding tails
a poem abouth the youth, it praises them showing that they are so pure and good even though old people read us wrongly
Extreme Dreamer
like all the rain fast in the grey
my feet stamped there in the summer
so I'd see the place to dream before
in the grey fall the rain fell and filled
in the winter the river froze
but kept moving in the deep
in the Extreme weather it kept moving
like all the fast rain in the black
Grown down like leaves
Grown flat like only cold falling on you can make you
So you just have to go against the ugly sides
the profiles of grave pits
because you are something good
and something that creates
like a school you could teach flat things
to keep sneaking past the middle and the top
on the bottom
on the bottom the toppest thing that survives
Extreme dreams while you are here
Copyright Chelsea Palmer Sept. 3, 2013
the good toppest lustre of the day
the brave hulk which makes hay
These adherent shining  through blames
our pure ambrosial saints not flames

we are the good choldren with glare
our color candytuft shift blur
these souls have a new odour today
the young beautiful flash to play

post passion past move on the song
the uniform dances listen to the flowers wrong
but our fruit bloom the path of fashion
happiness blossom the rainbow nation

we are like blood washing through the rails
of a sweeping banister unfolding tales
this poem praises the youth
Jean Lin Jan 2017
My lover's a spider
And the world's toppest weaver
"Weave me a dreamcatcher"
Got one at the snap of a finger
Most of all, he's also a very good kisser
Al-Farouk Jul 2017
Let me imagine.
Let me imagine the scenario
Booming in the scene.
It was a scenario
I knew to imagine later.

Let me imagine the act
In that spot.
Accounting embarrassment
To the the toppest level.
This act picture was imagined.

Let me again imagine the doing
Im that platform.
Oh! Wondered I am
It was a déjà vu
And a rendezvous
I met.

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