"wheeps" poems
Elven Heritage
Purity Healing Sphere Carriged In
Sacred Mystical Kin Hint Of A Faerie Mist
Purified Language In
Telepathy With All Interdimesnonal Beings
Love Hugging The Trees
Its Where We Peace
Its Where We Eat
Dance & Sing
Healing Passion Fullfiling Gatherings
Fairys Swing
One Touch From Us Is A Rush
Enough To Make An Angel Blush
All Disease Crushed Into Dust
Whipped Up Into Thus
Purified Trust
Declair Clean Air Is A Must
Our Eyes Are Idolized
Pure Manners Inside
Anything Less Than Love It Flys
Where Its Free From Disguise
Vibrations Rise Then Dies
I Am Elven Folk
My Dearest Heart
Wheeps When You Leave
Until Your Return
I'll Be Gentle When Bleeding Screams
We Are Here To Heal Call Up
Elders Silver Will
May 24, 2016
May 24, 2016 at 7:09 PM UTC
I am just a man
I got different motives
You just won't understand
What a perfect way to hold on to my sanity
By writing these
I need elaboration
Some sort of consultation
For these feelings
That are buried oh so deep
Keep me from my sleep
I'll hold my wheeps from my peeps and ride this thing
Aug 12, 2015
Aug 12, 2015 at 12:33 PM UTC
My expectations
Present me
With a
Shared Sharp Shard
Of Glass
As rotten blood trickles down
Each spectacle
Overwhelming evidence
Seeps in each
Prickling crack
Blood wheeps
Floorboard creaks
It's the mailman
What a creep
Aug 23, 2020
Aug 23, 2020 at 4:28 PM UTC