we were the best of friends
always together amidst our relationships
music ringing in our minds
from childhood till now,highness fills me when I'm with you

but what lurks within (everyone's) my dark side,
a monster so horrible and and full of lust and malice
i savaged thee while you begged for me to release thy body
and almost killed you when suddenly you spat me with wood

i woke up with my memory ,
lacerated with what happened last night
you were scared but you told me
i ran from you, ashamed and lost dignity to live

i told myself,
I'm a monster, a selfish and evil kind
even though you forgave me with what happened
my feeling is suicidal, and forget that we knew each other

the vermillion tree so anchored with glee
may the spirit be set free
so that thee might clear the debris

and pull the darkness to its knee?

The lilac aura fill us with thy word and deliver us from an intolerable degree

a white gleam of winter light
blowing across the snowy plain
a melody so young and so sweet
wreaths of old against the moonlight

can you never think?. . . . of poem so sweet and pleasant?

Malice
Pride
Spitefulness

all you may think with the intolerable vial

of someone whom you may love or not

thinks of inhuman qualities?

a flowery path
had shown me to the well,
where one's own life
made a very pleasant swell

a whirl of auburn wind,
dances in the spring
a season of hope
that will forever ring

a voice of the heart
vibrates through the gentle
and in its midst
people,so kind and very subtle

and may the flame of life
overwhelm the cold of the dead
and bring back the aura,
which is forever at its head

at birth,
it resembles and shone like stars
at growth,
i began crashing like cars
at ****** worth,
it is technologically advanced
at death,
it resembles an asteroid lanced

am i confused
of your slithery ways ?
should i be wary
of the black bays?

is this a vertigo
or a pigment of my imagination?
can a color it
or will it bring me damnation?

a word to say
a world to see
just like a rhyme
tasty like thyme

colors here and there
a rainbow has no gray
just like a rhyme
pleasant like a chime

bounding forever
may the world be in gay feeling
just like a rhyme
slips just as time.

you wretched creature,
what have you done?
full of spite and malevolence,
against the cursed one

a forked voice appealing,
throughout the faint realms
then your figure appears
vague as you overwhelm

but may you find,
what was lost to you
but a mere vision
falsity against what is true

a serene and gentle bay,
offshore i see
as a crescent shape appears,
and i tumble with glee

moonlight struck with euphony so far
and the silvery gray light glows
for my desire was now fulfilled
against,as the translucent wind blows

a little of blue,
as you might know little Sue,
is and can form dew

Cookie Crumble, why are thee sad?
Rookie Rumble, are you the one  responsible?
Yes, i have i did everything that made Cookie Crumble sad
Why Rookie Rumble, why did you make Cookie Crumble sad?

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" beacuse i've always loved you , Cookie Crumble

an emerald glowing
with its glory and green
sprung a bright and utter gleam
of the Irish race.


encoded in the parchment
of  history,
lies a place so teeming
with the beauty and
the fair.

a breeze slipped down,
against the lands of emerald
the ethereal and strong thought of
an abundant land.

modern inventions have shaped
the isle and forever in its feet
finding what was lost in the midst
of the Irish mist.