Something about death by Sweet-Melody21, literature
Literature
Something about death
Everyone has a darkside in themselves,
but no one wants to admit that, do they?
It's hidden inside, deep--they are rebels;
but not everyone in life has a say.
Death covers, looms over us everyday,
and nothing said will be really heard
because there is nothing you can say--
therefore, everything is... absurd.
Don't lie to death, don't cheat him!
That's a bad mistake to cheat death,
because, if you do, even on a whim--
he will loom over you with his breath.
Definition of Beauty by Sweet-Melody21, literature
Literature
Definition of Beauty
Her eyes are bright as the moon glows.
Steadily, and slowly, my love for this
woman will be so big, and yet it grows
more and more with each passing lisp.
Her skin is softer then curtains made
of satin. She is heaven personified;
I don't want her to leave and fade
from my life. If she did, I would cry.
Her laughter is like angels singing;
she is the one for me, I am sure.
Life could be any better, I'm thinking
and she is so beautiful and pure.
I don't ever want to hurt her.
It would break my own heart to do so.
That is why I often have to fear
that I will lose her. And she will go.
Her love is like wildfire.
Spreading and burning me.
Her love will never expire.
Without her, I cannot see.
Her touch is still there.
I can feel it on my skin.
All her worries I will bear.
Everything of her, I will win.
She is my joy. My love.
This is true and honest.
She is from heaven above.
My love is for her, I confess.
She is my world. My life.
Someday, I will say:
"Will you be my wife?"
And with a smile on my face.
I love you.
Happiness is a flicker.
You have to really run
You want to get there quicker.
Don't let them steal your fun.
Dreams are like a butterfly.
Catch them with your net.
It won't work if you don't try.
If it doesn't work, don't fret.
Love is like heaven.
You want to be theirs.
Seeing them is when
they wipe your tears.
What is your aim?
What are you trying to do?
You aren't the same.
Were your words even true?
When you post on my wall,
I get rather confused about it.
Why do you do it at all?
All I am doing is ignoring it.
Yet, for several days, you spam.
These posts are very annoying.
Would you please stop the spam?
I'm asking nicely. Please. Please.
Just stop. It is all I ask.
Your love penetrates.
Your love is passionate.
Your love concentrates.
Your love is intimate.
Your love is sweet.
Your love is great.
I'm glad we did meet.
I'm glad your my mate.
I love you with all my life.
I want you forever and ever.
Someday, you'll be my wife.
For you, I will endure.
I love you forever,
I always will.
Leave me, you will never.
For you, I'd kill.