Poetry: Also Known As Random Thoughts.

I'm not really into poetry at all, I just had an idea here and there I thought might be worth writing down for later reference. When I started designing my web page, it seemed an intreging idea to reproduce the vast majority of it, which is not much.


Melting

Said the Snowman to the Sun,
What is this and who are you,
What is it all that you do?

And said the Sun to the Snowman,
Well, I am that which they call the Sun,
And I shine upon the Earth,
Giving it life and heat
And light and mirth.

And said the Snowman to the Sun,
But your light does hurt me so,
Me and all this lovely snow.

And said the Sun to the man of snow,
I am dearly sorry my dear friend,
But all things shall someday meet thier end.

And said the Snowman to Sun,
And what of all the children,
Who made me just a day ago?
How shall they play if I should go?

And said the Sun to the man of snow,
But the children they shall always play,
Be it light or dark or snow or rain.
And when the snow shall come again,
Then they shall make you new again.

And said the Snowman to the Sun,
What of you, shall you someday go?
Like me, the children and all the snow?

And said the Sun to the man of snow,
Someday yes, I shall go,
but as far as all the children know,
The sun will always shine,
Upon the Earth, 'til the end of time.

And I am dearly sorry my dear friend,
But all things shall someday meet thier end.
But as far as all the children know,
The Sun will always shine,
Upon the Earth, 'till the end of time.


Cloak of Shadows

Hiding in the darkness,
Hiding in the night,
Cowering from the light.
Cloak of shadows,
Cloak of night,
The only cloak I wear tonight.
Cowering in my memories,
Cowering in fears,
Longing for the light,
Always seeing,
Never feeling,
The Watcher in the Lie.


Power

I see the flash,
as the lighting strikes.
I hear the sound,
as the thunder rolls.
And hold up my hand,
glowing with power,
and control over all.
I lift my head,
with eyes that glow,
like the sky when a city burns at night.
And spread my wings,
look toward the sky,
with a mighty stroke,
and I fly.


Alive

...
And like the conquistadors of the days of old,
Seaching for the fountain of youth and the cities of gold,
These things they couldn't find, so they grew old and died.
But as for love I'll just have to believe,
It's the only thing thats haunting me...
It's the only thing thats keeping me... Alive.
...


Cross My Heart

Now cross my heart and hope to die.
And now I shed this shallow robe.
Leave me, pain.
Neglect me, hate.
Forsake me, dispair.
Forget me, jealosy.
Abandon me, bitterness.
And now I stand naked unto the world.
Come to me, hope.
Nurture me, joy.
Teach me, tranquility.
bath me, happiness.
Envelop me, love.
Now cross my heart and hope to fly.


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