Leaves bunch up;
Stems are too long;
They don’t fit in a cup;
No music or song;
...
I am one, one who has power,
One who stands strong, one which will tower.
My place is Olympus, a mighty mountain feared by all,
My hunting bow, that which I call.
...
Something I see change me,
Sometimes I don’t see,
This time I did,
Tears shed.
...
Pulsing every beat,
Feel the happy heat,
Feet and heart thump,
Bump bump bump.
...
Plastic smiles,
Inlayed tiles,
Big houses,
Divorced spouses,
...
Won’t let go,
Of anything you hold,
Deceit left you cold;
Compassion no longer bold.
...
Why all this violence?
So much blood shed…
Too much for me!
It’s the worlds shoot in the head.
...
I know this is cheesy,
But it seems to me,
We lost.
Can you help?
...
Open like his eyes,
Ready to see,
What it really could be.
What comes after this,
...
Her heart he would protect,
his face she thought was perfect,
together without a doubt,
others just can shout.
...