We run so fast and run so hard
Searching ourselves for the answer why,
To know what makes our spirit whole,
Hidden deep inside and behind every sigh,
Every beat that radiates the hope deep in our heart.
The desire to open our eyes to a brand new day,
Despite the challenges that lie ahead of us ,
Lighten up with a happy smile,
And reach out our hands and learn to trust,
Letting all our worries and doubts blow away.
To call out their name and for them to be there,
Puts our mind at ease and our whole being safe,
Always to know that they waiting right here,
In them we try to place all our love and faith,
Knowing we can rest under th
Another poem written after waking up from a dream, its about how although people fight one another, if we put our hate aside, we can find something special deep within us all. We can find peace and friendship.
Awakening in a battle far from a fabled dream,
red and blue blaze at each other in a epic search,
Lending a hand but collecting protection,
Only to save them and stop the endless fighting.
Passing by all the anger despite the pain,
Speaking my heart to soothe it all,
There is no conflict between them at all,
Just one item that can move the hand of power.
A lonly man holds the key as people ignore and pass him by,
The royalty s
The Little Witch With The Torn Hat
By Tails
There once lived a little witch that loved to experiment and explore, she was wasn't quite young but for the age of 16 she was still fairly childish. She attended a well known and prestigious school for witches where many well know witches had graduated from but unfortunately for the little witch, her reputation was one of utter clumsiness. She would try to brew a potion and end up taking out the while west wing or try to learn to fly on her broom during a flight class and end up taking out her whole class as she struggled to take control of her broomstick. Despite what would happen, she always ke
I wrote this after a dream I had, it was about reliving my life once again, at the cost of my one true loves life...
Whats the use having the greatest love of all,
only to know that you would lose it in the end.
To play with death and judge ones self,
to be rewarded how close you are to right.
To live again and watch in horror,
your life being exchanged for your other.
Waves come crashing inside to us,
hide behind the door till it pass.
In your eyes I can see too well,
your love for me that never fell.
Desperate to find a way to get to you,
Save you from pain undue.
Why must my life be valued above my other,
take it all back I w
A smile on your face,
Lights my soul aflame,
For my kindness towards you and all,
Is just a mere taste.
If you were to call,
Any time or any day,
I would turn and come running,
To catch you as you fall.
I would fight away your fears,
rewrite all your wrongs,
Open your eyes and see,
you all I hold dear.
What is it that I can say,
To help you when your down,
I would pull you up and hold you high,
And hug you if I may.
Time flies for one and all,
But friendships will stand the time,
When fear and hurt may go your way,
Come to me and I'll be your wall.
When we open our heart,
we allow people to come in,
sharing love and tend
A smile on your face,
Lights my soul aflame,
For my kindness towards you and all,
Is just a mere taste.
If you were to call,
Any time or any day,
I would turn and come running,
To catch you as you fall.
I would fight away your fears,
rewrite all your wrongs,
Open your eyes and see,
you all I hold dear.
What is it that I can say,
To help you when your down,
I would pull you up and hold you high,
And hug you if I may.
Time flies for one and all,
But friendships will stand the time,
When fear and hurt may go your way,
Come to me and I'll be your wall.
When we open our heart,
we allow people to come in,
sharing love and tend
I wrote this after a dream I had, it was about reliving my life once again, at the cost of my one true loves life...
Whats the use having the greatest love of all,
only to know that you would lose it in the end.
To play with death and judge ones self,
to be rewarded how close you are to right.
To live again and watch in horror,
your life being exchanged for your other.
Waves come crashing inside to us,
hide behind the door till it pass.
In your eyes I can see too well,
your love for me that never fell.
Desperate to find a way to get to you,
Save you from pain undue.
Why must my life be valued above my other,
take it all back I w
The Little Witch With The Torn Hat
By Tails
There once lived a little witch that loved to experiment and explore, she was wasn't quite young but for the age of 16 she was still fairly childish. She attended a well known and prestigious school for witches where many well know witches had graduated from but unfortunately for the little witch, her reputation was one of utter clumsiness. She would try to brew a potion and end up taking out the while west wing or try to learn to fly on her broom during a flight class and end up taking out her whole class as she struggled to take control of her broomstick. Despite what would happen, she always ke
Another poem written after waking up from a dream, its about how although people fight one another, if we put our hate aside, we can find something special deep within us all. We can find peace and friendship.
Awakening in a battle far from a fabled dream,
red and blue blaze at each other in a epic search,
Lending a hand but collecting protection,
Only to save them and stop the endless fighting.
Passing by all the anger despite the pain,
Speaking my heart to soothe it all,
There is no conflict between them at all,
Just one item that can move the hand of power.
A lonly man holds the key as people ignore and pass him by,
The royalty s
We run so fast and run so hard
Searching ourselves for the answer why,
To know what makes our spirit whole,
Hidden deep inside and behind every sigh,
Every beat that radiates the hope deep in our heart.
The desire to open our eyes to a brand new day,
Despite the challenges that lie ahead of us ,
Lighten up with a happy smile,
And reach out our hands and learn to trust,
Letting all our worries and doubts blow away.
To call out their name and for them to be there,
Puts our mind at ease and our whole being safe,
Always to know that they waiting right here,
In them we try to place all our love and faith,
Knowing we can rest under th
Lucy
As I lay awake in bed o stare at the shadows moving across the ceiling and listen to the faint love songs playing on the radio. I wait for sleep, but it doesnt come. The dancing shadows hypnotise me as I drift in and out of reality. A slight movement next to me jolts me back again, damn; I was almost asleep that time. I really do have to stop sleeping in the same bed as Conner; he always moves into the middle and steals the covers.
I lift myself onto one elbow and look at Conners dark outline. He is really in no way physically attractive apart form his incredibly cute face. I pause and think for a moment about Hunter, I re
English Assignment Short Story by kirisaku, literature
Literature
English Assignment Short Story
Monster VS Player (MVP)
Despite the clear beautiful day outside, the girl sits indoors at her computer and logs into her virtual world online. Moments later, a two-dimensional female-shaped figure is seen on the screen wearing a brown piece of material wrapped around its body as a dress. In its right hand, hanging loosely by its side is a cross bow. I have entered the world of Midgard the girl thought as she positioned her hand over the mouse and began moving the character on the screen.
The character wondered aimlessly around the surrounding two-dimensional city. At the top of the screen a box entitled stats suddenly appears. T