Minecraft Junkie

a shadow flies by and it catches your curiosity
whirls past you with escalating ferocity
in a dark room it illuminates the space
but you can't catch it for it runs at a faster pace
blue eyes and blonde hair
a beauty in which no one can compare
her run becomes a walk as she invites you to follow her
but even so she is still just a blur
you notice you are crying from her mere sight
so you follow her into the night
deeper through the hallway you go
it's completely dark, no light will show
time seems to elude you
but you are fixed on seeing her for a second or a few
this is a once in a life time chance
or so you think
her voice is a song her walk is a dance
her skin is a pale white, her cheeks a rosy pink
you finally find a light
it's the star across the sky of the night
you look around an catch her gaze
suddenly your stomach feels like a maze
a labyrinth, twisting and turning with no end
time doesn't last forever, but a minutes is all you ask to lend
she walks your direction
you look down, you're standing on water but no reflection
this blows your state of mind
you look around but hers in the only reflection you can find
your face is brushed by her hand
you feel like you are in never-land
you feel like you can fly
soar across the marvelous sky
but you stay on the ground
next to the girl that makes your heart pound
she draws nearer
her eyes are a little more clearer
you can feel it coming, a kiss
but then something comes amiss
you wake up and you ask yourself "was it just a dream?"

roses are blue

kokop

Wrote this a few days ago ~
A Sword Without A Sheath


While I look back on my past,
I'm taunted by what it has concealed.
My brother, slain;
My life, framed;
Yet I carry on

Like a Sword Without A Sheath

Stories told with vile intention.
My life ruined in exile; no redemption.
Yet I carry on

Like a Sword Without A Sheath

My back towards the wind, while enemies chase;
Hacked down by my blade, they only seek to save face.
A crime committed, no rightful criminal convicted;
Yet I carry on

Like a Sword Without A Sheath

All I have left is the wind, like a sword without a Sheath.

The Kanye Quest

This is the tale of Kanye West,
who is snuggled in his Kanye Nest,
having himself a Kanye Rest,
for he must be at his Kanye Best,
before he's off on a Kanye Quest,
where he'll be put to the Kanye Test,
in hopes to retrieve the Kanye Chest,
that is distinctly marked with the Kanye Crest.

He shall return to the Kanye Nest,
and have himself a Kanye Fest,
where he will welcome many Kanye Guests,
but first he must be rid of Kanye Pests,
before he can put on his Kanye Vest,
and dance at the party with such Kanye Zest.

Bananas wasnt me

WAIT! I have one more.

Moo! Said the cow.
That makes me sad said the chicken
Cow died


Author: guitarmaniac004

:'( poor cow cow moo moo

Don't do poems but I can do limericks =P

There once was a man named Krunk
Who got dirty stinking drunk
He shagged a witch
She gave him an itch
Now he has magical junk