O, the sky, so high, so blue,
Nothing beats thy beauty.
The sun! O, it maybe to hot for a few;
But nothing is as worthy
The volcanoes, with a hole at thy top,
Ne'er fails to enthrall;
But the death that thy beauty has made,
Has made people appall'd.
The orange lava that eats thy humans flesh,
Will turn human beings to ash;
Therefore, thy beauty will ne'er seen as best.
O thy tress! The leaves on thy trees!
So green, & so free!
O, how I wish thy beauty is me;
Swaying & rustling, Oh so beautifully;
But yet, insolent brutes,
Are still cutting thy beauty down,
Nothing is as grey and dull than these brutes who are rude,
Cutting down e'ery flower
As if they are in power.
Water pouring down,
Drops & drops of rain!
E'ery millisecond,
A pile of water drops down again.
How rain makes the scene so melancholy,
Is stunningly wonderful.
How rain makes the world more holy,
but unfortunately;
Thy beauty is taken in vain.
The earth, O the earth!
Is where we live & play upon,
Ne'er regret that thou has been borned into such mirth.
Enjoy thy beauty! Enjoy thy sight!
During the light of day, or the darkness of the night.
Cupid's Fall
Although I see her everyday,
My heart feels empty;
Ever so lonely.
The world goes 'round by the hour,
And by the hour, her love for me turns sour.
Its hard to look forward for happiness,
When thy source of happiness is a bitch-& when thy face resembles of those of a witch
I regret upon seeing thee,
but thy love for thee never breaks apart.
Thou has never been boredom to me,
but again and again, she breaks thy heart-
Into a million parts.
Her innocent face could no longer hide,
The malice she has done.
No where to hide, no where to run-
But run into a barrel of a gun
Her forlorn eyes will then be closed,
Forever.
Never see thy face or any others,
Never Never.
Idle & Uncaring
The call, the call. I felt it was unnecessary,
because of the way you talked,
Was weak & weary-
Very idle & uncaring
We talked nonsense which led thou in a rage of silence,
I was even more blith
'T I sang in such defiance-
& did not resort to violence
You thought hard for excuses;
"Call me when thou has settled,
Settled & free"
I put thy phone in disgust,
For what i've heard was lame-
Very idle & uncaring
Stairway to Heaven
With only a few minutes to live
What would you do?
Say a little prayer,
And let God take me away;
But not onto Satan's highway.
You lived happily, with a family & was very wealthy
But what have you done to get entrance
Through Heavens gates?
Did you treat queers as your slave?
Was your sins that grave?
Did you followed the allowed rules, while you mate?
Or did you obey'd thy rules of Heaven?
But did thou obey'd in hate?
These are questions left unanswered, only for you
To answer.
In truth, thou shalst pass through
In lies, never come back!
Go to hell! Rot & die!
You were much loved by God, for your life
Has been taken before the Apocalypse;
But I dont see why you should be here,
Are you lost my dear?
If thou is not,
Then answer thy questions, and if you pass,
In Heaven thou shall last!
You retributions after death has been lenient;
You were not eaten by insects, and your grave was spacious;
But you did a bad mistake when you were 10!
O goodness gracious!
But thou shalst ne'er fear,
For Heaven is where thous shall belong my dear;
Your wants would be anywhere.
Do anything you like
Because everything thou has fancied, is here, there, everywhere!
Heaven is where good human beings belong.
Dont take your chance on Earth for granted,
Because death will come for you;
Not for long.
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