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Cnight Metaphor
Scrambling summits
Submit to my hand
My foot
Strong on millennial mountain.
Sheer fears dropped
Off the craggy edge.
Perspective shrinks past troubles.
Let the next ascent begin.
By K King
The end of an Era.An Era... of learning.
Learning about creativity
About activity
Learning about the Industry
Political, Social, Economical
Aspects of Film and Media
You're an encyclopaedia of knowledge to us all.
Taught by the Donkey, Yet I'm the one who was the ass! Don't worry, i'll have my stencil up here soon enough.
Good Luck, D-man
Freakish Adam (AKA Frozen Joker)
frozenjoker@googlemail.com
High Street
Imagine a Boots up here?
A Dixons, a Burger king, a big mac.
Homogenous like every high street,
this one isn't.
Flat and straight but with a
Sense of achievement.
That little bit more skyward
Thank goodness we stretched first.
Booming phrases resound round
The bowl of rock walls.
Woops and whistles and painful knees
but much good sliding
this 1s goin out 2 my baby girl yh, dont u manz get it twisted...2-double-oh-6, its nuthin....
from the moment i met you i knew it was true,those fine lookin legs those eyes big and blue,holdin hands , walkin side by side, knowin ur with me everyday of my life,coz ur my boo,possibly my wife 2 be,your my sweetheart cant you see?!?,your golden locks of shiny hair,the light when we met went up like a flare,the kiss so soft it feels like a dream, a melody playin along like a theme,im not playin a game ,girl this is real,my heart beats faster, and faster still,till the adrenaline subdues and continue,all i want in life is 2 be with you, aslong as your here theres nothing i cant do,earth 2 heavens stars above,your the only woman , that i could ever, truely, LOVE....
yep sir u mite of not guessed but it woz me agen .. hypedman wit a wifey verse rite now im well bored so hit me back yh? , nice feedback thre 2 sir, cheers, anyways c u in english :p lol safe.
dis 1s called
"the neva endin story"
like a chink in a gold chain life aint perfect,but in this world no-ones perfect,the grass in green 2 cover the insects, the sky is blue 2 watch the sun set, sun rise, realise, the neva endin chain of life, i recolect stories from m8s of mine, bein held gun point and sumtimes knife, dont be one of them people makin money illegal ways, you can makin money ligit anuva day, but anyway, the neva endin story is our life, we mite die but we dont end, part of us lives on 4 eva more, in the children we make and there kid 4eva more, however sore it makes you feel 2 grow up with your kids and see them ill,life has its ups but has its downs and none of you have it as hard as me , id like 2 describe but cant find the words in me 2 tell the story that ended abrupt , should of been goin on now but got held up, like a sunsat in winter, not better lookin but sadder view as the light of your life goes out the window, and it aint for show , hell no, its obselete, messy not neat, makes me who i am 2day tho,im proud of who i am yet, sad 2 be, without the one person who matters 2 me, the most, and others boast, well yeah yu get upset , with a male figure left,they care about you, love you but just dont get, wat u really need is that one person 2 hug at night in this life ..this neva endin story that they call life..life endz but the story goes on.. so chin up lads and lassies, dont get down, and lets turn that frown upside down yeh, now go out there and show them wot your made of , go on dont be scared , its alright, life goes on and so do I.
The Future of UsA Poem By N. Ostacchini
Try to look wise
Philosophical words
It's all a disguise
Boost your self worth
You must speak above
The ones that you mock
They converse and express
Using straight talk
So deep, know everything
What you don't know you'll make up
Go impress the masses
I think it's time you wake up
Make the stream cloudy
With mud from beneath
Stir up the waters
To make them look deep
The more shallow they are
The easier disturbed
Try to conceal your depth
With your newest big words
You're seeing you
As being so wise
As people look up
With adoration filled eyes
You got so caught up
It's no longer a game
It's a pyramid plan
In building your name
You don't impress me
Mr.philosophy
TESTIMONY A-Z
I desired to drink from the dam of dreams,
to find my fate and free my feelings.
To sing a song, and stitch the seams
of heart that hungered for heavens healing.
Reason it reeled in rhythms running,
wanting to write , put wings to words.
In madness of mind and meanings meandering,
I pursued pain, praying to purge,
the void of vanity, the views of Vance.
Anarchy answered in attitude attired,
was taken towards a total trance.
Insanity insisted that I was inspired.
Opened and ordered by occultic oppressor,
locked up lame in lone lament.
I was exploiting extremes, an expletive expressor.
Grasped by guilt the gripping giant...
The creatures cry carried to The Creator.
Zeroing in on my zone He zoomed me to Zion,
in quietism He quickened my question quota.
Now I'm not nauseous, my nature's like neon.
Being born again my brains got better,
the joy in Jesus of joining the just.
In Easter eternity so easily entered,
a kingdom of kinship when the Keeper is kissed.
Yielded, not yoked to yesterdays yearning,
useful in the universe, the ultimate union.
1 Chronicles 4 v 10
