*Breathes*

Heartbeat flutters, fingers tremble

Eyelids wide apart

I don't quite know what I should do

Breathing's a good place to start

Understanding, recognition

Take time to sink in

But now they have and I'm ecstatic

Breathing's a place to begin

Smiling madly, laughing out loud

I've a reason to

Inspiration everlasting

Pretty much all thanks to you

The Royal Poets

Here she comes,
Her white dress flowing,
Her long veil blowing,
Her smile brighter than the sun.

There he stands,
His tux a prefect fit,
A glint in his eye,
Un-patient with anticipation.

A lift of the veil,
A smile of eyes,
A touch of hands,
A trade of rings.

Together forever,
To never be apart,
Are the Royal Poets,
Mr. and Mrs. Ambrosius.

Kallista,
With the warmth in her heart,
Octaboona,
With the amazing smart.


(CONGRATS GUYS!)

Jesus Amazing

O Holy Night!

Behold the glorious light!

The stars are brightly shining,

The beauty, entrancing, so binding
It is the night of the dear Savior's birth.

For the love of mankind, His children, had worth
Long lay the world in sin and error pining.

The Fall made pure forever declining
Till He appeared and the soul felt its worth.

Praise God for Jesus' birth!
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices,

Raise your praising voices!
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.

Our Savior is born!
Fall on your knees! Oh, hear the angel voices!

Singing, praising, all of them rejoices!
O night divine, oh night when Christ was born;

The world, no longer need be forlorn
O night, O Holy Night , O night divine!

Held close to my heart, this precious night is mine
O night, O Holy Night , O night divine!
Glorious night divine!

 

 

Led by the light of faith serenely beaming,

A star, through the sky, was beautifully streaming
With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand.

To see this Babe, a gift, from God's hand
O'er the world the star is sweetly gleaming,

Hither ye wisemen, it seems to be deeming
Now come the wisemen from out of the Orient land.

Three gifts they have, so grand
The King of kings lay thus lowly manger;

Quietly gazing is He at loved ones, not danger

In all our trials born to be our friend.

Our broken souls, be willing, He mends
He knows our need, our weakness is no stranger,

That Babe laying sweetly in the manger
Behold your King! Before him lowly bend!

He can be your greatest friend
Behold your King! Before him lowly bend!

 

 

Truly He taught us to love one another,

His love for us spreads even further
His law is love and His gospel is peace.

From chains of hate He wishes to free us
Chains He shall break, for the slave is our brother.

The neighbor a friend, the servant our mother
And in his name all oppression shall cease.

All through the land spreads friendship and peace
Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we,
Indebted to Him forever we'll be

With all our hearts we praise His holy name.
The world, oblivion, before He came

Christ is the Lord! Then ever, ever praise we,
His amazing love, you must, must see

His power and glory ever more proclaim!

Urchins and kings, all are the same
His power and glory ever more proclaim!

You, be willing, His child He names!

The Ho, Ho, Ho Man

Sat, I wait,
For the jolly man in red,
Some cookies as bait,
I decide to hide in bed.

I hear a bump,
And then a laugh,
There's his rump,
Or is it just half?

His wispy beard,
His big red hat,
I readied as he neared,
With my baseball bat.

"Ho, ho, ho!" he cried,
Before I jumped out,
And said, "You lied."

Then I let fire,
With my new gun,
And happily said,
"Ho, ho, ho, bitch."


Yes, it's true, I hate Santa.

Time Is Running Out

I realise the rhyming and syllables make no sense. Couldn't make it work otherwise.. ^^

Time is running out
I hope my words won't fail me
I'll say it, I must
Before I've missed my chance

My boundaries are failing
My arms flailing
I can't keep it in
But I fear I won't

So many 'what if?'s
So much confusion
So much inside me
That I must learn to show

If I won't tell
Things will stay the same
In this frozen, agonising state
So close, yet so far

If I do, it can go either way
Either my world will be blissful
Or stop in a moment of pain
That three words can shatter

Burn

A glow.
So faint, so small, so insignificant
It means nothing at all.

A flicker.
Morphing light and shadow into shapes
Yet hardly noticeable.

A spark.
Engulfing everything in light
But for a split second.

It catches!
A flame begins, it feels so glorious
The warmth and brightness.

A fire.
It feeds on sadness, anger and despair
Leaving good in it's wake.

It burns!
It's eaten all things good and it's still hungry
Consuming everything.

A shell.
It's all that's left.

In My Happy Place

In my happy place, no parents or school
No sadness at all, no boundaries or rules
Yet all are moral, everyone are kind
In my happy place, happiness I'll find

Water and Fire will find harmony
The Earth and the Air will rejoice with glee
And Light will then shine, enveloping all
The suns in the sky are bright, warm and tall

In my happy place I will have the guts
To say what I want, no stammers and 'but's
And I will then say what needs to be said
With my heart racing, blood rushes to head

And what he answered I will never know
Because in this world, my feelings don't show
But I am happy in my special place
'Cause I'm there with you, a smile on my face

Cliffside

Standing on the edge, looking out upon the darkness,
It seems to be the only path of light amid a sea of black,
One step, one step, one step, an echoing mantra, a despairing song,
Rocks slide as you shift closer to the edge, you know there's no other way,
A narrow path of light in the blackness, one way, one way, one way...out......

Jump, jump......jump..........................................