Poetry

[syeira]

Moonlit

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Lilacs, roses
Poppies, buttercups
Scents and fragrances fill my nose.
While silver grasses waver in the breeze,
My golden hair is turned white.
The stars above,
Twinkling brightly,
Right beside their cousin,
The Moon.
It gives the silver tint,
The black and white veil.
Hoisted up,
A silver galleon on soft navy satin,
It glows so brightly above our heads.
Some sleep, some rest,
While others stare out their windows,
Wishing they could catch the stars,
Hold them in their palms.
The moon, on the darkest of nights,
Stays luminous though all else is black,
White fire in the sky, trapped in a small silver orb.


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Let your heart beat,
Your cheeks burn.
It's quite a feat,
To have found that special one.
Among the billions of people that live,
Finding only one is like finding a needle in a haystack.
Congratulations for your success,
For no matter what, everyone deserves it one way or another.
For some it takes a while, picking through different straws until you find the needle,
Others simply take a strand of hay.
But to those who look,
Hard, harder, hardest,
Rewards shall be your answer.

(Congrats Rin and Ksa, Yuna and Naraku.)


If There is One, There are Many

Sitting on the hillside,
Staring at the grass,
Eyebrow raised in suspicion,
At the lucky charm at your feet.
You gleefully pick it,
Four green leaves and a light green stem,
A shamrock,
A four-leaf clover.
Down the hill you go,
Believing you have the only one,
When right on the other side of the hill,
There are a thousand more.

(Happy Saint Patrick's Day!)[/blockquote]