Soaring High I wish I were an Eagle Soaring high in God’s blue sky. Effortlessly flapping its wings Taking it ever high. Surveying the earth beneath Sharp eyes taking all in Searching a likely prey A tasty meal for him. Swooping swift as a bullet Feathers fluttering in the wind A hare, a fish, a [...]
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Grey
My eyes are burning a radar red. My saliva swirling is a celestial blue. My favorite color is dark green. But you my friend will always remain a swift, sweet, majestic combiation of the black and white beat of good and bad, you are everything, you are my grey and I love you. Rating 3.00 [...]
Cycle
The winds of change Pursue Breezing through as if On cue The sea of flux Progress Raging past the swift Process Even the earth Erode Never wanting to Corrode The verdict then Is clear The cycle we should Hold dear Rating 3.00 out of 5
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