Poems from Ronstoppable98
What's the point of walking
Into a place with cozy decore
Yet it's no place like home
The sign on the matt welcomes me
But I don't feel...
The fear of the pitch black
Which, like a demon, frightens most
Mesmerizes me like an owl
Who perches from the tree
With glowing eyes of...
I don't want to live
Nor do I want to die
I just want to float away
To escape from this warfare
I want to be one with the sun
Away from...
'Twas the summer of 1958
I traveled the country of Italy
And the breeze was great
In my floral hat and flowing dress
I danced all over...
I passed a nearby tower
Guarded by a group of
Valiant knights
One of them meeting my gaze
Dancing among the flowers
I graze away like...