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I hope tomorrow never comes. Tonight to last forever.   If we wake to the sun, rays on our face, it's too late. I'll know  theres no time to leave this place.   Morose feeling inside.
Mat Ga Trong, the Sun Goddess of Vietnam. Is now, the most popular girl at school. Her long black hair flowing freely against her back, Her eyes filled with a flaming passion,
She smiles through her tears Like rain on a hot summer day The drips are still falling but It’s bright and Beautiful And you can just glimpse the
The sun is an unforgiving demon in the sky. It sends beams of heat at me, hoping I will die. It stares at me all day, hidden beneath a tree.
Dull stardust dims the light that no longer reflects the Sun.Night reigns eternal, silent and dark,Echoes sounding off to make sure they aren’t alone.This was the Queen of the Day’s before she vanished,
Dull stardust dims the light that no longer reflects the Sun.Night reigns eternal, silent and dark,Echoes sounding off to make sure they aren’t alone.This was the Queen of the Day’s before she vanished,
there is something inside me, i say this a lot. i say this so much it's grown into its own small world, its own small sea of love that i wade into on the worst of nights.
Sun Showers. Oh how beautiful they can be.    Nature has this funny way of allowing Rain to fall while the Sun is still shining.  We don’t see it often. 
Costa Calida sun,I hope we’re reunited,Though I can’t say when,I may see you again,   Costa Calida sunMeans memories romantic,Of when that I was young,Memories of Spain.
From the distance, When the trees that obstruct, Are deconstructed, And the towers of steel, Are forced to kneel,
Would i own a star every time I am thinking about you, the moon would become indistinct, in face of these stars! Because I love you!!!
6:00pm on a Wednesday, the soft rain has left a vapor in the air that settles on your skin like sweat. The sky fills with clouds and sun to spread a yellow hue across the atmosphere like looking through aviator glasses.
The waves crashed together in all of their glory, their chaos creating a sense of relaxation within her, She looked to the clouds as if each of them told a story. The golden rays of the sun were starting to shine,
While I have always sought affection amongts the secrets of the night,  Sharing kinship with the shadows,  Relishing fromt the solitary seduction of it,   I cannot ignore the Sun.  
Als die Sonne untergeht Ist ein leichtes zischen zu hören... Die Sonne macht Platz um ihrem geliebten den Himmel empor steigen zu lassen. Begleitet wird er von unendlich Vielen träumen...
The moon rises to take her place in the night sky. She is surrounded by her children, before their light begins to die. The sun sets and descends to the underworld, leaving the world dark and cold. But yet, there is a light so bold.
Always staring   Never speaking.   Always shining   Never meeting.   Always endeavor   Never go.   Always together   Never close.
Reality why oh why do you bother me I was just fine without you while I lay on the sand My life was good, scratch that grand It was just the sun, the sand, the waves and me
Die Sonne spricht oft zu ihrem Mond Wenn sie glücklich ist oder auch in der Not, wenn sie keinen Ausweg mehr sieht, weil sie ihn so unendlich liebt. Drum spricht sie zu ihm Tief in der Nacht,
To My Sons Who Are My Suns All the men in my sons’ lives are ins some type of bondage I look for a better tomorrow, but can’t find it
She was born from fire.AndFrom those ashes she rose.burnt skin-Burnt skin that sizzled down like gift paper that had been thrown into the fire.
I balanced my back Flat. In looong grass. Felt the tickle of butterflies landing on my tummy And with the dandelions that sway in the field
I don’t want to be quiet anymore,    (that really bothers me.) I want to fill the silences and make people smile. I don’t want to be lost anymore.
it was the sun that became my friend from school to school to house to house the sun remained. as friends realized soon i will just leave again. the sun remained.  family couldn't accept me
it was the sun that became my friend from school to school to house to house the sun remained. as friends realized soon i will just leave again. the sun remained.  family couldn't accept me
And in that summer we seemed infinite Hair streaming behind us as we flew Down the neverending driveway Pebbles skidding out of the way Of our whirling wheels Shoelaces flapping against the spokes
I can not live without the moon. I can survive, yes, but am unable live. When the moonlight is gone, the night skies turn bleak. The forces that banish it I will never forgive.
From the narrowest sliver of space Caught between roof and tree The moon is shining brightly Through my window to me, So bright, so fair, so proud it shines For the briefest glimpse of time
The tired Sun rests On waves and pale sand, as the Moon waits for his turn  
Looking back now There are many events  I wish I could change. People I trusted, People I loved, People I hated.   Oh how foolishly yound I used to be.
Will you wait for me?   As I stand on the edge of sand With water caressing between my toes  Back and forth, back and forth   There is a lull in the wind  Everything stops,
The joy of the soulis measured by feelings.Smiling, you float over the forgetfulness lost in the twilight of the evening
The rains fell, briefly, On the mercilessly scorched earth, but vanished, just as briefly;
Sun-kissed
Oh, powerful Sun Illuminated still Like a plant, I reach to you ’til I’ve had my fill.   So, I flower & I fruit   & make aromatic scents with my skin living in perpetual radiance.
may I tell you what I I know?the sun beamed furiously on me today,I could hear her warm glowsun dry my skin like hay
Good morning Light in the sky Come to wake My sleeping eyes How are you This day bright Never did I Know such might
In The Middle August 31, 2018 ~ Friday Every person, tall or leaning Building what they thought was meaning
the people paused, mulling over history's words, then asked, "and what is the sun? does it die at night when our cities collapse and our people smother it with their own versions of history? or does it 
the people paused, mulling over history's words, then asked "and what is the sun? does it die at night when our cities collapse and our people smother it with their own versions of history? or does it 
The moon shines bright in a sky full of lost stars Cold evenings are dark driving in cars My dreams are sweet sometimes, but in my nightmares, I'm alone I sleep until the monsters go home
Clouds are endless, When way up high, towards the edges of the sky.   Also soft, Plush, enough to catch The common by and by. Stars, those shooting stars When the sky falls.  
Why does the moon  absent? She must be tired of faces She decided to be absent To get what she is worth To know how she evaluates As she tired of looking down She tired of seeing the earth She tired of looking to the face Who hate himself and his
I never saw a facethat I Saw as much as yours that golden part it sent me into such a spiral wringing together hands that invariably aimed to only touch yours;
You brought me into this world Instilled your hope, genes, and dreams into my soul Mom, Through these 20 years I've had many fears You've wiped away so many tears My heart is full
I can take the heat.  The rays of sun never fail to slow me down  and lighten my head I lie in wait for the heat to form a pillow under my head and a blanket over my body
I look into your eyes and cannot begin to explain the deep passion that burns in my heart for you. I devote my every waking moment to you, for I live to 
like the sun and all the stars she was bright - - as lovely as the flowers as beautiful as the - - more radiant than all as joyful and hopeful as a wishing star always the smartest
what is a beat   dusk to dawn   settled down influenced by the near uprising peaceful. safe. chained within
SKY
In the 60's you were magical, in my young mind I knew that you could grant wishes. So I watched you I even claimed a star and named it Michael because I loved him so.  
i am the stars. i am not the moon. i am not the sun. i am not the brightest thing in the sky
An unyielding ray of sunshine slapping the cheekbone, How delightful.
to my Sun   Thou supply all need, My riches because of you The harvest of my fruit Forever.  
Dear Sky,   I’m so sorry little star, You’ll be next to go Light keeps disappearing behind the char We must reap what we sow  
To the rose with tears in her petals.   Who wilts every morning as the suns rays illuminate her wounds   Who’s roots dig deep but were grown too thin to drink in life  
If people were a solar system I would be the sun shining front and center in its glory My friends would be the stars cheering me on
I see that day now,it’s gold-sunlight kissedwith apple crisp air on my lips.Tart laughter stained our cheeks,and our eyes glittered,feasting, on the velveteensincerity of each other.
  I. The universe existed for more than billions of years. Planets came and left. Stars burst and lived.
A sky abound with Sun untoldClouds and tears of ages old,A curl of childs hand upraisedTo skies unbound, the Moon unfold.
A golden glow falls down from sky, And on my face and hands does lie, It warms my skin, but also soul, And heals my broken heart to whole.  
There is history in light. A
 story written on everything
 it touches; perhaps I want to feel it and let my body yearn to remember you in the morning 
like a sunburn.  
A still, opaque midnight Undisturbed, sleepy, and without refraction Until golden tendrils of smoke roll in like billowing clouds
The sun came up this morning I greet it with a smile Then fall back asleep for a long while 'till the sun has gone and left and the moon greets me but then I fall back in my pillow
I see diamonds in velvet, a mother’s dark cloak, draped o’er the earth in a hushed fan of cloth, for she mourns every night for the loss of her sun,
SUN
I'm like the sun  Beautiful with a bright personality You can't look at me long  You'll see my past that contains pain And you won't look at me the same  That's why I burn So your eyes shy away quick
i. sun: the light of all life. Ive had many suns in my life, people I thought would be the center of my universe forever. After the last person, I swore to myself I’d never put anyone there again.
Sun
Light Living in my skin When daylight reaches past 8 And arises before 7 An axe splits open my shell A familiar coffin of cobwebs
The sun is hot and painful It leaves scars on the skin It brings fires to homes The sun is blinding But I can’t stay away from him  
is love... The sun's hot rays, as he shines upon the land, the understanding, of when his light reaches into every piece of the world,
Your smile isn't brighter than the sun, infact, compared to the stars its a fraction. I won't get lost in your eyes, but please don't let this demoralize. If your smile was brighter than the sun, it'd be unnatural,
She has flowers in her Golden wheat hair. Her limbs are tree branches, With leaves at her fingertips. Her eyes are brilliant stars; Her face glows with warm sunlight.
I dance in the sea I twirl, bubbles surround me   I run up high on the clouds Racing the angels proud   Then swim in the sun Till the day is done  
The golden honey rays flow Through the window, laying gently upon my face  Warming me from my head to my toes The magnificent yellow pierces  And drips its golden honey into my innocent iris
I look in her eyes I have never met someone Who made me feel the way The early morning sun And the splashing waves On white sandy beaches Make me feel Until I saw into her eyes
his eyes were mine,they held the sea and the sun.making my heart explode his eyes never showed me lovebecause they were in love with another.
In the mind's eye, I can see naught but a raindrop,Reflecting an emerald world as, on a blade of grass, it is atop.   
My world often gravitates into a dark side of the universe, sinking deep into that darkness without any light, moon, sun or stars.
“Do I dare disturb the universe? In a minute there is time.”   When is that time?   I’m kind of disruptive.
i like to dress for an imaginary girl(we will meet each other soon) by putting ona silk tie with subtle Chinese birdssewn in.she may be picturing me in her mirroras she applies exactly the necessary line
By Joseph Abelardo Conaty   The celestial light has come upon us And shining brightly just as thus   The dark night has a glowing shimmer By hour and hour the light gets dimmer  
Once, there was a girl, 
Behind the dark sky of clouds A sun rests, with all its' stars And as I walk, forever proud Of my many universes that are Behind the clouds, behind the sun Behind anything that has not yet begun
the grass flowed with the breeze rubbing off green on my scraped knees the scratches itched and burned but so did the sun I later learned
Squeezing  My chest is ...Squeezing Calling out for you to Squeeze me Hold me close and Acknowledge my existence without making me feel kiddish Like a child with a crush on a teacher
This silver light does shine tonight. Your celestial body illuminates so bright And brings this will of mine to fight.   As the moon doth draw a curtain upon the Earth, So does my heart for your gentle mirth.
Early morning The sun is still rising The fields are still blanketed With spider's webs That the morning sunlight Shine directly through Glistening like diamonds Heavy with kisses of dew
I can still feel the heat of the sun on my skin Still feel the memory of where it had been As we both fell asleep We both fell so fast I looked up at you And I prayed it would last
Asking when the right time is To move on forward, To leave behind things unbroken, People not forgotten, Actions never betraying a regretful tone, May not be so hard after all.
With the rays of the sun I'll make her crown With the fabric of space I'll make her gown With the rings of Saturn I'll make her throne With the universe for her stage may her reign last forever Long live the queen.
There was a sempiternal supply of energy that night, The flireflies danced their ballad and the countless gathered to observe the spectacle. The sun and moon, two mystic lovers, would meet again tonight.
She Shone Poem Tear blinded eyes Get fried by the dying sun It screams at her to run And to turn the left at the crossroads Because right isn't always right Light beams through the trees as she runs down the left path She hath see
The way that the sun sets and the sky looks as if it’s on fire, Sitting on the edge looking down endless rows of trees and wanting to be even higher,  
Lost in the forest an oak reaches for a star The sun smiles
Heartache- Strain- And when sometimes all I want is to finally break The sun still comes up.   Regret- Despair- And when there's times I'm certain that I'm just a dumb burnette
My king of the sun, Golden and unreachable My heart hopes, but it knows. Knows that you are nothing but a dream A beautiful love that will never be real And I think it's because It was I who trapped myself. You were the shining hero clad in gliste
Six thirty— Alarm rings; I text my boyfriend I love him, And go back to bed.   Six forty five— Alarm rings again; And I get out of bed.   Thus begins every school day,
The morning sun is like a coffee Liquid light streaming from the sky A cup of bliss for upturned faces Receiving the golden greeting from up high.   The morning sun is like a letter
Five A.M. And the world Is fast asleep My alarm clock Blares And wakes me up While yours Prepares To go off In an hour My tea pot Shudders
A call of affirmation An air of great suppression Awoken by the stream of light Which beckons me to my day's plight A screaming alarm It means no harm But morning is dreary And I am weary
There are more than a few things Which I am pleased about, that wash away my stormy days, and cleanse me of my doubt.   Sometimes they are big things and sometimes they are small
A scattering of light,  an orange sun rising.  New is the day that chases the night— a morning anew Beginning. 
Life is all about feelin' good, I'm always on the hunt for The Feel Good Medicine. I think I finally found it, A little bit of laughter and a lot of sun tossed in with the scent of the salty ocean at sunset,
When it's dark deep inside, there's no point to hide since he brightens me up like the sun in a gloomy time.
It is never not there. For its beautiful glare, the sunrise of Nature's glory, is nothing but fair. Awaken to its light. Dear friends in sight. The planets surround it,
My eyes are closed The sun is out Though I’m still enclosed I can hear them shout   I look out to the rising sun
Rain - is the world's way of crying Snow - is the world's way of cleansing its life. Sun - is the world's way of showing happiness. Earthquakes -are the world's way of shouting.
You see the glow first. The radience of it. It lights up the darkness. A star in the sky.  It happens every day and you bask in its beauty.  The thing that brightens up people's lives.   
  The night is growing old. Young, dewy eyes watch as the rays of morning sway. The warmth of dawn meeting with her dark lover, If only for an hour.   Soon the sky will be filled with morning gold.
Most peoples sun rise is at 6 AM The skies go from dark to light and all the bright colors start to appear MY sun rises with you Without you everythings dark and I see no colors You are my sun rise
OFF! The AC knob kisses the left tick. DOWN! The glass sinks into a black sea of blazing leather Hair, slicked back in the clasp of the alligator. Her right foot eases off the brake.  
It is time to begin my day the sun is out and says "Hooray!" I drag myself out of bed I yawn and scratch my head. Then I can hear the oven humming and down the stairs I come running.
I wake up and feel the sun burning straight into my room I know that my morning haze will loom  but with the encouragment breakfast gives me  I am able to be the best I can be!  
When the sun hits my skin, it makes me smile with a glow. No one will ever know how my skill feel unless they see my glow. It gets attention and paparizzi on a daily because it glows so bring attention stays on it.
You will never know the feeling of freedom that surges down my spine, The shiver that cascades through my veins, As we race against time to make memories.  
As the sun rolls in Carrying a morning grin That is genuine
 NOTE: The original looks like the image     Peach  Yawning, the light of a passing day dips the horizon in an apricot die  
Her
She was my friend. Blonde, green-eyed, Fair skinned and delicate. She was perfect in more ways then one. And I fell for her.   She was a flower, Beautiful and dainty.
Happy Wanting to convey that taste of childhood...bliss, Before it slips Through My hands gripping the bars-
I can't sleep but thats ok Yesterday's become today, Thinking about all I've had Insomnia is not so bad But each new dawn's a passing day And passion has avoided me, Still can't sleep,
I want the shoreline, the foamy white waves colliding into rock like soldiers sparring in battle; the horizon brushed with soft strokes of lavender, rose pink and azure; the low-toned
To my nightly lover: You are just a phase I grow out of in the morning and the excuse i come crawling back to at night I never needed a reason to dream
You rant to the sky and lay blame to the earth, for it's gravity is keeping you from flying. As passionate as you are, your fire starts to die as the sunlight begins to fade.
STEAL ME! Oh Turquoise Soleil, Stuff me in your sack of toys to play. OH just take me away in that Santa Clause bag.   Strip away my loneliness, Give me to a friend.
STEAL ME! Oh Turquoise Soleil, Stuff me in your sack of toys to play. OH just take me away in that Santa Clause bag.   Strip away my loneliness, Give me to a friend.
In the land of everlasting night The Sun and Earth twirl and sway Spinning aroung in fantastic flight   The Earth basking in his glorious light In a dance so graceful and gay
He stood resolutely, In the winter cold. The sun climbed behind him, Glowing bright and bold.   The wind kicked up twigs and leaves Long dead of chill, His coat tails flickered up and down,
I've been down for so long I forgot how to stand up You told me to get up So I can see the sunse  Ive been in the dark for so long I forgot what it looked like I was hesitant 
You are the sun That brings life to the land From which I was gone Now I'm back in your strand   The roses in my heart bloom
Smiles are sunrises and spring flowers. They rise and grow from the joys of life. So smile.  And bring beauty into this world. 
The cold barren treesNo easy sway, but staunch in strife.No green from the leaves;No signs of life.
The sweetest kiss of twilightA crimson rose or threeLost in the moment loveA moment with out theeIs no moment at all The tender kiss of yours dearA crimson rose or twoLost in the moment love
The first of the month brings light to our lives, birds in their nests and bees in beehives. We know that summertime is coming up soon so were hustling and bustling and stressing about school.
I love you like the sun loves the earth, It rises each morning just so it can gaze upon the earthly beauty, Just as I awake every morning so that i may look upon your beautiful face. My darling, You are my world.
The Sun and the Moon together  raise the Earth. The Sun, with her warm touch keeps the Earth in place. The Moon, with his strong pull creates the tides to calm the Earth.  2 opposites
I could live without a phone. I don’t need an Instagram, I don’t rely on siri. I could live without electricity. The sun and moon shall light my way,
You are the sun And I am the moon And I think it is beautiful That you set each and everyday To watch me dance among the stars And glimmer in the night sky Using your light
To feel like this, unhinged from a door keeping me hostage, I can truly say now that all of the marrigolds spotting the sun are planted by the sound of my voice. In my head,
The clouds detach themselves from the sky and bind their bodies to the ground Creating dew drops dropping down the grass To awake in a fog, a misty glass The affair doesn't last They return to the sky
I find my mind will change itself. My body will decay. My thoughts, my dreams, my aspirations turn to low vibrations and whither away. All of these material things that some hold dear to Heart...
Life without love is like the sun without the moon,  life without love is like a flower that'll never bloom.  Life without love is like a star that won't shine,  life without love is like a poem with no rhyme.
the poem series I wrote but never published - accumulated over about a year and a half.
If I were alone I'd wish I were home,<br/> However home has nothing left for me.<br/> I'd feel a strong bond to the times I went wrong and in regret I'd cry and plea,<br/> please let me live, laugh!<br/> Play in the bright
  I feel relaxing, As I look at the flowers Colorful, cheerful, and bright. ……………………………. Summer, hot, and the sun No cold, no snow, and no school Sea, beach, and the tan. ………………………………
On an island In outer space Across the world I couldn’t stay There Here Anywhere
Out of a trance. Transported, into another time frame, another second of grace beyond our space of a lifetime. Rebuked and without a trace, vanished, into an unknown place.
I enjoy this site.  It's a new means of self-expression that I enjoy. Being able to write out what troubles me or stays on my mind for too long has been a great aid  to me. It gives me hope for a clearer mind. 
sun
I know I said I thought you were the moon but right now you are shining as the sun I cannot sleep because you are there My eyes closed you still burn through The lids and layers of my skin crawling fears
I sowed seeds with love and hope Scattered them on earth  Giving them lots of space And warmth by burying it in soil Nurtured it with manure and water Sunlight and air will help me I was sure
Salty air.  Salty hair.  What is better than saltiness everywhere?    Sunkissed skin.  Sunburned nose. 
You are the sun and I the moon. I am only a reflection of what you are. Constantly on a chase for even just a glimpse of you. I never see you but I know you're breathtaking. Not one person doubts your beauty, everyone in awe after seeing you.
You are the sun and I the moon. I am only a reflection of what you are. Constantly on a chase for even just a glimpse of you. I never see you but I know you're breathtaking. Not one person doubts your beauty, everyone in awe after seeing you.
Her
Her, the person my heart longs for, day and night as the stars swing by. Why? Because I love how her skin shines under the sun the same exact way it shines in a dark room,
As I wake up to the morning sky, I look upon the sun and ask myself why. Why the sun rises with such fullness and brightness. Some see it as just a star, others as God's gift to the righteous.
The morning sun Shining on my face Blending in harmony  With my tears   Tears of pain Tears of sorrow  Tears of hate And some are just there   With every tear
What I would give to be in Wyoming. Where mountains hug the sky and the wind whispers stories of yesterday. Where lakes mirror dusty pine trees and Father Sun is close enough to burn sunflowers
A misty moon at dawn Glows upon the brigt ed roses When will the un cme?
You run with the moon to escape from the sun But where are you going, what are you running from? Is it truly the sun or the promises it holds? The illuminating rays, the gleaming gold
You were the ray of sun that shone through my window with the early light of dawn and I merely the speck of dust drifting by caught in your luminescence Illuminated by your glow, feebly dancing to catch your attention
Yes, the sun shines bright, brighter than almost all things. But it can't brighten me.
             He called me a hopeless romantic. He said that I was naïve for wanting someone to love me like the sun loves the moon, And he turned up his nose when I said that I wanted kisses like the stars because they are
  Beyond the deep seas and endless skies large mountains and countless stars The moon rises among the crowded cloudsShows up for moments and with mist it shrouds
A burst of
On a night in the summer, I can remember Large thumping boxes swapping waves of thrilling pulses to overtake the silence. Joyous and primal, I move through the drapes of large tents
Afraid of the light Shy away from the sun The moon is your sister The raindrops are your tears
Sun, symbol of happiness Shadows, symbol of death Yet a sun will cause This planet’s death No matter human presence.
It’s strange, isn’t it? Its warmth is needed for survival But as soon as you reach toward it As soon as you try to look at it a little more closely You get burned You're blinded
*This poem was inspired by Teva Mayer's "Autumn's Child."  I loved it so much that I decided to write about his playmate.*  
I am from croquettas de jamon, From guava and cheese. I am from sandy beaches heated by the bright, burning sun (Beating, glistening, warming my skin, tasting like freedom)
The Sun   She brings us life and joy; despair Her silent song a covenant of care– Our faithful servant in the air   A gilded messenger, inasmuch:
Can You See?   Have you ever wondered how a cave would react if light would stream in unashamed?   Could you imagine the things you could see
In sunshine or rainIn pleasure or pain   In trial or triumphYou are my Godand You are enough.   You make the day,and end the night,Thank you Lordfor my religious rite.  
Is today a good day?  Just because the sun doesn't shine today, doesn't mean it isn't. The rain may bring a good day for someone who has a hard time finding fresh water.
I've aligned my mind, body and soul in perfect syzygy:   The Moon is my mind, projecting a faint glow in the darkest of places, which still remains a mystery to even myself  
Look Look at everything around you Do you see it?  See it all From the way the ocean kisses the sand,  To the way the moon follows the sun Isn't it awesome? Look
Run
Here is for my love We run in rain or in sun Together we run
There is a sick satisfaction to peeling burnt skin.  The skin that lifts from being scortched by the sun.   I am burned. 
Racism A problem that surfaced since the beginning of time,
A tree standing as a soldier on the front lines dives into a burning ocean  of glorious flickers and flames: A tree that does not make a sound, because nothing is there to hear it splash. 
You see, the problem is I have treated you as if you are the sun. And you are not the sun. My life does not depend on you, you are not in any way crucial to my survival.
Palette of gray starts the scene, Hinting white, but never leaving black. Find a section, add more white. Now a drop of yellow, a touch of blue Blending and dabbing, and then lastly,
Weeks on end this fog has not lifted It blurs my vision and my mind's nerves are racing crashing, connecting, circling tangling itself with this dense fog.   Today, the skies are gloomy
its the grass burrs stickig to your sock its the way the water looks wen you skip a rock. its the water glistening when the sun hits just right. its how it looks even prettier reflecting th moon night.
What a bunch of spoiled bratsI look
The earth slows to a stop And everyone cries
Who is most infallible? Perhaps it is Alexander the Great, The man who owned the world, Feared by all Subject to none.   After 4 years I too will take the world by storm,
if i turned over all the pebbleS one by onE
He is famous: He is loud and bright. People are forced to acknowledge the sight of his existence. Without him, nothing would get done. Everyone loves the beauty of his entrance and even his exit.
Sunny day With a light rain Calm, peaceful, beautiful  Suddenly, a strong wind rises It gets stormy; wild Violent weather, and the rain intensifies The sky is dark
She Is The Sun
Fisad now broken, Not a lie to others, but to self. WhoWhatWhy Am I?
The time for the daily show approached, she got her props ready.  
When blue meets black is at high noon
The universe holds so much. It is so much more than we give credit. It consumes truths and devours secrets. The stars are just as much of a mystery as the bottom of the ocean. The moon holds its truths on its darkest side.
That morning sun, I never knew of, Until you woke me up. 
I am a flower
The silence kills more than I expected it to
I think the saddest word is maybe Maybe I did It Maybe it was not me Maybe I will never admit   If I may be a good girl  Maybe I should wait
My gaze falls upon your radiant face And all I can see is your flawless grace When I am down you would make me smile I hope that you will stay around for a while
Him. He is all. He is one. He knew what would happen when time was done. Time. The time we live in does not last forever. So how can one say that we will always be together? It’s not a gift.
I am I am the bright sun that lights up your dark world I wonder if I could be shut 
Catch the sun Catch it before it sets
On a wet and windy noon, I feel the rain and the pain as I run. Aware that the day will end soon, I return home after great fun.   When nights fall, I sit in my room and fear
  Oct 10 2014  
    Oct 5 2014   The sun is sitting on the crown of the trees just due east. Reaching her arms through its leaves,   Holding it. Like a mother hugs her child.  
Much like a woman is the sky. In the afternoon she is there, attending to her daily routine. She shines bright, yet is taken for granted most days. As evening nears, the night is only just beginning. 
Apples galoreCrisp fall airSunshine foreverplays with your hair. Hay mazes andPumpkin patches.Again the world whorls.Your breath catches.
Before you splay down on the Earth, your mere anticipation chides all the small creatures, Breaking out into song, leaping to streams, trotting across roads to find a warm safe thatch haven.
Now the summer has come and gone. The school year starts like the break of dawn. On the far horizon I see its glow. What lies ahead?  I do not know. I'll find out soon, I have no doubt.
When the sun rises its bright, its early. its peacful. 5:45 is the time. What do i see, I see an advantage. I see a chance to get a head start, I see birds soaring, I see oppruntites. I believe there is more to accomplish.
                               
A casual ray floating through the airIlluminating the deep caves of my sheetsPressing against my skin with delicate sincerityMurmuring to me to wake upAccompanied by the birds exquisite melodies
The days slowly creep past me, so suddenly And as the deepest orange sunray peek upon the horizon before making its appearance.. I'm alive
Let the ev
 "So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed for I am your God.
Saw you again today. Made me insecure because I didn't know which I wanted to do more;
When you look me in eyes , i feel like melting away. When i dont talk to you , i feel like i cant go another day. The way you say my name, makes me want to jump with glee.
                                   Through the Eyes of an Optimist                                           By: Kegan Graham
First time i saw her i thought nothing of it, She was another face, among thousands. Another body, among millions. But a spark, a spark that would set my body on fire, Her beauty was not striking, her body less so.
My sunlight, you bring the daytime smiles and keep them from slipping.   One table for two. We wake from slumber in a café of our own, settled in the heat of blankets
How do others expect me to describe you? How do you describe what growing feels like? How do you describe what breathing feels like? How do you describe what being asleep feels like?
O blindest me o forgotten one, thy eternal Re.    O achest me, take pity.    Mine eyes have been taken by thee.   
On a clear night, I look up and think that the sidewalk would rise vertical so that I may walk all those miles to the stars and on a bright morning as the sun still nudges the horizon,
Under the stars I feel most alive,
She looked more than stunning,
On the first night of our secret meeting we can ran wild like the wind. Just you and I and the moon. The moon shined so bright it rivaled the sun. Our sun, your light, my fire.
The sun sheds a tear for the moon,       and the moon for the sun. For only a glimpse of the others is caught       before each must run.
The Sun rises. Glory, Happiness, New Life.   The Sun moves. Progress, Change,  Lessons learned.   The Sun sets. Hardship, Upheaval, Violence.  
You shall
Under the Midnight Sun the Polar Bear hunts. Under the Midnight Sun the Seal flees. Under the Midnight Sun the Inuit watches the Northern Lights.
The Midnight sun shines rightly in the dark it brings hope through the despair of the world. 
In my graveyard minda sunflower grows high upand now there is hope.
When our species is summoned  Brought from the unknown Where in is one's spirit shown? It is hidden deeply within only obviously felt when  you feel it radiating remembering where
In my mind My flower's
Every summer Apollo paints the canvas of Mom’s shoulders with swirling galaxies of birth marks that harmonize to form a warm, textured glow— a coded testimony of decades of sun lust  
The sun is
The world does not revolve around you        If so then the sun would shoot down like rain on a window pane Tap Tap Tapping on your skin until you blister and boil        Oh such pain that i'll never know
Leo
I am chained in a cage. Exposed and vulnerable like a nerve. But the joke is on them. I may be trapped, but I'm not a captive.  The fire in me would make Hades run for the hills.
The sun is brighter than the moon And I hope to see you soon The sun is your beauty The moon is your pain I will look so sue me Your smile holds my brain With you there’s more to see
At night I feel sad because I lost my mother. I feel sad because some people have one mother, and I have none. Some people have two mothers, and that’s okay, but I still feel sad.  
Without        The sun               Huddle closer
It was a long night...   What grief, what sorrow did fill my heart. An ache unsatisfied with tears. Unsealing wounds. The thickest blood does seep from daggers. A kiss of death...Resurrection, I know.
Goodnight my loves Goodnight for long To God I hope I'll see you all To God I'll pray "let me see another day" To God I hope that the sun will rise and the moon shall fall And I will be there to experience it all
One day, my shoulders will give inDefiance will admit defeat, and they willDrop, like theBone-weary man wrapped around himself, shivering in the cold.  
At the end of the day, when the flashback startsThe brilliant rays of the sun isall I’ll remember  
It has no bounds -
 
(2/13/14 3:50 P.M)   The sun froze
Solar Flares and Moon Beams All we hear are the children's screams, Calling out for mom and dad,
All I have ever wanted was the Stars Painted across my flesh and bone Orion's Belt tight around my waist My heart filled to the brim with light of the Moon My eyes wicked like the wrath of Mars
I sat out behind the house for hourswaiting for something to come home.It has been days since the wind has blownand I have ingested the sun to show youhow bright I really am.
I've been known to think endlessly of the sun,  burning so hot it feels like hellfire   setting my heart aflame and    searing through my veins. to obsess over the future,
Why are you lonely?You are beautiful and niceI will be your friendI am here for youWhen you feel like gray clouds andWhen you need sunshine
Th light of day gives to dark of night, How can one overlook this tribune? For even apathy has insight,
The sun serves you,  And offers a piece of its shame. The sea is enslaved, And sacrifices it's wonder in your name. The sky is your thrall,
Mine forest, mine haven,Lovely thou art aflame.
Love is family Love is friends Love is hard to pretend Love is true Love is dark Love is strong with a spark Love is me Love is you Love is very true
The risingof the glowis as its inverted settingand thought in writingis gone.The excitement
  Sun, he rose in the morn.  This day the first he was born.  He whom created all,  could be our fall.
The sun in your heart allows the moon in mine to glow. And the warm winds of your breath melt the winter in my veins. The sunrise in my voice stops the sunset in yours. The sky inside you
I sit motionlessly, watching the bright rays of light dim over the horizon. I can hear the soothing sound of the waves striking the rocks, and the wet footprints running across the sand.
  One bright, sunny day
In my dream, you walked beside me Along soft breeze and rolling sea At sunrise, waves of sand churned free Filling my heart with bliss and glee  
Tell me the story of the sun and the moon. Tell me how the sun, So bright and radient, would die every night,
Curling tight my back facing the sun knees to my eyes and hands held tight feet tucked under pressed into the wall hiding fearing not willing to face the day
Those cool summer nights Not a cloud in sight Catching fire flies The glisten in your eyesOut under moon lit skies Time sure flys bye On those summer nights 
Oh sun, Oh sun How he does rise To watch the cheerful play, See him illuminate the skies, And hide before each day, Oh sun, oh sun What warmth he brings, To ever leaf and flower,
You think the world revolves around you, as most college professors do.  Really? Hell, I have a lot more things on my mind than your class. Tutoring. Eating. Working. Surviving.
Daylight stands apart from cold midnight. His warm smile—kind eyes—brilliance. The touch of his hand warms our insides— Keeps us safe—and– living right.   Midnight shakes the bones of Children.
My time is up, There is no room, The clock is stopped, The sun is dead, My time is gone, The breath has fled, There is no time,
I want to get a few tattoos Mark myself with the beauty Rather than the hardships Of all my experiences   A sun on the front of my right shoulder
When I lay myself to sleep I would always wonder what I'd dream of Inspired to plunge into that process by the twinkling of the stars above As I ponder, sleeping slowly creeps  
Sometimes I wish I werea marigold,so faithful to the sunto rise alongside you,my center.& dusk--close my petalsaround the promiseof your return& never have to sleepalone again.
The summer's weather,blistering hot,does somethingno one ever thought.It twists the minds of those who gooutside to see the summer show.The sky so blue may hypnotize
Woke up this morning with  a thought on my mind. How the day will go, will I make school on time? Greeted my family as I wandered the house with ease, showered up, got dressed, it was absolute peace
Red light from our sinking star fills the setting sky, must it be that every night the lovely sun must die?
The sun and a flower met oneday admiring one another's beauty and they loved each other, oh so much that they were the other one's, truely   "Ive lost my way!" the sun proclaimed
Tonight I don't want to be seem by the moon. I prefer to wait until tomorrow and talk to the sun. Tonight I just want to by myself and count how often I have dressed up in gold to the rays of the sun and put on wine as perfume.
  Each time I peered down the rabbit hole I got a glimpse of a forgotten world It’s dreamt about, but no one ever dares to go there I wasn’t any better Just an audience, a speculator from bird’s eye view
When the light from the Moon shines down on the clouds, And the glow gives a silver sillouette to the grass, I cannot help but stare at it's beauty, And begin my adventure back to the past.
Empty sparkles, From the gray-nothing up yonder, Swirling before me…
Why, my daisy, Do your petals droop? Fading, falling to the ground? And why, my daisy, Do you bow down to the wind When gusts growl and roar with rage?
your heart is the altar at which i worship. your kiss is holy wine.  the ocean is our church and the waves are our prayers.   
Give me Spring in her finest Dressed in dandelions galore Today’s hazy sunset wearing Winter’s breeze   Take it all away Save the sun on my shoulders As I run through the hills
Destroyed from the inside out,A tragedy sinners do not mourn.No pity for a star.   Here bright and burning,Here dark and cold,Alive as a star,Dead as a star.  
Time ticks slowly, almost like my heart with out you Just like the Moon, has to be away from the Sun, I have to be away from you.   Every once in awhile you visit me in my dreams
A Pharaoh sits upon His sunny throne, Surfeited, Craven, Oblivious.   The Clouds move in, The Sun, Veiled, hides beneath a layer Of darkness. Another day wasted.  
A winter night beneath the full moon is all that it takes To strike the longing heart with the sharp sword of sorrow Gasping weeps to the night carried by tears that keep me awake
Prose O starry night, brazen with chimera.Behind those cimmerian clouds breadthwith God's touch. Imagine without frontier's and marvelat the shiploads of faith that navigatethrough stormy seas.
Concrete wasn’t always made so harsh and solid In fact it was mostly straw When I walk without my shoes on It rubs my poor feet raw
Your goodness reflected in my eyes When you began to rise Soul reflected across the sky I knew there my heart would lie. Beautiful yellow and blue colors, Warming me like electric covers.
winter's, summer's, sun brings all of the life to be oh so very fun.  
Daylight shines forth Dawn has come Days light given birth   My time is shadowed By the ever present night But now I burst to light  
Did we ask to be born into a world of such scorn,  They would surely mourn for the the old ideals,  Since those are no more,  This is a new world, a much more flawed world, but freer, 
My mouth waters like the demon I struggle with becoming I think one thing is right so I jump into its fire Fuck my personal desire I'm stuck trying to work for you and in the progress I've stepped backwards into the second circle Goddamn I want to
Do not despair in loneliness be like the sun and the moon (for even the sun and the moon meet to kiss) wait for the right time, wait for your eclipse.
The smell of spruce The glistening fir The cloudy cool I know for sure The gentle rain It fills the air It cleans the earth It damps my hair The mountains sigh With refreshing need
  Work my way into your mind To contemplate the art of time Complimenting the sublime.   The question in doubt, couldn’t figure it out…   Can’t escape the run
  All alone in a sea of despair Until I realized I have the Sun A sun I never realized was there In a world full of darkness there is always a light The longer we linger, the harder the fight
I lean into the iron bars of my prison window,closing my eyes against the sunlight, a friendI've missed as if it were apart of me.The rays sink into my skin,making me feel whole again.
A waking soul of Western slumber rises Eastward, from the depths of the nurturing wood, Tipping over its goblet of honey, And bathing the wild in glimmered ambience. With the golden knight’s arrival, comes forth
a door opens, but not by me.  responsibility  to respond and receive  a fix, yet the problems  still exist. mixed  company to coupling  to troubling the waters 
Very lonely oak He drops acorns by his side Hoping for a friend
I think about you when you're not by my beside You live miles away so that's almost all the time Even worse we're going to college separate ways  Both hoping the relationship will never fade
Hands lock, fingers curl. Eyes twitch. Just a few of the many things we do together. When walking on the beach, seagulls high above us. People waving hello as we get higher,
Good evening Moon, How nice it is to see your face again. The Sun, however, has fractured and is silently              falling                     to                         pieces
The sun and the Earthboth complete oppositesyet needing each other.As gravity pulls them aparteveryday, struggling to betogether againAnd everyday, the Sun will come to kiss the Earth
You can be my sun I’ll be your moon Because you brighten my day And in the darkest times I’ll show you the way
    The sun shines over me, Shining a great smile, Shining like a spot light on the stars of our stories, Twinkling a hello and a goodbye each day,
Many times a month I go outside and watch the forest I watch the trees dancing in the wind I hear their leaves whispering to me I sometimes understand what they say And other times I do not
  The Sun is a man, I’m sure… Shining for me, and only me, in the morning, Sitting with me at the end of my day; Comforting me, sometimes consoling me,
Mountain ridges arise from your back  Everything is broken gloves on, real friends, fake friends No Tongue Raven at your window      get out get out get out permanent, this 
If I were tied to the end of a kite, I would fly high in the sky to see the stars rise very beautiful and bright!   I would even make friends with the moon, the stars, and the sun,
Eyes in a haze Rotund stomachs, child’s play Smooth lawn, shaded concrete- taut, cool Here I man my wagon   Tears erupt to greet the wind Hairs along my cheek Tongue on the edge of wet lips
Too bright Too powerful   Her breath of morning, Draws me in Her earthy glow of noon, Excites the melanin in my skin   Plants salivate at her flux of energy
Sun
  Bruised, unripe; I lay, weeping, imperfect and alone, the toy missing wheels. An unattained dream, fantasy, and hope, still sealed with putrid rubber cement.
You know what they say a tiny ripple can change the day.   When scary moments pass we know the sun will rise.   You can always see it the slow change.   From perfectly fine
So God made the birds and the bees He made these trees He made you and me. Not for all of us the destroy and tear them down. We say we're big and bad, walking around like we own the place.
Superstorm Sandy took away my home.  She didn't take away the walls or the floorboards,  and my bed hasn't moved at all. But She took away our light, for all of seven solid nights.
The morning sun rises The world begins to wake I think of you and start to shake If only life wasn't filled with surprises.
The morning sun rises The world begins to wake I think of you and start to shake If only life wasn't filled with surprises.
The sun reaches his arms to the sky until the dark is gone. Clouds help him up from the void, and he tickles them orange and purple.  They pull him on. Like sailing ships they scud on the wind waves, playing in the golden light,
Pulling my hair into a pony tail I slip on my shoes And out the door   I’m greeted by a cloudy sky The air is thick from last night’s storm Breathing in the morning air, I take One step
Look how the clouds swirl in the sky. A beautiful mess of orange, red, and pink. They melt with the sun, Leaving a bittersweet tint behind.
In my years of experience I never thought I'd cherish the light that rises in that wonderful horizon by the ocean. It calls out as if a new challenge was created simply for me. And I think of the secrets that will remain until the dawn of time.
I sit in a field     and wait, to capture the beauty:     yellow, orange,
Waiting and watching for the sun to sink. To witness the colors that will paint the sky. All the different hues,
He saw light and its beauty So he chased the                             sun Only to watch the fire                                  fall And never catch                               up
It’s forever been a struggle to meet in the middle, The waves want to overtake the sand, But the sand wants to hold their own Constantly battling to have control
I went to the beach for a swim Then left as the sun fell too dim A man said to me If I wait patiently  I will soon see the sun once again      
You are the morning sun that shines; I am the moon controlling the tides. You blaze alone in a field of blue; And I only shine because of you. You’re bright enough to glow through clouds;
How I love the night Darkness surrounds me Cloaking me in a deep sheet of stars A mysterious never ending shadow An intoxicating view with brilliant stars The feeling it gives is everlasting
Can you feel it? The warmth of the sun the waves rolling with fun The way children sit, looking at the seashells they just collected, Look a crab, walking along the shore The cold water hits my feet
There is a fire in the sky! A beautiful arrangement of clouds burning alive! Celestial inferno! You have come to call for me With a blaze of Inti’s fire!
the sun the sun is very bright its hot like a dynamite the sun is large its bigger than my garage the sun
Sometimes the sun likes to steal kisses from the moon. He’ll reach up over the horizon and trail his fingers down the pale curve of her side, make her shiver and tremble high in the sky.
Your warmth is like the sun: it radiates, everyone around feels you beaming You suspend yourself in the sky, far away from me, and everyone else I’m out there, too, like the moon I’m hidden by your light
As the sunrise creeps over the horizon, Its colors are like a box of crayons. The sunrise peeks up and then shows its head, As the sun ready for a new day.
Where yellow flowers bloom, The sun sets below the trees Winds blow a selfless tune An awakening of light from the moon But the glow is just a tease Where yellow flowers bloom The pedals become immune
The sun in east it stands alone, And rays of day again they shone. Rising up to face each day, Looking for lost yesterday. The moon he seeks but cannot find, Always, Always on his mind.
Foolish rains, why do you fall from the heavens up above? Why abandon your seat in the endless skies Is such freedom not enough?
As she rests her warm head on the reserved meadow I wait. As she descends I look ahead, waiting for you, Your imperfections, your craters that comfort me so tightly, As she descends I wait.
We watch the sky turn, lustrous blue to slate black, hiding behind jagged mountains, the bright, gleaming sun now sleeps, closing its exhausted eyes. The arise of the full glowing moon
What would I do? Only if you wanted me to, I would chase down the Sun for you, spending my lasting days chasing a setting Sun. For why would I wrangle in the moon?
What would I do? Only if you wanted me to, I would chase down the Sun for you, spending my lasting days chasing a setting Sun. For why would I wrangle in the moon?
In the Bahamas Beach goers relax and swim Under the bright sun
Be
Limits, limits They seem so fucken fun! In actuality they make me want to run Run into the sun Away from restrictions
as the sun rises, fiery cracks on the moonlit sky the cold breath of morning is washed away leaving the sweet silhouette of stars to fade
Why do you have to go oh sunset Thou is so beautiful Thy hates to see doth leave Oh sunset doth leave to soon Oh thy wish doth would stay Sunset please stay forever But for thy must know you have to go
I saw the sun Glorious, bright, everlasting Beauty, power, fire, omnipotent Life, Death, omnibenevolence and necessity Coaxing flowers to bloom Setting fire to barren land Duality Life and Death
Wake up to the smell of fresh cut grass. Close your eyes and soak in the sun through your window. Savor each moment, not wanting time to pass. Thinking how warm you are, listening to your neighbor mow.
If I could see over this farmed hills, I wouldn't have to be afraid of life's thrills. I am here for you brother-man Here to lend a simple hand.
It's like this so quickly we miss what things we try to remember the things we have forgotten and so I look on over the lives of those age has forgotten
The sun parts the shade and rays of light rest peacefully on my cheek. The glint and shimmer of the light echoes all around and breaks the darkness of shadows and gloom. They shout with joy and dance and illuminate and set the world ABLAZE.
Always in constant wonder of everything But especially The sun, the sun, the sun Bright, warm, fantastic, beautiful Few words can describe the feeling it gives me It fills my heart, my mind, my body
Love is like a sunset, the bittersweet moments of when the sun says goodbye to the world It’s how the colors of the sky turn with it’s benevolence Like your heart when that beau caught your eyes dream-world
Let us go to the beach and have fun We can play all day in the sun Just be careful not to burn Or bright red you will turn A sunburn would hurt a ton
He asks for the first dance She submits and takes his hand He fell for her at first glance She can barely even stand He delights in her cold embrace She listens to his heartbeat
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