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Reflections

Sitting in the backseat of her old Chevy The girl is staring at herself in the rear view mirror Her face is perfectly symmetric Her eyes almond shaped Her eyeballs the blackest black There is a look of untouched innocence in those eyes She's is but a girl of thirteen years She is relaxed, and yet, has never felt a sense of such unprecedented gaiety before She's on her way to a traditional ceremony Her driver is driving swift and oblivious to his sole passenger She is garbed in a red salwar kurta Admiring herself, she feels no less than a bride The hair is a symphony of soft musical waves; A black cascade of dancing curls The forehead is the size of her little finger The eyebrows are slightly angular The nose is long and straight and broad altogether She has issues with her nose on an everyday basis But not today. Today she felt and looked the epitome of beauty The lips are neither too thin, nor too thick The jaw is neither high like a movie star's Neither is it indistinct

Werehuman

Unexpectedly she spewed hot fresh blood in the middle of the feud She was appalled at her vision that was astoundingly askewed She danced in circles; her rapture of great magnitude Away she fanned away, the crowd, they booed Towards the rotting brain of the toads, the flies with great discipline queued She was alarmingly exquisite, not anything like the brood Her master was by this evidence, indeed very shrewd No one in her mind resided, none dared to intrude An unquenchable hunger lingered in her for something that could be food Unrequited are her desires, she can't help but be in such a dramatic mood She stops her nimble feet as she announces the interlude Cowering low she looks incredibly fragile now, dude Her eyes give away her pain, there's no one there to have her soothed She then scowls and all in a mighty fright were shoo-ed Bounds herself in a ball rocking self, looking one, so well glued Then she passes into the void, poor little Jude Whispers goodbye to the world, un

The Comic-al Boy

Look at that boy, sitting in the library Attention consumed by a "Calvin & Hobbes" comic For a full ten minutes we stalked him While he sat innocent, oblivious on the stool Not for a millisecond does he look up So rapt is his adoration and attraction He seems other-worldly His every five seconds' smile The sheer joy on his face He looks the part; he's the epitome of what a reader should be He's aged a decade plus five years passed In those small smiles, and often big, un-suppressed expressions of pure emotion, lies his awe Unbeatable, the subtle wholesomeness of his amusement In his world, there exists nothing of this one An undeniable fantasy world he lives in It must break his heart so when Calvin's adventures end!

And... Another stupid poem!

Taurus the walrus has a wealthy corpus in the bank of fungus He's in love with Cheryl the gorgeous Up to her, he approaches saying "Hello Miss!" But she won't respond, no blushes For she's a haughty one, one of the showbiz After a fortnight of his broken-heartedness Cheryl walks into a park and falls into a ditch Taurus rescues her and soon after they lived with happiness

Sierra

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Her eyelashes glittered in the rays of the sun The eyes beneath danced with joy She was the Chosen One. To her, it was bestowed the power to fly alone. For sixty-eight days she lived in the stratosphere Ate a doughnut in the clouds she called her home Not once she felt the desire to descend Until now that is. No longer did her cheeks flush with glee Her eyes lay still and mouth numb She longed for the life downstairs Realization hit, it was always lonely at the top of the world.

Yellow Biksie

The wind is blowing the street light's glowing The world is one, there's not another place you'd rather be from Smile and sing to the trees and they'll forever prosper Just like the elves do in Ellesmera Text your "hello"'s to the Lebanese lesbians in Lisbon Giggle out loud because your password rhymes with Zaphod Beeblebrox Get yourself so startled that the words "Holey Haley!" just burst out of your mouth Flirt with greasy Gracie and dream about her long legs Encourage two-toothed Tilly; lead her on 'cause she's your only stalker! And so what if this, while it started off as a poem, not any more sustains a decent tune! The title, is the name of my newly formed 2-man band. Check it out here----> Yellow Biksie's Official Youtube Channel Please like, share, rate, comment, subscribe, and spread the word if you love us, which you will. :)

Charlie!

Alexis and Ellis sat on the porch of Alexis' Trenchtree outhouse. It had been three and a half months since the sisters met and it didn't seem like it for they shared a close enough bond that even time or distance wasn't a hindrance. There had been a torrential downpour for the past week on the Eastern part of the town of Uhbridge but here on the West it was dry like a basement. They had unfulfilled dreams, dreams that made them restless and nostalgic. Restless because a part of them felt like they could have been living different lives from what they chose. And nostalgic because of all the thorough plans they made at that very porch billions of years ago. Or so it felt. But they were not bitter. The siblings were content with what they were and what lives they created. The husbands they chose, the children they nurtured and the love they spread. So the sisters sat, both eating freshly plucked peaches from the peach tree in the yard. Alexis wore a purple coloured bonnet