Long Adventuretime Poems

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Mach Phive

Moch it not this rhyme of Mine
Four hear I say there come a day
when still we'll be in Peace.

Love vs not through time of ours
Four hear I say our mending stars
still the hour of fear filled hearts.
Peace will.in all ways full and filled
promises of friendShips among us
through the land between us. It is

Alive in a spiraling wind humanity
beats a kind and wise mind again
elevation gentle butterfly climbs
chimes of time in.chanting rhymes
were found in the round. OphiVe.
Alive five and in.Sprials Elemental
Phi.at Mach Speeds...


Hey...
Speed Racer. Can you trAcer
eRacer through Time while she
We.Writes!E.Tunes.AKey?Q.
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~Know|edge|or|age~

~~Your choice All.Ways~
~~~Mach PhiVE~
~~~~Trixie went.HyperSonic~
~ ~~~~Then she bent.psycho.acoustic~

Then GEorAge said never rAge.
It never pays. Knots the days.
Machs the Way...
Enchanted Are, those who play
With GEorAge.TheWashingTone.
Oh! It is that.Wish.After All.
Rrrr
;p

---><--- 'innies' are on. :)
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Sin

Guilty as sin
Because sin is past tense
The deed has been done
And not far hence

What measure of you now
Have been newly made
To what pleasure did you bow
Where vanity was paid

How shall men see you
For what you have done
Can time someday heal
What was seen by the sun

Or is there someone waiting
Who will remember the truth
Is there someone hating
Who would set your secret loose

Guilt is an emotion
Difficult to explain 
We name those two emotions
Sometimes fear and sometimes shame

Can you desire repentance 
Just for fear of God
Has shame touched your conscious
With feelings that are odd

A soul that runs from justice
Haunted by a past
Always checking your shoulders
Tell the lie told last

Many years may pass
Before the string in your labyrinth is found
Those that matter will find the truth
That your inextricably bound

Will guilt and shame clear your name
Or evil face appear 
When truth and facts finally attach
After so many years

We blame fate for so many things
Especially our human flaws
But still when things really matter
We ignore our own laws

Secrets, we should keep them
For sometimes truth brings death
Because blood is thicker than water
And all that we have left

We may give time all our secrets
And wonder if time will forgive
But time knows all our secrets
And the fateful time to reveal
Form: Quatrain

Yo.Doctor...

Snaps Dragon, to open the door
"What time is it" ? Said two short four
Got the crystal so I can see you duck
Decoding the names wasn't just my luck

... I'm Brilliant! she said...

As the lights flickered on
Stone angles moving angels
by a River's song
And saved to disc
Before she was gone...
His name on her breath
To prove she'd been found.

North of the pole, don't stand in the light
When the shadows cast two, the world isn't right
Earth was her name in a woman's form
"So time was moving backwards" but not any more.

Smart said Darth but you're not the same
"...it's Time my Lord, the time has come..."
Take the watch that's not been open
Name the face that's not yet spoken
Make the bond that's never broken

"Hello sweetheart" ... it's You, I reckon.
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The Young Girl On the Computer

how can i discribe this beauty
on this paper how can i display
how can i tell what my eye's adore
and get the point across that this is more

this thing that is youthfull
this thing being young
has no knowledge of wrinkles
or ageing begun

she sits a few feet away
never to know that this poem
is being writen about her
the librarian called her name

Leah. but this was no leah 
this was Rachel in all her glory 
the sight jacob labored seven years for
and then again seven more

she sit's in the wrapings of youth
the jewel any father would adore
the prize made for a prince
i wonder does she have the sence

and i so lucky from time to time 
glance over her way
her skinny arm
her frizzied hair

and now she's leaving 
to the copy machine to get her work
and those low cut jeans
soon now. oh she came back

she must know that i'm writing this
or God his providence provides a frame
this creation deserves an encore
lucky i found out her name
Form: Imagism

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