I saw death in a tea cup, he was having the time of his life,
I was at a festival with my family and friends waiting in line for a ride de, I saw something until now I denied,
There was a man dressed in black swirling and twirling alone, it didn't bother him that no one else would go on,
Later on in a tent getting my fortune read, she told me I had encountered the dead,
It wasn't my hand that told her, so I leaned forward and said,
I saw death in a tea cup, he was having the time of his life, he was swirling and twirling the image has burned itself into my mind.
I got the inspiration for this a few years ago and wrote it down. I had unknowingly spilled something on one of my works. The stain left was a nothing more than a dark stain but I could see what looked like a skull in top hat and cloak, smiling from the shape of a tea cup.
True friends
And berfore you crossover
turn and look back,
turn and see all who
are still with you,
turn to those who
accept this end,
turn to those who
deserve to be
your friend.
i just made this on the spot for an ecard
Let us talk
You may be my friend,
You may be my family,
you may find me fun,
You may find me a bore,
You may think me an annoyance,
You may think me kind,
You may hate me dearly,
You may like me alot,
Friend of foe i do not care,
I will talk to you if your there.
i made this to post as an update on facebook. sometimes i feel so alone and i have no one to talk to. most of my online friends have more of a life than me. i havent posted in a while because sometimes my poetry seems lame, but i like this one. and if you want i will talk with you.