Hello Friends!
It's me Ronnie, and this is another world of mine.
In this world I will write Poems, Short Stories, and other Literature like that...

That's all, so Enjoy!

Some Poems

A Ghost of Myself
The screaming dims,
The crying fades,
Now I smile throughout the days.
How’d I get here,
From where I’ve been?
Just a shadow
Of the me within.

~~~

Artist
The world is mine.
The way I see it,
Or the way I want to see it,
It’s mine.
I can twist it,
Bend it,
Shape it,
Make it what I want it to be.
The world is mine.
With pencil,
Or brush
In hand,
I am the ruler.
Let’s say I don’t like your face-
I grip my pencil
And scribble you away.
When life is dark,
Or dreary?
I dip my brush,
Then paint the world
With a fountain of rainbows.
I paint it happy.
I made it happy.
Because it’s mine.
The world is always mine.

~~~

HEARTS
My heart is not a plaything.
My heart is not a toy.
I didn't want it broken,
But I gave it to a boy.
--
He said I was his lover.
He said I was his gal.
Until he met another,
And he left me with a howl.
--
He took my heart right with him.
But paid not any care.
He left it in his pocket,
Till it began to tear.
--
Now I'm cold and empty,
And lying in the street.
Just wish I had his heart,
So I could feel it beat.

~~~

I wish I didn’t think of you
I wish I didn’t think of you,
But no matter how I try, I do.
Whe’er it’s dark outside, or very bright,
You ne’er leave my mind’s sight.
You’re always in my head,
When I’m lively, or feeling dead.
Your absence is something I won’t miss,
When you come home to keep your promise.
I deeply wish in my heart,
We ne’er again will be apart.

~~~

SHARK
In the darkness, then the light.
Swimming as graceful as a flight.
Up and down, then turn around,
Stalking the prey I’ve just found.
Water flows o’er my tough skin,
This meal I seek cannot win.

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THE ANGRY SONG
I’m so sick of you,
And everything you do.
You pissed me off just now,
When you called me a stupid cow.
That’s why….
I’m so sick of you!

Questions? Comments? Mmmk, Enjoy! :)