http://www.writerscafe.org/TheLonely The original writings of author Gingivere The Lonely en-us Copyright 2013 Aresta Enterprise LLC 1368906082 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 13, 26, 82...Time is wrong, but I am right.You can't stop the war in sight.13, 26, 82...You can run, and you can hide,Nothing can stop the war I spied.13, 26, 82...Here it comes, the war I saw.Fast as death, the Darkness' claw. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLonely/1162725/ Sitting in the dark,Waiting for the yell.The yell that would free usFrom the fine, thin shell.Waiting in their minds,For the gentle toll.The toll that would cue usTo play our favorite role.Mine is a baker,Hers is a dancer.His is a killer,And that ones' a dresser.Here we shall wait,'Til the sweet bel.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLonely/1107899/ Inspired by Miss Tessa Snow. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLonely/1098022/ This is the vow a Memory must take. A Memory is someone that was forgotten and trapped in Twilight, a place in-between each Realm. There are eight known Realms and each one has it's own Times. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLonely/1078880/ Deep past the woods,Far past the town,A meadow awaits,Just say your vow.Under the sky,Under the clouds,The cottage awaits,Just wait, for now.Deep in the woods,A meadow awaits,Under a willow,A small house will wait. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLonely/1044494/ A little poem about Cap'n Jack... http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLonely/1028614/ You are the reason for my tears.You are the reason for my fears.Never again will you break my heart.Never again will you get to start.I'm leaving you now, I'll never return.I'll show you how it feels when your heart turns.Never again will I cry for you.Never again will I favor you.Show you face here.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLonely/1022162/ "Let's go to a place where nobody knows,A place that only the animals go.""This place is a place where flowers will grow,Where birds and bees and butterflies go.""Let's go to this magical home, Where faeries and brownies will always roam.""Let's go and stay at this wonderful place,For there we shall.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLonely/1011788/ Shiny little Faerie,Have you come to say hello?Always is so great to seeThat merry little glow.Fluttering little Faerie,Have you come to stay and play?It would be a luxuryTo watch you until Day.Blessed little Faerie,Can you stay the night?I would love you dearly,To have this delight.Merry little Fae.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLonely/1005849/ The storms are coming.The people are running.But one little girl stands still.She looks up to the sky,She has to know why,"Why do they run from you?""They say they love you,But what they say isn't true.Please, won't you say why?"Her head hangs low,Her eyes are closed,And she quietly walks back home. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLonely/999889/ Alone.Know that you're never alone.I'll always be here by your side,Keep your head up,Keep your eyes open,Stop feeling so alone.Run.Never run away.I'll help you forever and always,Keep you head held high,Keep your eyes shining,Never feel alone.Hide.Know that I'll help you.Come out of the shadow,Keep.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLonely/998991/ Hush, my child.Lay down your head, and close your eyes..Hush, my angel,Fall into sleep, fall into dreams.Hush, my baby.Dream of the skies, dream of the stars.Sleep, my flower.Now we'll sleep, tomorrow we'll play.Beautiful child,Now fall into sleep, fall into dreams. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLonely/998779/ Sort of a lullaby... http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLonely/998439/ Roses are red,They're white,They're yellow,And pink.But never have I seenA blue rose.I've seen Violets,Always they're blue,Never a white one,Or red, or yellow.Not orange, either.Just blue.I've seen Tulips,They're every color.Even blue.Can't Roses be like Tulips?Or Violets?Oh well. I'll paint them bl.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLonely/986981/ Tick Tock,So the clock goes.Time is ticking,It's about time I chose.Tick Tock,I see you here.I want to speak,But I'm too full of fear.Tick Tock,So the clock warns.I want to tell you,But there's too many thorns.Tick Tock,I'm afraid to shout,Afraid to speak,But I've got to let it out.Tick, Tock,You've.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLonely/981079/ I'm not insane,I'm perfectly fine,Everyone else is crazy,But me? Never.I'm not crazy,The others are,But I'd never lose my mind.They have, not me.Let me out of here,I'm not delirious,I'm perfectly okay,But they aren't.Please let me go,I'm perfectly balanced.The others are mental,They should be in a c.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLonely/980785/ A horse runs, A dragon flies,A toad jumps,A fish swims,I sit.All of them move, but me.A dog barks,A cat meows,A mouse squeaks,A colt whinnies,I keep quiet.All can speak, but me.A snake observes,A psycho stalks,A lion watches,A kitten observes,I spy nothing.All can see, but me.I am immovable, impenet.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLonely/978998/ Have you ever wished to fly?I have many times.Every day, as a matter of fact.I've always wondered what it was like.To be a bird must be such a delight,To look down on the worldFrom such a great height,I wish I could be like a bird.To have the clouds by your side,'The ground down below,The rush of th.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLonely/978898/ Running, an amazing thing.A wonderful, beautiful thing.Like a bird flying up above.Oh I love running,Just can't get enough.I just might die if I ever stop.The wind in your hair,The ground below,Oh what a wonderful feeling.I cannot stop,Its so hard to do,But sadly, I must. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLonely/978897/ For people like me,There are no Hopes or Dreams.Just Wishes.Wishes to be seen.For people such as I,I have to wonder why,The Wishes to be seenAre only heard by me.Sometimes I have to wonder,If people ever hearThe cries we makeWhen we disappear.We are invisible,We all want one thing,All we Wish is to .. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLonely/968461/ Falling from a Tower is how I shall die,If you ask why, I'll simply reply,"Ask the girl with the bright blue eyes,""Ask the girl with the short blond hair,And the love for any kind mare.Go and ask her, if you dare."She had hurt me, oh so much,I even shudder at her touch.Oh she hurt me, oh so much.Wh.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLonely/968457/