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Life is precious.
And that's the catch.
The ones we know and love dispatch.
Never more with us in form.
As living mortals,
In body and dorm.
And oh it hurts as they adieu,
Their final curtain call.
Which can't undo.
But as the grief fades away,
Tears of sadness stop to fall.
And in our hearts we feel them stay,
For this isn't their death today.
It's the mere end of the carbon existence.
For the human soul is immortal forever.
And this is their happiness.
That which makes us smile.
And a start to continue it
With our own endeavour.
Get ready Rover P6,
It's time again,
We're heading out.
Firing up off gone again.
Travelling here over and out.
Across the country,
Down the lanes,
Driving down the motorway,
Heads turn as they see your paintwork.
It's a passion.
It's a life.
The polish and the spanners.
The engine roar,
Travelled to many places,
Seen many things,
So many people in the world we live,
The miles on the clock,
Good memories just like the car.
Living 1960s like it's new,
Driving Force to the rescue.
Grab the crew,
The flasks and the pass.
It's gonna be a show that will last.
Head to the show grounds,
Display the car.
From the West Midlands
And this year is the fifty years mark.
Celebrate the birthday by driving proud.
P6 drivers have a shout.
Award winning car.
Doesn't matter if it's scratched up,
Or showroom class.
Take it on this year,
It's been a long long road.
But the P6 is still driving proud.
British Bulldog heading to the next,
Here's to the big five-
Because it's a funny idea.
Not one thought of nor feared.
Because you've never felt the need before.
So to amuse,
Ask you friends this,
As you write in the box,
Leave a comment that says ideas.
Looking for some ideas
To base some poetry on.
Seemed like a good idea at the time.
Thunderbirds Are Go!
It's Christmas time in '92.
The year has been a one good.
Nigel Mansell is World Champion,
And Euro Disney opens forever.
But that's not what gets you excited,
As you tear off the wrapping paper.
It's the goodies you've just uncovered...
In livery of International Rescue.
Those heroes you see on TV.
Those puppets of great intentions.
So human like,
You forget the strings attached.
And of course their incredible machines.
A quick few seconds and out of the pack,
In your hand Thunderbirds Are Go!
TB1 and TB2, TB 3 and TB4.
FAB1 rolling onto the scene!
TB1 in the skies supreme.
Thunderbird 2 is to the rescue.
It's a submarine in trouble!
Quick! Launch Thunderbird 4!
Oh, Darth Vader
I see your pain,
It flickers through you.
Like candles flames.
I know it burns you.
Your open heart.
That's closed up cold now.
You shared your life,
And now it's over.
Oh, Darth Vader.
Will you still save her?
Save yourselves from a disgrace.
The pain won't stop.
It only continues.
Like tides on a beach,
There's no escape.
No hidden exit.
You'll have to find peace.
In your casket.
Oh, Darth Vader.
Do you tears fall still?
Do they still burn?
Give me time and I'll go away to work it out.
I've spent ages in the loop,
Now suddenly the circle's gone.
And I begin to walk.
I get up once more.
I can't do it more no more.
You tell me I'll be fine,
That every once in a while,
Everybody has to fall,
Only to get up again.
So I kept walking,
Stumbling around in the dark,
Trying to pick up the pieces,
Trying to find the loop.
But it's the reason I kept falling.
And it can't be sane this way.
At some point I call out,
Asking for an answer
But it never comes.
And that's when I fall.
I hit the ground on my knees.
I say I don't know no more.
That's when it hits me,
And the path I've been walking,
Suddenly I see the evil.
I see another path lead away,
And I take it with my joy.
These are the first steps.
The first of my new world.
No more loop.
No more pain.
No more been driven insane.
They'll never say sorry.
But that doesn't bother me no more.
It's a passion and it's a pain.
It's a delight and it's menace.
A combination of ying and yang.
The simplicity and the difficulty.
Restoration is like a marriage.
And sometimes you regret it!
Like those times of changing joint bushes.
High pressure disasters just waiting to happen!
It's high risk and it's a danger.
But sometimes it does go right.
But other times it's different...
Flying bushes give you a fright!
But it's like all marriages with their ups and downs.
And when all is back on the motor.
And that engine is purring over,
It makes you feel pretty proud.
That you're also married to a Rover.
It's a little different than from before.
I'm a person so happier now.
Before now the days passed into nights,
And the tears used to fall alone.
Since you've been here,
I've got this smile within,
Even if I'm not smiling outside.
I can work late into the night,
And not feel lost & confused.
I can see love doves talking,
And walk on by still smiling.
I can go a whole day without talking to nobody,
But that's okay because you're here.
Even if you're a million miles away.
Nothing can take this.
Nothing can take you away from me.
It used to be me.
Just me alone on this beaten road.
Just shows how walking can save a world.
Can turn a blue sky into red.
Can change your whole destiny.
And as the days turn and you grow,
You're the reason I walk with a smile.
Anakin's Promise: CH12
Padmé Amidala came to her senses quickly and groggily.
She heard footsteps approaching her and she opened her eyes, instantly regretting it as the bright sun blinded her momentarily.
She hurt all over. Her skin felt sore and burnt from the white hot sand and she groaned in pain.
Someone knelt beside her.
"Are you alright?"
It was one of the Clones.
She realised he must've been thrown from the transport in addition to her.
"Uh-uh," she replied, getting up slowly and gingerly. That fall had hurt a lot but she held back a wince.
The Clone got up as she did, placing his free hand back on his weapon and steadying it.
She thought about what had happened quickly.
She remembered Anakin yelling her name...falling from the ship onto the hot sand dunes...pain...blackness.
The impact had knocked her out brilliantly. Now Anakin and Obi-Wan were who knew where on the miserable planet.
"We'd better get back to the Forward Command Centre," the Clone said.
That snapped Padmé right to her
Once upon a time, there were two married cats.
The husband, a chubby black cat, was a serious one, but gentle and kind.
The wife, a white cat, was a happy and sweet one, but could be serious if she wanted to.
These two cats had two kittens, and they loved them very much.
They were the perfect family.
Soon, the kittens found their loved ones and created families, saying their goodbyes to their parents.
The two married cats were sad to see them go, but happy nonetheless. They would still see them, so it was okay.
Their grandsons were cute and handsome, and they loved them a lot.
They had the perfect family, and they were a perfect couple.
But nothing is perfect forever, right?
Nobody was ready for what happened.
The white cat slowly started forgetting her surroundings, how to eat, how to talk, everything.
The most devastated ones were her poor husband and brother.
They loved her the most, and their hearts broke when she started forgetting her own loved ones.
We'll always be your bro's...it was a warm evening as Luigi arrived home from the shops, "I'm home!" he called out as he opened the door, no answer. Luigi did not worry at all by this, he knew Mario had gone off to rescue the princess and his little sister was probably with prince boo. as he unpacked the shopping, he heard a faint sniffle from upstairs, he looked into the backyard to find that polterpup and Sadie were playing outside. 'well, that couldn't be the dogs' Luigi thought to himself, "hello?" he called out, no answer. thinking it was his imagination, Luigi just shrugged and went back to unpacking the shopping, that was then he heard another sniffle followed by a sob. Luigi grew worried by this, so he quietly headed upstairs to find his little sister sitting with her back to him. "oh, hey Jessie! why didn't you reply when I came home?" Luigi questioned, "leave me alone..." his sister replied softly. Luigi stared at his sister worryingly, she never usually acts this low. she would normally be happy and pla
end of the road...a man at about 67 years of age steadily made his way down the corridor of sarasalands palace, his wife slowly followed him as she wiped the tears away from her eyes. today was a horrible day for sarasaland, their beloved prince was...dying.
princess Daisy stood outside the door of the royal bedroom, she tried to make a smile as her brother in law slowly made his way to her, "w-where is he?" Mario trembled, "in here..." Daisy replied as she opened the bedroom door. entering, the old man took his cap off and held it to his chest when he saw the figure that lay in front of him, Luigi was lying on the bed and breathing heavily, he gripped the sheets as he felt a sharp pain in his chest. Mario rushed over to the bed and sat on the edge it, "M...Mario?" Luigi whispered weakly, his eye sight was blurry but he could still recognise the figure. "yes, its me..." Mario trembled, he had been dreading this day his whole life, the day of his little brothers death, he would never see him again, all t
The Birth of a miracleRushing wheels ran through the hallway
A man pushing and running
Maternal woman panting in her seat
Sweat runs down her head
Her hands held onto her big belly
Contractions ticks in and out
She was rushed into the nearest room
The woman was quickly dressed into a hospital gown
Nurses placed her carefully on the soft mattress
A doctor rushed in
A delivery is about to happen
The woman screams with pain
Her husband stood by her side
Breathing in and out with her
Holding onto his wife's hand
One excessive contraction kicked in
The little one is coming
The doctor ordered
The woman used all of her body's forces
Slowly one by one
A little head popped out
Shoulders began to come along
The doctor commanded
He held onto the little one gracefully
Arms and hands
A small human body exceeds out
Lastly its little feet
The cries of the little one filled in the air
It is finally here!
Welcome to the world, little one.
he belongs to me now...it was a lovely sunny afternoon as a summer breeze swept over the mushroom kingdom, baby Luigi laughed playfully at the teddy bear that was been waved around in front of him by Mario. Mario chuckled softly at his baby brothers laugh, it was the sweetest thing he had ever heard. Mario gently nuzzled the teddy's face onto baby Luigi's nose, causing him to laugh more. but then baby Luigi started to tremble when he noticed a stranger walking through the door, "what's wrong weege?" Mario said softly, not noticing the tall figure standing behind him. baby Luigi pointed to the stranger while whimpering, Mario turned around and yelped as he was hit from the back of the head. "come here you little brat!" a koopa yelled as baby Luigi tried to crawl away, the koopa grabbed the one-year-old by his legs and stuffed him into a sack. the koopa looked back to Mario who was lying on the floor unconscious and smirked before leaving.
Mario awoke sometime later with a headache, he looked around for his ba
Little girl into woman as you watched those die
Sister and another
Left with a petulant child
Fragmented by faith that father would survive
How could this happen?
Afraid my affection would damn you and kill you
I cannot tell you..........anything.....desire dominated by inability
Patience of the divine
In my arrogance I abused and manipulated
I cannot defend what I must own
Absolved and ashamed by forgiveness undeserved
Mother I've no words, no way to repay you
Father is gone so I will protect you
This is my..............this is my vow
Gripped by irrational fear as I speak you will die...you will die right now
My most fearsome thought
Castigated by memory
Blind self-destruction you tried to repair
Chagrined at my rationalizations and half-truths
A wicked reprisal is what I deserve
You did not
Never turned away....not forever
Never did I receive my due......found redemption
In the arms of an angel..........walked with me
We can have ourselves a proper Christmas this year.
Nothing to hurt us.
It's taken time. Lots of time.
But now everything's perfect.
My family are over for dinner,
You're determined not to use your staff,
And Obi-Wan's found time to join us.
It's Christmas bliss
With a Leia and Luke food fight!
You Were Not An Aquarium BoySea-glass became your bones,
brine your blood, and seashells
melded into your skin.
You were not quite an ocean
when you said "This is your sign to love me."
My body was like a building;
tall, cold, almost unbreakable.
I was metallic and sharp,
towering over your waters.
I remember taking your hand in mine,
conch and coral shells scrubbing
my skyscraper wrists, and laughing
about how one day you would
submerge every last bit of me.
Your lips, riddled with argonauts,
found my cheek and I cringed
at the coarseness.
You asked if they bothered me
and I finally told you "I
think I love you."
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