I leave for your 7 headed green beast this poem.... an artistic rant called.... Haiku
tradewinds move purple grass in reverberating waves
mimicking swarms of lokusts on a rampet infestation
over the rolling hills and vallys to the vast ancient summit
evolutions stories and secrets strewned about
giant clouds tumble like jellyfish
vast ultramarine bears down
dominating realitys meekness
as far as the eye can see........ nothing
written with a pen
sealed with a kiss
if you are my friend
please answer me this
are v friends or are we not?
you told me once but i forgot
so tell me now and tell me true
so i can say i am here for you
of all the friends i have ever met,
you are the one i wont forget
and if i die before you do
i will go to heaven and wait for you!!
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tradewinds move purple grass in reverberating waves
mimicking swarms of lokusts on a rampet infestation
over the rolling hills and vallys to the vast ancient summit
evolutions stories and secrets strewned about
giant clouds tumble like jellyfish
vast ultramarine bears down
dominating realitys meekness
as far as the eye can see........ nothing
sealed with a kiss
if you are my friend
please answer me this
are v friends or are we not?
you told me once but i forgot
so tell me now and tell me true
so i can say i am here for you
of all the friends i have ever met,
you are the one i wont forget
and if i die before you do
i will go to heaven and wait for you!!