

of Balloons I am light-weight and emptyof Balloons by ~Qrky9
passing by clouds, dropping my
thoughts.
They leave me, unrestricted
from my body and
fall to the Earth below:
full of lines and lights
spots and bruises of many shades.
And people.
Up here it is empty, blue
with nothing but clouds--
Cold, Lonely
A red balloon passes me by;
didn't stop to say hello.
It was crying, separated from
the rubber trees it was born
to.
It looked down at the grove
on Earth
in sadness.
Never will it be with them again.
How it is to be a balloon.
To float away, empty, light-weight--
forgotten.


Wind Around, Wind Around Wind Around, Wind AroundWind Around, Wind Around by ~Qrky9
The woman weaves toward me;
lips stained red with lipstick.
Hair spiraling around her skull;
locking her mind's door,
shading the windows.
Her eyes flash a bright demon
as she draws closer
in a hypnotizing S.
Fingers stopped with sharpened nails
reach for my chest, trails
of shivers on my skin.
Her heart beats a gankogui
my breath an axatse,
in our play of skin and scale.
The air fills with hiss
and rattle and sand, trails
of spice in my sweat.
Rushing blood and ecstasy
acidic poison and agony.
I cannot tell the difference anymore.
The woman weaves away from me;
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Like Bottle Shards Like Bottle ShardsLike Bottle Shards by ~Qrky9
Forest's green glass leaves
shade the earth below;
shrubs wholeheartedly swallow
the sun's sparkly puddles.
Desert's red glass sand
magnify the sun's warm glare;
life and soul breathe through
the empty, silent ground.
Arctic's blue glass ice
mirror the sea and sky;
white tongues lap at
the salt of the sea.
Heaven's black glass ceiling
projected with dots and stars;
cotton swabs rub away the pink
the sunset leaves behind.


Tragedy is Better than Comedy Tragedy is better than Comedy anywayTragedy is Better than Comedy by ~Qrky9
Maybe I should have made a happier ending.
Would it be better than, if
everybody ends up dead?
Just sitting there, feathers and dust.
Could it get better if
it was such a dismal poem
sitting in the feathers and dust?
Crying in the soft cold sun.
If it wasn't such a dismal poem
it wouldn't be good at all;
crying in the soft cold sun,
No one actually caring for it.
Wouldn't it be any good if
everybody ended up dead?
No one would actually care if
I made it a happier ending.
--
When all the little girls wanted
TIARAS
I wanted
CAT EARS
(\_/)
(o.o) This is Bunny. Copy Bunny to your signature
(> < to help him achieve world domination
/l、
゙(゚、 。 7
l、゙ ~ヽ
じしf_, )ノ This is Neko.Help him on his way to world domination!
but i cant find out what it means
aji means mackerel, but it could also mean taste
tsuchi could mean soil.
no is possesive, so it could say taste of dirt.
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When all the little girls wanted
TIARAS
I wanted
CAT EARS
(\_/)
(o.o) This is Bunny. Copy Bunny to your signature
(> < to help him achieve world domination
/l、
゙(゚、 。 7
l、゙ ~ヽ
じしf_, )ノ This is Neko.Help him on his way to world domination!
deviantART muro drawing
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When all the little girls wanted
TIARAS
I wanted
CAT EARS
(\_/)
(o.o) This is Bunny. Copy Bunny to your signature
(> < to help him achieve world domination
/l、
゙(゚、 。 7
l、゙ ~ヽ
じしf_, )ノ This is Neko.Help him on his way to world domination!
does it say: つちのあ
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When all the little girls wanted
TIARAS
I wanted
CAT EARS
(\_/)
(o.o) This is Bunny. Copy Bunny to your signature
(> < to help him achieve world domination
/l、
゙(゚、 。 7
l、゙ ~ヽ
じしf_, )ノ This is Neko.Help him on his way to world domination!
--
When all the little girls wanted
TIARAS
I wanted
CAT EARS
(\_/)
(o.o) This is Bunny. Copy Bunny to your signature
(> < to help him achieve world domination
/l、
゙(゚、 。 7
l、゙ ~ヽ
じしf_, )ノ This is Neko.Help him on his way to world domination!