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Dedicated To: My parents
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Table of contents Nights on the North Pole (Alliteration). . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 1-2 Loneliness (Assonance). . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .3-4 Bipolar Bells (Onomatopoeia). . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .5-6 Forbidden tears of nature (Imagery). . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .7-8 Tremendous Trees (Hyperbole). . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .9-10 Marvelous Sea (End rhyme). . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .11-12 Long Life (Simile/Metaphor). . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .13-14 Night (Tone). . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 15-16
A narrow layer of emerald mist Blurs the distant stars as They sparkle in The vastness of space. Nymph-like swirls navigate the air. A steam bath nestles in the clouds. A miniscule layer of ice Lays beneath. You notice Every single star shine. A numbing breeze nails Your lungs while breathing. North Pole nights are fascinating nights.
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I have nothing to do I sit on a rotten stool While a few thoughts loop around and around The screaming silence Attacks the root of my soul Now I have proof that I’m always alone I feel like it's rude To not bond with others But I still don’t have a clue If others want to be with me
Bipolar (Onomatopoeia)
Bells The deep dark bells Dong dong dong, Oh the bells They sound for long They scream and yell clang clang clang Like fire in hell It burns like live coal As it penetrates into your morning soul
The tired bells They never stop
The joyful bells They cling and cling As they merrily ring Ding ding ding The warm bells charm Suddenly, the dark Turns to bright Like noons in the park The hard fight Is no longer to follow Click click click As all the pens Are put away Stomp stomp stomp When herds steps On the cold, concrete floor.
Ring ring ring No more life Lays between them As they cry out their pain in group They ling and ling Trying to not ring Please just stop Don’t force them to sing
Forbidden tears of Nature (Imagery)
The transformation from Ice to water occurs during Every soft touch. As water gently trickles down your finger tip Reflecting the warm bright morning sun As it sizzles in front of your eyes Its natural form cries out like tears, Forming rough but smooth long pointy spears They thrive and prosper in united groups As they melt and freeze in endless loops. You sniff the filthy transparent icicles’ presence And they shortly live in great pleasence
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Happiness enters my roots While dancing in the spring breeze My branches spread madly Flowing merrily with ease Every second I grow I reach for the sky Getting taller and taller, is all that I try My life is long I live through it strong As I breathe and breathe Through leaves, they’re my lungs My life ends suddenly, as global warming increases Uncontrollably.
MARVE LOUS SEA (END R HYME)
The mysterious sea Only you and me you brush your body with the coast While other humans roast In the summer day Many ships sail as you play With playful aquatic animals And most of them aren't mammals Lots of life you give For those who want to live.
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Sport fills me with joy As candy to a boy My obsidian eyes Pierce through you like a sword I am a brave knight Fighting off the stressful nights Life is as hard as a rock As time passes life darkens Getting old and Living in small cabins
Night (Tone)
Its charming temperature Hugs you as you sleep in delight Peaceful, as your pillow wraps your skull Days without night, what a fright Where all monsters seek Hostile, scary and rude Their strangeness is unique These monsters you should try to exclude Stars stand proudly in the dark Damp streets, tall lamps Dancing trees, in the breeze Still soft silence.
Party (Mood) Loud horrific music Strange people shaking Drugs are this party’s treats Strong alcoholic drinks In poor plastic cups Overcrowded small rooms
Slow steady music Sweet people swifting Small delicious treats Tasteful calming drinks In big glass cups Population is small in this house
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I am dying of shame As I visualize my mistake I am the only to blame My life is at stake. I am below tons of clouds Above they mock me In a tremendous crowd. My heart is beating A million times a minute There is no way to fix this Torturing.
Woke up early In my brand new BMW Somehow overnight my hair turned curly I thought back to the party Nothing comes to my mind It is as if my memory was blind Drank some diet pepsi left over in my seat Hungry I might aswell have gone to McDonalds Asked some friends if they could meet But they said they were too busy studying history.
Sonnet 12
My heart beats. Payest attention. Listen. Maketh me your orchestra when down low. If i was an old book though pardon To read me? My back needs a scratch. Would thou Ease my itch? Forgiveth me, but when last Read, my pages were torn. If I hold a Grudge, will though allow me to ditch the past? If only I find some music to play To express eternal love for you If I was in a band playing bassoon, And thou supportest me, I’d not feel blue If jailed for love, shall I blare a loud tune Thou must carry me inside’st thy head To keep our romance alive until dead.