Money
Money is the soul to reach a goal
It is the tool to play a role
But if you're miser or a poor
No way to live happy and cool
Luck is the wing across future
but work is the core of the creature
To be strong even no wing
Keep your effort to win the venture
Poor & rich, should also search
Money everywhere, we must fetch
the only lazy .. also crazy
Forever, no goa...
Thursday 4th April 2019 4:09 pm
a feather
love is like a wing
it lifts you up
into the sky
and shows you
the beauty
and peace
that you always wanted
but when it gets stormy
you will be hit
and lost a feather
it hurts
you do everything
to find that one feather again
and to stick it on you
just for the hope and feeling
you belong together... again
Sunday 16th April 2017 3:35 pm
Star Children's Dust
Star Children's Dust
It's a wing. A wing from an alien space craft. Almost as old as time. Nothing but a relic now, a ruin. They used to steal people off Earth. Millions of them. Abducting them against their will. None of that matters now. Earth was burnt to a cinder nine billion years ago. Its sun went supernova. More powerful than they thought it would. Earth based science was basic. That w...
Friday 30th August 2013 9:41 pm
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