High above our heads,
rain became ice, chilled by hard
hearts in a torn land.
"Time's fun when you're having flies." ~Kermit the Frog
Another day gone
lacking all motivation
Huddled in my room
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Days they go bye fast!
Feels like yesterday's today
Problem's tomorrow
It's been a long time,
So here's another haiku,
Maybe some more soon.
Filling in the gap
Like a lapse of time or math
Laugh and line sorrow
Haven't submitted
New music in quite a while.
Oh, yeah...Pixel Day!
Picture a Pixel...
Now picture a thousand! That's
The promise and hope
A haiku a day
World's still slaving away
Keeps the brain okay
Writing a haiku
Is like a breath of fresh air
When the world feels stale
Stir around the world!
Warm it up... don't burn it down!
Too much stirring now
Then instead of snow
We'll have coal; blackened ashes
Coating our ground
Humiliation
Without representation
Causes stagnation.
Of that I am sure,
But what on earth is it for?
Shaken to the core.
Rhymes without meaning!
There is none that I'm gleaning...
Who's intervening?
They started a fight.
Both sides thought that they were right.
I'm done, so goodnight!
Our purpose, what is
This search on Earth for bliss? I
Sometimes wonder why...
Rhyme takes all my time,
And outside looms the sky that
Turns to dark and night
When do we start? When
Will we embark on flights to
The furthest corner
Of the universe!
In our search for warmth and life...
And wonder... my mind.
Christmas time is close!
I suppose I should mosey
Over and go see
What is waiting on
Us under the inner oak tree
I mean Christmas pine
Day after Christmas
Clouds are on the rise, a soft
Melancholy rain
Haiku in the wind
Time blows past like a typhoon
New days now begin
A surge of light and
Fire! Flames of the cosmos!
Want to go outside...
A rushed haiku is
Better than no haiku, no?
To haiku or not...
Chores be monotone
Unlike my stereo, yo!
It be blaring strong
The world weighs heavy
The weight of the world and all
Weighs heavy on me
Snow falls silently,
Like a ninja assassin
Who kills with the cold.
Blinding white blankets,
Sprinkled with motes of diamond
Dust, our eyes dazzled.
It's raining again,
It's always raining in Cheshire.
It's bloody raining!
HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYBODY!
Since it's New Year soon
I should say Happy New Year
Too! :D You too @Decky !
Happy New Year to
@Decky and @Cyberdevil
And all of Newgrounds!
May twenty eighteen
Be good to each and every
One of you. Sláinte!
Happy New Year to
you @ChronoNomad as well!
Regarding the new...
2018
May it be amazing and
Full of all great things!
Band of valiant gnomes
Traversing the abysses!
Random time of tales
At 1/2/18 03:59 AM, Cyberdevil wrote: Band of valiant gnomes
Traversing the abysses!
Random time of tales
Brave rabble of gnomes,
slogging through the black, you say?
Regale us a while.
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At 1/2/18 05:02 AM, ADR3-N wrote: Brave rabble of gnomes,
slogging through the black, you say?
Regale us a while.
Tales o' gnomes that roam?
Well the gnomes... dabble in stone!
In the dark... and black.
What's this talk of gnomes?
Have you all been consorting
With Paracelsus?
At 1/3/18 05:21 PM, ChronoNomad wrote: What's this talk of gnomes?
Have you all been consorting
With Paracelsus?
No painted-on smile
and goofy hat can hide a
gnome's depravity.
"Time's fun when you're having flies." ~Kermit the Frog
At 1/3/18 07:54 PM, TaintedLogic wrote: No painted-on smile
and goofy hat can hide a
gnome's depravity.
Yet gnomes have no homes!
They roam the roads aloof, and
Say "Hey what's the use?"
And then, just like that...
Vamoose! They're gone like a moose!
Out the forest in
Hunting season grim
So many worried men ask:
Where did the Gnomes go?
Well ask them, because
Really only the Gnomes know
What the Gnomes know, yo
