The Centering Center

Short & simple, just some of the poems I've written in my freetime, for class, in class, etc... Please, enjoy.

The rushing of feet

Voices of laughter fill the air

Then they disappear.

Of Freewebs(tm),

the world will always hear.

Oh Freewebs(tm),

my allegiance will be near.

Ah Freewbs(tm)!

Majestic site of majesty!

Yet...

You will never think...

of me.

The child runs to work

Jumping over the fences and drunks

Surely he is late. 

A tile is but a stamp

A stamp put on undeserving heads.

If not undeserving, not wanted.

And if not wanted, gained through hate.

Why have Titles?

To have a title means envy and jealousy against you,

And they are worthy foes.

To have a title is but a way to make yourself feels better

Like President, Emperor, King...

But why have titles when we are just simply...

People.

It starts with a rumble

The burning lava flowing

Smoke covers the sky

The chaos ends, peace ensues

A brand new island is formed.