Also the Knight of Light came upon us,
And afraid I became of him and us,
All sudden it sung like singing is to oblivion.
I am grasping the idea behind him,... more »
The fighter paused, grimaced and left,
After the creation, after the rights.
His fight found a reality behind the scenes,
The real survival is an object of material nature,... more »
Fighting Night Of Worth
One fights another man with gestures of the light
From heavenly doors.
They swing to the night and the fight
Is on with parallel forces.... more »
Fighting Over Comfort
They fought on the poems of young men who concentrated,
Exposing ghosts and prisoners who were gayer than gay.
They simply found happiness in their guise and gait,
Seeking the outlaws of a day that ruined one man who discovered.... more »
He has a fighting-chance of working with his figment,
The figment he remembers for all his long-term memory.
A field of ingoing thoughts waits to be proclaimed,
The jeep of all worries is in his whole span of life.... more »
Fill Me With Wisdom
As you fill my stomach with wisdom, I feel the patience,
I see the wrapping of cloth, and my mind seeks glory.
If we can't remember himself like a toy or ghost, we forget
The truth of the being in this world, like a grief or hurt.... more »
It must burn inside, burn inside to see light
And leave then the lesser light for divine right.
I claim a saint was good and finally brought to
Attention of small people and big people,... more »
Find One Solution
I find a solution to all subjects
That discuss and win yourself.
I find him in the dust with legs
And arms of wickedness.... more »
Forging a mail has in this world a finder,
A remark so foul that lords and ladies shall arrive.
In that border is a line or a wall,... more »
Ruins are buildings of ripe fruit,
Inner souls work finer than heaven.
Must not the surety of life bespeak,
Must we insure their fear is true?... more »
The bulwark of longer structure carried finesse,
We commit folly to arrest the sight, so as to bless.
The realer findings happen like events,
Treasure is discovered by them, like comments.... more »
The fine weather is passing over our heads
As the day is finer than one soldier and one liar.
The lines of the page are a book,
As the book finds new meaning everyday.... more »
Fine clothes ruin nobody,
A sea of change has emitted
Rays of a decision that affects,
And fine clothes make you work.... more »
Sweet events sing and interrogate our souls,
The owner's senses conjure a reality from the start,
Seconds have elapsed thanks to the souls of learning.... more »
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Elegant finishing cascades on me,
Abruptly, like an ability of weight.
How seconds pass! How minutes make!
The abbey of the heart is within.... more »
To mean a time is special like putting on a fire,
The fire burns and churns into blasts of laughter,
It is cheering you on, wheeling around,
Causing anger, feeling grotesque,... more »
Fire And Snow
How is the fire snowing on us?
Opening the doors of flames and anger
Is an act of worthy ferocity.
We see fire and blame in angry souls... more »
Fire Is Alive
Fire is a wizard on the creation
Opening avenues of thought
In a second, one second is all it takes.
Find a destructive element, force is one,... more »
Fire Is Fire
Fire is like a cold heat from the flames of your taste,
It eats and diverges to the haste of a teasing question.
Fire this time is an initial thought of wonderment,
But where pain lives is the sprouting of genius and intelligence.... more »
Fire Or Happiness?
Taking a term of happiness is like folders of work,
To do this establishing action creates the handiwork
Of the devil. For his life is in ruination, his tears are solid
And not like water or oil, they are fine on their own, just acrid.... more »
Fire To Fight
To fight with the arms carried new meaning,
Are there any fires to extinguish? Or is there fire?
My hands are alert with gears so spied upon,
Ointment is causing some pleasant news.... more »
Fireballs Of Burden
The balls are revolving like fireballs
Shrinking and returning with their own fire;
Burden has its look, little burden has its look,
For it sways and says little by little... more »
To bring you light I see a path to it,
According to light is the act of soothing oneself;
Then hear a thought from your mind,
Of those ideas that change into a never-ending story.... more »
The first time he woke,
Abandoned pits centralized,
With hurtling shoots
And a while it took to shake... more »