The following poem was composed in spring 2011. It was originally ilitumwa winter 2012 in the dragoni club here on Fanpop.
NIGHTFIRE
Winge beating,
Lungs heaving,
Black shadow
Torn from the sky.
Eyes glancing,
Alert and fierce.
moto dancing.
Wheeling,
Circling,
Nightmare
Incarnate.
moto dark as night,
Scales bright as gems.
Gleaming eyes,
Searching for a feast.
Wings furled.
Claws extended.
Dives down.
Death claims
Another victim.
Glides up.
Feasting begins.
The dragon flies off.
It is gone,
And the
Nightmare
Is done.
NIGHTFIRE
Winge beating,
Lungs heaving,
Black shadow
Torn from the sky.
Eyes glancing,
Alert and fierce.
moto dancing.
Wheeling,
Circling,
Nightmare
Incarnate.
moto dark as night,
Scales bright as gems.
Gleaming eyes,
Searching for a feast.
Wings furled.
Claws extended.
Dives down.
Death claims
Another victim.
Glides up.
Feasting begins.
The dragon flies off.
It is gone,
And the
Nightmare
Is done.
I have twenty pairs of X-His from the Converse store inayofuata door, all pink. Okay, okay, see? I'm not normal. And that's not the end of it.
I have thirty T-shirts that say kondoo Wanyonya damu Rock on them. Yeah, I upendo the horror movie "Sheep Vampires." It's filled with kondoo that get tortured and wake up at midnight only to turn into kondoo Wanyonya damu that suck the blood out of their shepherds. It's rated R, but my parents never notice. I bet they don't even know there's a rating system. Lucky for me.
So, this morning, I woke up, when my glass of koki left from an mwaka zamani shimmered. A misty face appeared.
"Jonas...come here to me...or wewe shall suffer the consequences...like your precious ancestors," the woman screamed.
Was it my imagination...or did I get sucked into my glass of Coke?
This is a crazy song I wrote called Rotten Tomatoes, and I hired the Black-Eyed Peas to sing it. WARNING: This song was meant for entertainment, and should in no way be connected to real people, places, au things. It is not the author's responsibility for the medical bills if wewe die from laughter, au possibly, thinking I'm weirdness.
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Converse is awesome
The Westing Game is gruesome
My Marafiki all ran
When they heard me say that
People say I'm weird
But look over there then,
That teen has a
White, fluffy beard
chokoleti coins rock
They're the celebs of the block
They're creamy and sweet
Cuz they always go to swim meets
I upendo Harry Potter
au was it apple Rotter?
It was everyone's favorite,
But it soon molded.
Now, I'm almost five
And I live in a hive,
Like my other amigos
Who live in anthills!
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Converse is awesome
The Westing Game is gruesome
My Marafiki all ran
When they heard me say that
People say I'm weird
But look over there then,
That teen has a
White, fluffy beard
chokoleti coins rock
They're the celebs of the block
They're creamy and sweet
Cuz they always go to swim meets
I upendo Harry Potter
au was it apple Rotter?
It was everyone's favorite,
But it soon molded.
Now, I'm almost five
And I live in a hive,
Like my other amigos
Who live in anthills!