In the room of shallow souls,
there was chaos everywhere until it was silent.
In the room of glass,
nothing moved until glorious glass shattered back to sand.
In the room of slumber,
dreams were written all over the walls.
In the room of wonder,
people never know what will happen.
In the room of hope,
everyone’s dreams will appear.
I want to paint
Half man, half horse strolling through the dark, gloomy woods
Exploring, looking out for danger
Galloping through the woods looking for a tasty meal
Trotting into a den and bringing the food for their child
They hunt in groups to surround their prey.
I want to paint the wondrous blue Atlantic ocean flowing slowly like a tortoise to the end of the endless world.
I want to paint the amazing smell and taste of foods scattered around the world like mice running in different directions.
I want to paint the changing seasons coming and going like Christmas.
I want to paint a raging storm coming quickly but not quietly towards you like an angry mother.
I want to paint a dying star whose light now flickers like a broken lightbulb.
I want to paint a yellow young bee who thinks very small of himself.
I want to paint the sound of a howling great lonely timber wolf in the dead of night where only the moon stands bright.
I want to paint a lone wolf walking calmly in the white cold snow with its dark snowy fur glistening like the full moon shining in the hopeless black night
I want to paint a courageous roaring lion the sound of thunder and it’s gold crested fur as gold as the sun.
I want to paint a lovely sunrise coming up from the east as its golden light pushes away the darkness.
I want to paint shooting stars whizzing by then disappearing there shine as hot as living fire.
I want to paint…
Jasper curled up contently on my lap purring softly as I stroke him,
a green, glistening emerald glowing like the sun,
a delicious ice-cream shimmering in the warm sun,
a beautiful butterfly bathing in the sun,
and a waxy candle glistening in the shadows.
I want to paint the smell of ruby red roses as sweet as strawberries glazed in suger but twice as sweet.
I want to paint children in a park having a great time with the sun shining every where with dandy lions swaying
I want to paint my gran mas house with her standing there with chocolate cup cakes filled with nuttela but there the best in the world ( probably ).
I want to paint a field with every flower in the world and green grass and trees with birds tweeting lovely songs.
I want to paint the sizzling, scorching sun when it’s out in the shining midday,
I want to paint the glamorous smell of opening a fresh pair of shoes mixed with the excitement of tying your laces for the first time,
I want to paint the burst of extreme, exuburance when you exceed to your net challenge,
I want to paint the scintllating, splendid feeling of using your super velocity to dash past your oppenent.
I want to paint,
I want to paint,
I want to paint,
without anyone holding me back.
I want to paint a daisy as beautiful as blossom trees blossoming,
I want to paint the green, gorgeous, grass as colourful as the rainbow,
I want to paint the silent, standing, solemn wall as gargantuan as a sky-scraper.
I want to paint
A sunny horizon with an orange glow like a huge fireball in the sky over a cliff as a cloud goes by, i want to paint a lilac lamborghini zoooooming past racing on a race track, i want to paint the noise of the school bell ringing and the children scurrying like ants into their own class little lines.
I want to paint the noise of of a raging lion jumping up and down trying to catch a beautiful brown bird, i want to paint the end of this poem as the darkness takes over and the tiny people getting eaten
Should trolls be able to live in town?
We have been discussing whether or not trolls should live in town.This is a hot topic at the moment because there are ground trolls living in the local area and people are happy.
Many people think that trolls should be in town because they are well known for feeding out of cattle,bull,dog and even rabbits.Additionally trolls destroy buildings with there ice and have been known to harm humans.Furthermore,people argue that trolls are warm-blooded and most steal silver and treasure witch they keep in there treehouse.
On the other hand,some people argue that the floor trolls should be given another chance to be able to help and live with humans.The local council are discussing with these creatures to try and come up with an breathtaking idea.
Having considered all the arguments,the one that the local council have come up with and decided is that to give the trolls another chance to help and live with humans in the town.This news is all over the country news.Be on at six o clock to hear the news.
I woke up from fainting I could see a person i was still in pain from braking my leg. The person helped me up he said where is the rest of your crew. I said they were dead and i was the only person who survived. I asked him if he wanted to be in the crew. He said yes and he would be in the crew until he dies. We got our suits on ready to fight the dragons .Until he said two of us would never kill lots of dragons. We went and got a crew we went and killed the dragons. Until we heard a huge roar.
Latest Comments