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Death

Death

Death is made of the salty tears of your friends and family

The dead roses rotting in the long forgotten grave yard

The mercy shadows hiding in the sunlight

The fingertips of the clouds above

The dying light that can burn you is out.

I found it

Creeping in the corner of a dark damp room waiting to catch its next victim

Standing on the edge of a rocky cliff in the cold rain

Wandering on a cold beach with waves crashing on the shore

Sitting in a peaceful graveyard with the whispers of the dead souls

Standing amongst the stars in the shivering night sky.

Death can

Crush the earth in the blink of a eye

Kill even the strongest beast with no effort at all

Destroy sites and tons with one touch

Shatter the universe with one blow

Smash a army whenever it wants

If I lost it

I wood be stuck for ever in the same boring life

Sadness

Sadness

Sadness is made from –

the dust from a dead star,

a wing of a fallen bird,

the boogeyman’s bitter greeting,

a strand of a drowned man’s gold,

and the warlock’s darkest spell.

I found it –

trapped on the edge of death,

silenced only by the screams of long lost souls,

in the graveyard of my ancestors,

destroying the hearts of people who stand in its way.

Sadness can –

crush the hearts of innocent souls,

incinerate hope and happiness from the memories of people passed away,

make darkness fall over the Earth hiding it from sight,

seek revenge on whoever caused it,

turn city’s into a cloud of ash raining down on the world.

If I lost my sadness –

I would be free from the misery

that has haunted me for millions of years…

Lachlan Rennie

Death

Death is made of the salty tears of your friends and family

The dead roses rotting in the long forgotten grave yard

The mercy shadows hiding in the sunlight

The fingertips of the clouds above

The dying light that can burn you is out.

I found it

Creeping in the corner of a dark damp room waiting to catch its next victim

Standing on the edge of a rocky cliff in the cold rain

Wandering on a cold beach with waves crashing on the shore

Sitting in a peaceful graveyard with the whispers of the dead souls

Standing amongst the stars in the shivering night sky.

Death can

Crush the earth in the blink of a eye

Kill even the strongest beast with no effort at all

Destroy sites and tons with one touch

Shatter the universe with one blow

Smash a army whenever it wants

If I lost it

I wood be stuck for ever in the same boring life

Finding luck

Finding Luck

By Charlie G

Luck is made from –

A four leaf clover,

Found in a lonely field,

Summer leaf’s

Scatted like Easter eggs

A best memory.

I found it –

We’re the bee’s go for pollen

We’re the bugs search for food

We’re the leafs fall of the tree’s

We’re tree’s call home.

My luck can-

Make me win the lottery

Make me win a football match

Make the sun come out

Make everyone around me smile.

If I lost my luck-

I would lose the lottery

I would lose every football match

I would make rain appear

I would make a thunderstorm.

Worry

 

Ethan’s poem ,Worry

My worry is made from

Cogs and screws,

scattered like rubbers in Lachlan’s tray,

A torn piece of paper

From your past,

A pointy,sharp shard of glass

From a sailers last ever drink

I found it

Where the western winds blow wild,

In a dumpster,weeping like a troubled hyena ,

Being imprisoned by the greatest warlock

To ever live,

Stranded in a silent,dark forest ,

Eternally falling into a black void of nightmares

My worry can

Make even the darkest of soul’s scared ,

Give you the ability to hear scream’s

from even the most wholesome hearted of people,

Make constilation’s crumble into a Bolivian and

Leave only the slightest of stardust

If I lost my worry

The universe would turn inside out,

Evil would turn to good,

The world would become a better place

By Ethan Jones

My fears

MY Fear

My fear is made from

Horrified people across the world,

Like monsters and sceiary creaturs.

my fears are made from squashed up cobwebs.

I found my fears

I found my fears in a dark spooky corner.

On the side of the road like a screening gouts

A loon in a corner.

My fear can

turn the wold black and make it foggy.

it can create hols in the ground .

it can destroy the sun.

if I lost my fears

the world will light up.

and destroy my fears.

my fears will destroy the entry world.

Woe

My woe is made from –

the howl of the winds on Jupiter,

the pained song of a lone blue whale,

it’s strength sinking into the the fathomless depth of the ocean,

the blood-curdling screams of Caesar’s enemies being dragged towards death,

and the tearful sobs at a funeral service.

I found it –

crouched in the decaying ribcage of the u.s.s Arizona,

lurking in the damp depths of a cemetery,

sharpening an assassin’s blade,

in a trench hunched over a fellow dying soldier,

hiding at the bottom of the Thames with sunken corpses.

This woe can –

shatter Mt. Everest into a trillion tiny shards,

shadow your every move for eternity,

kill thousands of innocent civilians,

infiltrate pine gap or destroy the facility in one fell swoop.

If I lost this woe –

mafia would use it to take over the world….

Hope

My hope is made from –
the stars in the night sky glowing and glistening ,
a white petal from a rose bush ,
the noise of a bee buzzing in my ear,
a small birds beautiful voices
and the smell of the summer.

I found it –
trapped inside a old and dusty book,
crumbled up in a dark corner ,
Caged in a draw that no one had opened for years ,
in a empty coffin where no light could get in ,
in a old and lonely mansion where there was no warmth or welcoming .

My hope can –
change peoples lives forever,
have peace and happiness forever,
My hope is made from –
the stars in the night sky glowing and glistening ,
a white petal from a rose bush ,
the noise of a bee buzzing in my ear,
a small birds beautiful voices
and the smell of the summer.

I found it –
trapped inside a old and dusty book,
crumbled up in a dark corner ,
Caged in a draw that no one had opened for years ,
in a empty coffin where no light could get in ,
in a old and lonely mansion where there was no warmth or welcoming .

My hope can –
change peoples lives forever,
have peace and happiness forever,
change a persons bad behaviours,
change the lives of a homeless family
and make the world a better place.

If I lost this hope –
the world would crumble into a thousand pieces a persons bad behaviours,
change the lives of a homeless family
and make the world a better place.

If I lost this hope –
the world would crumble into a thousand pieces

Imagination

Imagination can be anything,

From head to toe,

Your mind can blow.

Come come with me I’ll give you a tour,

From tip to toe to paw to claw,

You can meet the mighty Thor.

So which place do you want to go first,

Don’t get exited now don’t let you imagination burst,

Eat the food you don’t need to clench your thirst,

For now.

If I lost my imagination,

I would be sitting in the rain,

I would actually feel the pain,

Your kind of starting to loose your brain.

Don’t give up yet there’s still one thing,

You’ve been in your imagination to long,

You need to come out and fix that thing.

Finally it’s done you are happy and your brave,

Your out of your mind and your back to being a slave.

Justice

Justice

Justice is made from~

Justice is made from the flavoured laces from a peacocks hear,The crusty leg of a magic ant and a bucket of sap from a grand tree.

You can find justice ~

You can find just in that crack that nobody can get to behind the walk in Tv.

Justice can~

Justice can make war amongst those who don’t like world war 2 on the 1 of September 1939 to 2 of September 1945.

If you loose justice it will~

If you loose it it will come after you and your dark shadows on a full moon and sabotage your…

Doughnuts.