Flick of my wrist And I'll have you at my feet, If our fight is a conversation Between our blades, Mine is shouting Yours blaring cowardice and fear.
Faint heart never won fair lady, And fair lady always wins Over faint hearts. I'll slip my sword Between your smart remarks, And carve myself a plea.
I'll have you begging for mercy In the flick of a sentence, Rhymes have never locked me in, But my rhythm will rattle your bars, And knock your knees.
If you're looking to battle me, I may as well weave you a rope Of my poetry To hang yourself on, Because this is a fight I've already won. Now excuse me, I'm going to enjoy my lovely mug of tea.
fight.
Author: Anonymous Freak
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Date: 07/04/2020
№ 1210203
THE FIGHT BETWEEN THE TIGER AND THE LION?
Cricket fever gripped the sub-continent Pakistan could not wipe out the sentiment Against India it lost her match for the fifth time Even though Tendulkar was not at his prime
This world cup turned out to be all Asian game The English have slowly lost their cricketing fame There will be a fight between the tiger and the lion Who knows who will surely win
Sachin achieved every thing except the world cup I hope he will get it without any hiccup India and Srilanka reached finals thrice If India wins the cup I feel very nice
Seasons greetings go with a cheer, who will be the Winner of this nights festive fight club now here. Starting with Santa the Easter bunny with his Whipping ear, Santa starts with a hoho... startling The bunny as he gives him two to the ear.
No rules in this game we come to see, as the Easter Bunny drops two eggs, does something smell rotten In here, eyes watering he can hardly see as the whipping Ear screeches and straight across fathers tummy.
In pain he shouts I'm so jolly, is this the end of Claus, No as Santa jumps up higher than the bunny can see, Landing on EasterKnocking him cold with his enormous Belly, with a hoho... and I feel jolly, any one for rabbit I'm starving.
I can see your shadow coming closer in the dark Growing like a tumor while I slowly fall apart Nothing like a moment to remind you that you're weak Grazing on the bits of truth you never fought to keep Yet somewhere underneath the skin of what you have become There exist the rudiments of silences to drum But how do you identify a peace you cannot see And put your trust in every part invisible to me I am not the one who claimed your body as my own So I will sit here ripping all the stitches we have sewn And as the holes expose themselves the light begins to dance Gradually consuming, letting go of what I can't
Everywhere Is the fight zone At least unofficially Even those Who sit in the aisle Aren't necessarily safe They're just safer Which is better Than nothing I guess.
LOVE* is the story of sleeping beauty and prince phillip. The worlds a Neverland if a lover doesn't wake us up. Just like Cinderella who had fear to walk on glass but not in the glass shoe, She found her a lover that fits with her like glue Just like Ariel, a fish out of water eager for a man On board. Mulan did the same when she found love by picking up a sword. We fight for love not just you, not just I, because without a love we could just die.
