Allsorts

Kind hearts are the gardens,
Kind thoughts are the roots,
Kind words are the blossoms,
Kind deeds are the fruits;
Love is the sweet sunshine
That warms into life,
For only in darkness
Grow hatred and strife.

The waves are rolling toward the shore.

A silent world – an empty core.
Lifeless land with nothing more.
The waves are crashing on the shore.

The fabled beast – a mighty roar,
Extinction men choose to ignore
And the waves are breaking at the shore.

A new beginning, our fathers – fore,
Human nature set to explore.
The waves are lapping at the shore.

Seven seas sailed, in the skies we soar.
Kingdoms conquered, blood they pour.
Crimson waves rest on the shore.

A fractured Earth, relations sore.
A greed that breaks our natural core,
And the waves are turning on the shore.

Gluttonous rage,
We lust for more,
And the waves are monsters on the shore.

The tides are turning.
The land is raw.
Time to face our nature’s law.

And the waves are rolling toward the shore,
And the waves are rolling toward the shore,
And the waves are rolling toward the shore…
Forever more.

The sun is shining,
The sky is blue,
The birds are flying,
And the breeze is so cool.

Mother Nature is trying her best
To give nothing but beautifulness,
But what do we do?
Make her a mess.

Let’s make her the best
By polluting less and less,
And preserve her green dress
For our kids and the rest.

Watching smoke stacks choke the sky
Always makes me want to cry.
I just can’t help but wonder why
The factories won’t even try
To find a safer, better way
To put their poisonous waste away.

Chirping blue or red
Majestic blue birds
Oh, they’re red not blue

Mythological creatures are you sure?
Have you seen a fairy?
Maybe a dragon if you squint your eyes
If you believe, things out of the ordinary will happen!

School

is

tough

and

rough

We all want to be heroes
Evil can get the best of us
But Sometimes good finds a way
Evil can win but good wins always

Little things I enjoy the most,
the things that make my day
they make me a better person,
and happier in every way

Sunsets, hugs, smiles, Tic Tacs,
good books, soft blankets, food,
plants, flowers, the smell after rain,
teriyaki chicken – barbecued.

The people I love and floral perfume,
going to London at night
sentimental photos, matcha green tea
going on a summer holiday flight.

Hot showers and cloud-gazing on soft grass,
Ikea, gum and a good nap,
belting out songs in a car full of friends
Monopoly, Uno and snap.

Bubbles and childhood innocence,
laughing until I get a cramp,
sweeties with cousins at midnight,
climbing trees that are a little bit damp.

Doughnuts and soft plushies,
a full piggy bank, notes in your hand
the birthday feeling and when you know that your healing,
and wriggling your toes between sand.

School (sometimes), it really depends,
my brownies with strawberries and cream,
all these things have so much meaning,
I have them, it feels like a dream.

Bunnies hopping around
Fluffy as a puffy cloud
Cosy in their barrow