tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20045673892617872032011-06-07T23:39:35.057-07:00The Fuzzy Wabbitnoreply@blogger.comBlogger71100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2004567389261787203.post-73563814648778351282008-02-04T20:46:00.001-08:002008-02-04T20:50:15.946-08:00I wrote this one for mum... my personal favorite...<br /><br /><a name="_Toc168669818"><strong>Her Shadow and the Dust</strong></a><br /><br />The sun beating down, the gravel shining bright<br />A dark silhouette shrouding all the light<br />Her shadow and the dust<br />Keeps your heart warm inside<br /><br />The moonbeam cooling down the earth<br />Your heart as full as an overgrown girth<br />Because it’s time to be happy, not gloom<br />Her shadow and the dust<br />Spread all across your room<br /><br />She’s the fairy from the tales of the night<br />That put you to sleep and make everything alright<br />Warm and slumber, wrapped in your blanket<br />A good night kiss and your dreams began<br />Once again, the mighty angel, asleep again<br /><br />Her touch, like heaven<br />God made her in seven<br />Wish you could see her everyday<br />Her shadow and the dust, slowly fades<br />Good morning sunshine<br />Wake up and smell the green glades<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2004567389261787203-7356381464877835128?l=thoughtsfromtheburrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Fuzzy Wabbitnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2004567389261787203.post-75855895432791677322008-02-02T12:37:00.000-08:002008-02-04T21:01:46.487-08:00<a href="http://www.theofficiallifeofbrian.com/images/happy_wombat.gif"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.theofficiallifeofbrian.com/images/happy_wombat.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="justify">Hi,</div><div align="justify">Greetings from the cwazy wombat. (yeah, the name has been changed from the "fuzzy wabbit" to this weird wombat creature thingy). I think he's cuter than the fuzzy one. Anyways, hope they won't be fighting in my dreams anymore. That reminds me, i had this weird dream about rabbits all over my walls.. That's next.....</div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2004567389261787203-7585589543279167732?l=thoughtsfromtheburrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Fuzzy Wabbitnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2004567389261787203.post-66735376939539559862007-06-28T04:40:00.000-07:002007-06-28T04:43:03.291-07:00<a name="_Toc168669791"><strong>Phoney Smile</strong></a><strong> [:)]<br /></strong><br />All the blows I took to heart<br />Left void as they sneer in false divinity<br />My thoughts too immature, too imbecile<br />Masquerading my fears and sorrows… this phony smile<br /><br />Cradle these shards that fall from within<br />My arms are too heavy to carry on<br />They say muscles control your frown<br />But what of those who wear a crown<br />They say action speaks louder than words<br />Wonder what they hide behind…a phony smile<br /><br />These tears I hold back flow back in my veins<br />My blood grows thinner with every thought<br />Too many demons in my life I’ve fought<br />But still in my solitude, littered with pain<br />For all I’ve descried<br />And all I have to show…. Is this phony smile<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2004567389261787203-6673537693953955986?l=thoughtsfromtheburrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Fuzzy Wabbitnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2004567389261787203.post-27515903835273406962007-06-28T04:37:00.000-07:002007-06-28T04:40:28.814-07:00<strong>The God That I Hate<br /></strong><br />We’ve been close for so long, I can’t remember<br />But still I think of you every December<br />Time took you away ‘cause I was a little late<br />But the god that you love, is the one I hate<br /><br />My head is weary when it rains<br />My heart, you don’t know how much it pains<br />Every candle lit in the dark<br />Reminds me of the time I knew your god<br /><br />Stay…..don’t go far away<br />And leave me in this state<br />Shake me out of this dream<br />And take me to the god, the god that I hate<br /><br />Every candle lit in the dark<br />Reminds me of the time I knew your god<br />Don’t twist and turn away<br />When on my knees to your god I pray<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2004567389261787203-2751590383527340696?l=thoughtsfromtheburrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Fuzzy Wabbitnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2004567389261787203.post-11718964135562433992007-06-03T01:32:00.000-07:002007-06-03T01:33:05.991-07:00Hard to Love an Aquarian<br /><br /> When times need spoken words<br /> The walls inside grown an inch<br /> But the heart beats even more<br /> Words don't come out<br /> Feelings don't show<br /> It's hard to love an aquarian<br /> They never know which way to go.<br /><br /> Should they say it out aloud and hope for a nod<br /> Or should they keep it inside and let it rot<br /> But as the doubts pile up inside<br /> They need that special someone by their side<br /> Or they'll get swept away by the tide that hides inside<br /><br /> Time goes slow<br /> Sometimes the pain inside, on their face it glows<br /> It's hard to be an aquarian<br /> One who's feelings you never know<br /> Even hard to love an aquarian<br /> what he feels for you<br /> you might never know.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2004567389261787203-1171896413556243399?l=thoughtsfromtheburrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Fuzzy Wabbitnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2004567389261787203.post-88904252087318164462007-06-03T01:14:00.000-07:002007-06-03T01:15:30.975-07:00Like the morning mist that clouds my eyes<br />The dew drops on the leaves at night<br />The eternal smile that's on your face<br />A god's gift for all to grace<br /><br />Painted like a masterpiece<br />Spread like sunshine upon your face<br />The sight, behold a lonely treasure<br />That eternal smile gives me pleasure<br /><br />The autumn leaves that fall in June<br />Like golden paths to immortality<br />The eternal smile etched forever in my mind<br />The force behind my vitality<br /><br />As seasons change from time to time<br />My mind wanders in search of warmth<br />Not a place I spare, the search proved futile<br />What gives me comfort, is that timeless smile<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2004567389261787203-8890425208731816446?l=thoughtsfromtheburrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Fuzzy Wabbitnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2004567389261787203.post-70011423304423016592007-06-03T00:32:00.000-07:002007-06-03T01:02:33.452-07:00Silence didn't get me anywhere<br /> Words i whispered, couldn't find the air<br /> A puff of smoke, and the words blend away<br /> Like dust in the winds fighting despair.<br /><br /> Maybe this noise will get me somewhere<br /> Find an outlet for thoughts i conjure every now and then<br /> vivid scenarios that make no sense<br /> Real dreams or false pretense<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2004567389261787203-7001142330442301659?l=thoughtsfromtheburrows.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Fuzzy Wabbitnoreply@blogger.com4