When I get bleak and smile.LESS
When my life appears bright.LESS
I click my patcher. My wizard nudge
is the dynamic style{shit} language
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2015
LOL! Sorry, guys!
Code is poetry
Just a foolish style.LESS poem-compilation
Just a hard day’s night…
Erm… hullo there. (This is rather awkward…)
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by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2015-2018
To be weak
is harder doubly.
They must bear
weight of ruth.
No one commiserates strong.
It lightens their load.
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2015
My blood is white. My milk is red.
My succus leavens an altar-bread.
I’m a mother of senseless gods
and eminently qualified bawds.
I’m gloss on the prudish icon.
I’m your crumpled mummified axon.
Stand on your knees! Shut off your cord!
Feel every twitch of your moribund lord!
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2015
This world is whack… there is no looking back.
Hating and greed, need to be a thing of the past.
The Universe is endless, but earthlings are so;
Narrow-minded people…
Self-centered twits…
Instead of thinking Global we think of “me”.
This world is so whack, I bet were the laughing stock.
Other life, in other worlds throughout the milky way
Point to earth, and tell their children how not to be.
The day will come,
When the oceans dry up,
When the trees and grass wither away,
When the sky becomes polluted with gas and decay…
And life on this planet called earth, will no longer be.
We will just be another flicker in the sky, for another world to see
And they will wonder, if there was ever life up there…
Their once was it’s a sad state of affairs, what was once so filled with promise
Turned out to be wretched despair…
This world is whack, but I am here to declare
Its not to late to turn this ship around, and set a new sail!
For a new horizon,
For a new hope,
One filled with love and happiness.
It starts with one person, and then two or three
And before you know it, all we have are “we”.
So lets stand tall and together, hand in hand, lets knock down all the walls together.
And instead of a people of “Me” we will be known as a people of “We”.
Forevermore.
by PURPLE CREATURE
© All rights reserved 2015
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