"At last we arrive!" the Pickler did cry
as he reached the top of the hill
and brushing a tear at the edge of his eye
he called for his men to be still

"At last we arrive! I'll say it once more,
for here is the place we have sought;
at last we arrive! I'm perfectly sure
that here's where the map has us brought."

The Pickler's job was once in a place
where he pickled his pickles all day
till a map fluttered down and flapped in his face,
and did take his poor breath all away.

Spencer sat in a tree with his two friends, Zeth and Brand, eating a tart red apple and basking in the cool autumn breeze. The three youths had finished their work in the fields and the head farmer, Rindor, had given them the rest of the day off. The three had immediately run to the farm kitchen and coaxed the cooks into giving them some food. With a flick of his wrist, Spencer threw his small apple core into the stream which gurgled beneath his dangling feet.
“Have you heard about what’s been happening in town?” Zeth asked once he had also finished his apple.

Delicately, heaven’s gems are glittering up high,
Aglow as flames, till one by one they sputter out and die.
With all their smiles, the dark as well hath come to melt away;
Now see this countenance of joy – the coming of the day!

Okay, so i wrote this at the begining of my first year of college (or last October). It was originally supposed to be a song but i could never come up with music for it so i decided to pass it off as a poem. It talks about how God erases the Darkness from our hearts when we ask him inside our hearts and he takes over and saves us from "Our Dark Light". It's not the greatest poem in the world and in truth i is poorly writen but it's what i felt. So without further to do please enjoy, Dark Light. (Leave me your thoughts and comments even if they are harsh. :D )

DARK LIGHT

Stone never,
Stone never,
Stone never forgets.

Stone never forgets
The crushing behemoth’s tread
The crash of the great flood’s waves
The voices of kings long dead

Stone never forgets
Never forgets
The songs of bleeding, weeping exiles
Groaning slaves,
Screaming, dying warriors

Stone never forgets
Never, stone never forgets
Man comes and goes,
Kingdoms rise and die
Creatures are born and grow old
Creation groans in pain and toil

What scent is that of rose?
How do you know, that, when you smell rose,
I, perhaps, don’t smell that, but…
Orange?
How do you taste sweet?
Is it possible that sweet to you,
Is salt, or even bitter to me,
But we react to, say, ice cream,
The same way?
Are perhaps, taste and scent
And sight and touch
Relative? Like time or gravity?
Maybe – perchance, white and light
Are blue and deep
To you.
Now, I ask you my friend,
What color is the sky?

My wings are drooping, they drag the ground.
I’ve fallen, once again.
I’ve traded the wind for a sack full of dirt,
Purity for vile sin
Pick me up, Father; please, hold me close.
Brush the tears from my face,
You amaze me by washing me, making me new,
You help me to fly again.
Dear Father, I’ve failed,
I’ve disgraced your holy name,
My sins are too numerous to count.
But the Grace that you give conquers my faults.
You heal me, and embrace my cleansed soul
Thank you, Lord, for my silver lined wings,

Days like these can come and go
Quickly and briefly and you won’t hear me complain
Even when the sun is shining
On the outside, in my mind it’s a pouring rain
Too many worries and future duties
Merely focusing on a single one is proving to be hard
When I think to tackle one task
I find my brain is lead and my intellect has been barred
I think I would like to forget
For just a minute, everything still to be done
And put my mind in a dry place
Where the breeze is gentle and there’s no need to run

“Makuta Icarax, of course!!!” The ga-matoran hissed back at Mazeka. She introduced herself as Tellix. “What is going on around here?!” Mazeka snapped back. “SSSSSHHH!!! You idiot! Do you want to get us both killed? Icarax was here not too long ago.” Mazeka calmed down and this time whispered for Tellix. “What was Icarax doing here?” “well,” Tellix replied: …“I really don’t know, but he had some ball-like thing with him and it had some weird little leech things in it.