Annabel Lee

by Edgar Allen Poe

It was many and many a year ago,

In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

She was a child and I was a child,

In this kingdom by the sea,
But we loved with a love that was more than love -
I and my Annabel Lee -
With a love that the wingéd seraphs of Heaven
Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,

In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, by night
Chilling my Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsmen came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in Heaven,

Went envying her and me: -
Yes! – that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud, chilling
And killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love

Of those who were older than we -
Of many far wiser than we -
 And neither the angels in Heaven above
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee: -

For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams

Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I see the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee:
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea -
In her tomb by the side of the sea.
 PEACE NOT WAR
by Patricia Lithuanian

Boom! Blood Flesh Struggle and Fear

surrounding in the Atmosphere
If one is sulky
one is scorned
if one is not a noble
one is a peasant
there are drugs, abuses, hex and injustice
and the only thing that rules the earth is immorality

Shhhhhh! silence!
for the end may come
voices are not made to speak the truth
but to shout
and scream
eyes are not made to see the reality
but to hide the fact
and cry and weep
and the hands are not made to reach out
but to fight instead
this is not yet over
this is chaos
this is what we call war

It was a day of in famine last

September 11 2001
when an airplane crash its way into human life
the united states of America’s
world trade center
shattered boom!
tranquility and harmony was lost
roaming outside boom!
there lives were gone in just a blink of an eye
mothers died
fathers vanished
and brothers suffered
living no more but distress
and pieces of mind and soul
guess what the cause is?
TERRORISM! brought by the power of this indispicable greed this is the beginning
of the 3 world war
or this is the feature prophecy of nostradamus
God forbid dough in this world
where everyone is divided by one
that separate is and west threw religion
and all living creatures that exist
comes from only one creator TERRORISM
bloodshed, showering of bullets, bombs and missiles, biochemical weapons and
DEATH!

The Story of why many human beings who were victimize and sought for moral
righteousness TERRORISM start walking on ice where being die in a shivering cold
and lose there lives get out of my life! i was there! x3 and shout!

will there be an end?? end x5

look and you will see war
flesh and rage hunting in the street of US,UK, Afghanistan, and now IRAQ Listen!
And you will hear a cry of the trouble of our fate
so now! eliminate all your senses
talk and you will not be heard
for your rights...