Thematic Attic Thursday Gets Its Punk On!
Welcome to Thematic Attic Thursday!
October 25 is Punk Day
We’re not kidding.
Write something punky,
or post a punk pic or a punk vibe.
Be creative and have fun!
PUNK-ROCK
Bizarre and colorful designs
A saucy, rebellious attitude
October 25 Punk for a Day Day
Hey to all .. This as we know it is ” Punk Day ” .. Lets have some fun write somethin punk are bring a punk picture and are vibe as we share .. Hugzzzzzzzs Now .. :love: :love:
PUNKED OUT
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If it ends I dont mind
The world that is
The end is near as we know it
And what can we do bout it
Nothin just live as if
There were no tomorrow
We have plans yeah
But what good are them
If we never follow though with them
Are better yet
Our time is cut short
If it ends I dont mind one bit
Its not mine in the first place to whole just share of what is
I be like the girl on the moon see me shine
The exclamation
Has its flaws
Some fall though
Others make it all the way
As to where that is who know
On the other side of nothin are make something of nothin is what it boils down to
Cut up shoot up messed up the world be
War dont make a whole
It only makes and end of the meanin
And what it stands for
Live is not here to stay
Yet live on we do
In some aspects of it any ways
Your mine
It all comes to an end
The world still stands even if in ruins
Just to be builed over yet again and again over and over
I am lost
Yet I am found
I know my way just the getting there
Is what I dont know
Are if I will get there
Thats my plan
Yet one over me completes the plan od wherethe I go up are down they hold the line I just follow it
I be punk
Be punk out
Live while the livin good
Lay down my swore when time is up
I be punk
Be punk out
Yet who will care
Only the ones takin of the souls
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Written By: Better Davis ————————————————- © October 23 , 2o13
ALIEN IS ME
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I be alien
Alien of this world
I am anonymous dont know my way
Born in the darkness with no knowledge of what I am yet
I have a heart that beats
Eyes to see
I have lips and tongue
To tease my nose to breathe
My hands and feet do feel the softness of warmth that touches me gently
I have an exercise of wit
Know when I am hungry are not
I ever thirst
Yet I be alien
In this world of unknowns
Searchin to fine the me that I am
I was exotic concrete to this planet they call earth
Though the body of a woman think its my mommy as lease thats what I hear her say to me
When I an lay in her arms
She say
Mommy little darlin
So sweet so pretty I love you
And kiss my face so very tenderly with a big smile upon her face
But I am alien
Something bout her face
Tickles me as she so lean down
Its dark and curly I graps it with both hand
And laugh I do
She does it again
I laugh even more each time
I was summoned into existence
Captivate seek happiness and bliss
And as I grow I was no more alien I was me and fine that I was here just to be loved
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Written By; Bettie Davis —————————————— © October 23 , 2o13
PUNKRITUDE
I don’t know what they want.
I don’t know what they need.
I don’t even know what they love.
But they do have a certain Punkritude.
And although they may seem crude,
not to mention on occasion rude,
with an in-you-face attitude,
until you thought they’d become unglued,
neither the damsel nor the dude
are necessarily all that different
from us.
Are they?
Copyright October 23rd 2013 RGD
The wind calls to us and we must reply.
Like Moths to the flame we take to the sky.
The ground can not give us what we need.
For only in air can we reach our true speed.
They look down on us cause they don’t understand.
In the air is a brotherhood you won’t find on land.
The goddess of the sky brings us together.
Brothers and sisters may we fly forever..