Color TheoryEven with my eyes color faded awayColor Theory by pinkeshyrose
and everyday I awoke to whispered mornings
and swinging on the earth I feel small
Who am I to rise to the call?
I want to be watercolor paint
I want to comeback and wash away
I want colorful phoenix days
The next day I awake
to bright colors
with bright eyes
to a firework world
to a ice creamed life
It gets better, nothing stays.
My Little Time Lord Series- Pinkie Party 1It was morning. The crystal castle lit up with light. It was brighter than Twilight had ever seen. It was almost as if Celestia had added more to the sun, if she could do that. Twilight could almost feel the extra touch.My Little Time Lord Series- Pinkie Party 1 by pinkeshyrose
“Spike wake up! Last night I heard a strange noise and spotted a blue meteorite falling from the sky. Get up and lets go find it!” Spike stayed in bed.
“Twilight, what do you want me to do about it?” Spike mumbled squirming around on the floor.
“I’m sorry, Spike I’m just worried, want to check Ponyville with me?”
“I’m too tired. Not sure if you knew this, but you woke me up with your ‘tip toeing’ last night. Dragons are sensitive to noise.” Spike hid under a pillow he had found under Twilight’s bed.
“Ok, I guess I will go alone. I haven’t seen any of my friends in a while, hopefully I will run into them. Time to find the unknown!” She opened the door with m
My little Time Lord Series - Pinkies PartyThe Tardis was positioned far out in the solar system, right smack around the earth rotating like a second moon. Nothing but space and the newly / oldly wise Ood could hear the timelords cries. He had parked her well It was a good place to die and it was time to well head off, but he didn't want to go he had so much to do, so much to be so many friends to meet, so many children to save. But still it was time for a new face a new life a new body.My little Time Lord Series - Pinkies Party by pinkeshyrose
He breathed in and out, his face radiating colors from the ordeal he had faced earlier his eyebrows and old eyes flashed worry signs the radiation was killing him it was only a little more time before he vanished and a new man took his place.
“I don't wanna go.” He cried.
The regeneration energy flared in its funky yellow form, he could feel it and it was the brightest light in the tardis. It was going to burn him up.
But there was a bigger light in the distance coming from the left the left It shined white. And the beam of li
This is my freedomThis is my freedom-This is my freedom by pinkeshyrose
Without a night of repose
Without sliding into a white sheet.
There is only a haunting glare.
the ghost of black and grey
hugs us close
Without midnight we cannot breathe.
Without midnight we cannot speak.
Without darkness how do we know?
Where on earth we wanna go.
The ink meets the line
One step at a time
Words flutter as I write backwards
this is only for me
Not for them
This is my freedom