Immer noch die Laterne. Nicht denken, schreiben. Ich hab gestern schon was zu der Laterne geschrieben. Ich weiß nicht so richtig, ob ich gerade eine Straßenlaterne oder so eine Martinsumzuglaterne vor mir sehe. Kommas kosten Zeit. Bindestriche kosten Zeit. Ich schreibe schnell, notfalls über Laternen. Wenn es sein muss.
The lantern shone brightly over the dusky clearing. Men, women and those without names moved silent as ghosts from one edge to the other, to the forest and beyond–To freedom.
It was too dark. The lights had shattered when his magic let loose. every lantern in the corridor was shattered, every flame out. Harry stood gasping in the middle of the destruction and, in the midst of his terror, laughed.
lantern’s show the light in the dark of humanity. They are so pure and I am nothing. If i was to live without a lantern, my life would consist of nothingness, for without lanterns, I am nothing. But then what is a lantern? Is it there to fill a void in the darkness, or to give me false hope that days will be brighter than nights?
In the night, your breath fogs the glass as you stare out the window. You realize that you can only see your reflection with the lantern still on; you put it out and look again. Clear now is the image of falling snow, layers piling up over grass, over everything. White, quiet, what you wanted. Will you light the lantern again?
lantern lantern lantern lantern lantern puhlease pass me a new lantern i ate my pumpkin and its almost halloweennnn i’m scared GIVE ME A LANTERN!!!! please i really need a new one to keep the zombies away
The lantern is a wonderful creation. often used around halloween, it can be used to scare people away for various purposes. it is a halloween treat to carve a lantern out of a pumkin, and eating the pumpkin when you are done is also wonderful.. mmm i love pumkin seeds.
I hung the lantern up gazing at the beautiful chinese silk pattern. It was the lantern my mother gave me before she left for Antarctica and I treasured it intensely.
The lantern usually belongs in the living room. It makes everything bright, and I usually turn it on when I’m reading a book or when I’m on my laptop. In other words, I turn it on when I’m about to go to bed. It usually makes me sleepy and it’s very convenient because it’s easy to turn it on and off.
the green lantern. a super hero. i wanna be one. but i don’t think i’ll ever be. i’m not super. i feel average. i guess i need to put in work and become one already. shiiiiiii.
my lonely lantern lights my way down this dark and dreary hall. Only darkness awaits me beyond its glow, and I wonder, how long will it keep protecting me from the approaching black?
there was a lantern on the street corner, it was the only one that had no light filtering from the panes. She thought “just my luck” and stood on the edge of the sidewalk, looking around for the dark figure in which she was about to meet.
The lantern flickered in the dull evening. I turned my face away because I hated the way I looked beneath that kind of lighting. I didn’t want you to see my features in it’s shadows.
The only light in the room was the flickering of the lantern, whos patterns danced across the walls, casting long shadows on the floor. With each passing moment, the oil in the lamp burned away until nothing but an empty, blackened bottom remained.
The red lanterns were just being lit outside the dark room, causing there to be a momentary pain in her head as she turned towards the light. I felt as if the wind was piece of dog-meat still left in the cage, but her orgasm deferred to my lust. There was a strange smell inside my mind as the smoke built up. Inside the mini mart a large case of gatorade was on display garishly and it made me sick.
She was our lantern. A beacon of light for a people shrouded in darkness. She was our savior. She spoke out against those who would have us oppressed. They killed her for it.
green so green
in the eyes of the obscene
red so bright
in the eyes of the light
black, very black
in the pit of my stomach
i can’t understand
why it became so
but i know,
just know
i’d like the world to be red
this one time i went into the woods, and all i had was a lantern. an owl flew right into my face and my lantern shattered, leaving me all alone in the darkness.
when there were two people, there were three lanterns. it wasn’t about the brightness or the color–it was about the feeling that three shared in front of two. three ways to light up a room. three ways to overshadow two. three lanterns, three colors
in the night guiding us from the halls of our fathers, which are now empty. There are no children here, they have been eaten, and the fat rendered into candles that light our way.
The light that lights the way. It is usually next to doors. It helps when darkness plagues us, but at the cost of flies and bugs being bothersome. Very useful.
glowing, bright bulb. it guides the way. I’ve always maybe thought of jack’ o’ latern as well. Nightmare Before Christmas stuff. I like Jack Skellington. Cool guy, really. This is really just off the top of my head. Wait, does this even make sense? I mean, it’s only about a single word. Yeesh. I think it’s safe to say I really have no life.
It shines brightly illuminating my thoughts, my soul, my heart, my mind. Like a lantern carried by a gnarled hand it is old and welcoming. That is what love is.
In the woods, I use the lantern to strike away the dark and what it represents. I walk in the light I shed into my future path and leave dark behind me in the past.
at one point in my life i went camping with my family. I was always interested in the lighting of the lantern. there was always some problem with it. It was an old lantern and i remember replacing the hoods always being replaced; that’s what i liked the most about them, the hood.
He peered around the dark cave, the small lantern illuminating the path in front of them. Suddenly, footsteps–they heard footsteps as the light, however small, continued to flicker, guiding a small road to take as they continued on their journey.
the lantern lit the room as i held my weapon low. i knew not why i did what i did. only that i had waited a long time to do it. I cant believe i had fallen as far as i have. i have killed for revenge.
Lantern. I shine a lantern through the dark in hopes of seeing beyond my nose, because sometimes that’s all we see. If we only expanded our horizons, I bet there is a wonderful world for to see.
Immer noch die Laterne. Nicht denken, schreiben. Ich hab gestern schon was zu der Laterne geschrieben. Ich weiß nicht so richtig, ob ich gerade eine Straßenlaterne oder so eine Martinsumzuglaterne vor mir sehe. Kommas kosten Zeit. Bindestriche kosten Zeit. Ich schreibe schnell, notfalls über Laternen. Wenn es sein muss.
The lantern shone brightly over the dusky clearing. Men, women and those without names moved silent as ghosts from one edge to the other, to the forest and beyond–To freedom.
It was too dark. The lights had shattered when his magic let loose. every lantern in the corridor was shattered, every flame out. Harry stood gasping in the middle of the destruction and, in the midst of his terror, laughed.
lantern’s show the light in the dark of humanity. They are so pure and I am nothing. If i was to live without a lantern, my life would consist of nothingness, for without lanterns, I am nothing. But then what is a lantern? Is it there to fill a void in the darkness, or to give me false hope that days will be brighter than nights?
In the night, your breath fogs the glass as you stare out the window. You realize that you can only see your reflection with the lantern still on; you put it out and look again. Clear now is the image of falling snow, layers piling up over grass, over everything. White, quiet, what you wanted. Will you light the lantern again?
Red lights glowing in the dark
lantern lantern lantern lantern lantern puhlease pass me a new lantern i ate my pumpkin and its almost halloweennnn i’m scared GIVE ME A LANTERN!!!! please i really need a new one to keep the zombies away
The lantern is a wonderful creation. often used around halloween, it can be used to scare people away for various purposes. it is a halloween treat to carve a lantern out of a pumkin, and eating the pumpkin when you are done is also wonderful.. mmm i love pumkin seeds.
I hung the lantern up gazing at the beautiful chinese silk pattern. It was the lantern my mother gave me before she left for Antarctica and I treasured it intensely.
The lantern usually belongs in the living room. It makes everything bright, and I usually turn it on when I’m reading a book or when I’m on my laptop. In other words, I turn it on when I’m about to go to bed. It usually makes me sleepy and it’s very convenient because it’s easy to turn it on and off.
the green lantern. a super hero. i wanna be one. but i don’t think i’ll ever be. i’m not super. i feel average. i guess i need to put in work and become one already. shiiiiiii.
The lantern is not lit any longer. I cannot see, for the darkness has made me blind. Where has the flame gone?
The softly glowing lantern shifted slightly in the breeze. It’s light falling on the cool stone path. The Bare footed girl tip toed through the night.
my lonely lantern lights my way down this dark and dreary hall. Only darkness awaits me beyond its glow, and I wonder, how long will it keep protecting me from the approaching black?
there was a lantern on the street corner, it was the only one that had no light filtering from the panes. She thought “just my luck” and stood on the edge of the sidewalk, looking around for the dark figure in which she was about to meet.
The lantern flickered in the dull evening. I turned my face away because I hated the way I looked beneath that kind of lighting. I didn’t want you to see my features in it’s shadows.
The only light in the room was the flickering of the lantern, whos patterns danced across the walls, casting long shadows on the floor. With each passing moment, the oil in the lamp burned away until nothing but an empty, blackened bottom remained.
The red lanterns were just being lit outside the dark room, causing there to be a momentary pain in her head as she turned towards the light. I felt as if the wind was piece of dog-meat still left in the cage, but her orgasm deferred to my lust. There was a strange smell inside my mind as the smoke built up. Inside the mini mart a large case of gatorade was on display garishly and it made me sick.
She was our lantern. A beacon of light for a people shrouded in darkness. She was our savior. She spoke out against those who would have us oppressed. They killed her for it.
light my way…
to my path of darkness
out of my heart and into my soul
the dark deep lonely depths
I AM LOST.
Light in a time where only darkness prevails, light soft spooky yet warmly colored and richly enchanting.
light paul revere lighthouse love warmth night stars in a winding place thoreau
lantern lantern in the sky…. no one knows how lonely you are.
black as night, you have no light……….. floating among the stars.
green so green
in the eyes of the obscene
red so bright
in the eyes of the light
black, very black
in the pit of my stomach
i can’t understand
why it became so
but i know,
just know
i’d like the world to be red
lantern what about it? they give you light and lead the way. They have all the answers that one can see. In time of need and dark times.
a source of illumination-eg. lamp, light, torch etc.
this one time i went into the woods, and all i had was a lantern. an owl flew right into my face and my lantern shattered, leaving me all alone in the darkness.
when there were two people, there were three lanterns. it wasn’t about the brightness or the color–it was about the feeling that three shared in front of two. three ways to light up a room. three ways to overshadow two. three lanterns, three colors
in the night guiding us from the halls of our fathers, which are now empty. There are no children here, they have been eaten, and the fat rendered into candles that light our way.
The light that lights the way. It is usually next to doors. It helps when darkness plagues us, but at the cost of flies and bugs being bothersome. Very useful.
light emitting source, helps at night, mobile.
glowing, bright bulb. it guides the way. I’ve always maybe thought of jack’ o’ latern as well. Nightmare Before Christmas stuff. I like Jack Skellington. Cool guy, really. This is really just off the top of my head. Wait, does this even make sense? I mean, it’s only about a single word. Yeesh. I think it’s safe to say I really have no life.
swirling mosquitos and moths orbit the atom and the flame flickers in the wind.
lanterns are a strange thing. they’re old fashioned yes, but all the same are the most effiecient way to light up a campground.
It shines brightly illuminating my thoughts, my soul, my heart, my mind. Like a lantern carried by a gnarled hand it is old and welcoming. That is what love is.
In the woods, I use the lantern to strike away the dark and what it represents. I walk in the light I shed into my future path and leave dark behind me in the past.
at one point in my life i went camping with my family. I was always interested in the lighting of the lantern. there was always some problem with it. It was an old lantern and i remember replacing the hoods always being replaced; that’s what i liked the most about them, the hood.
He peered around the dark cave, the small lantern illuminating the path in front of them. Suddenly, footsteps–they heard footsteps as the light, however small, continued to flicker, guiding a small road to take as they continued on their journey.
the lantern lit the room as i held my weapon low. i knew not why i did what i did. only that i had waited a long time to do it. I cant believe i had fallen as far as i have. i have killed for revenge.
Lantern. I shine a lantern through the dark in hopes of seeing beyond my nose, because sometimes that’s all we see. If we only expanded our horizons, I bet there is a wonderful world for to see.