#jakespeare

[unnecessarilydeeppoetry]

“Out of the three, it is us that leads.

We are the ones who perform great deeds.

With honor and strength, we fight.

Instinct and Mystic, beware our might.

For Candela, we rule over the others.

In your name, we are all sisters and brothers.

Team Valor is strong, and our belief holds true,

That pokemon are much much stronger than you.”

“Team Valor” ~ Jakespeare

[unnecessarilydeeppoetry]

“You warm my frozen form

Both my inside and out.

You help to calm the storm

That is formed from my doubt.

I yearn for your core

Always and forever.

I will always want more

of you, my endeavor.

Before you’re ready, you

Hold strong and stay hardy.

But when you warm up, to

Me you become hearty.”

“Ramen” ~ Jakespeare

[harriettstella]

@jakeasaurus--rex that classic awkward family photo look 📷 by beautiful @clarisjacobs

[harriettstella]

Series wrap, took a nap

[unnecessarilydeeppoetry]

“You keep my heart warm

And your passion blazing.

You are the light of my eye

And the object of my love.

Your fury is unthinkable.

You should be handled with care.

If you were trifled with,

You’d undo all the work we’ve done.

But when we are alone,

None but you and I,

I could watch you for hours

Hoping to see you at your peak.”

“Fire” ~ Jakespeare

[unnecessarilydeeppoetry]

“I need you to be here with me.

Be the Harry to my Ginny Weasley.

Keep your eyes on the sky,

But your body far from up high.

For if you desire to fly away

Then you’ll leave a miserable day.

For your beauty lies in being here.

Not being far, but staying near.

You’ve gone from me, dear.

You left, you left me alone here.

I’ll miss you for quite long.

And never let people tell me it’s wrong.”

“Balloon” ~ Jakespeare

[unnecessarilydeeppoetry]

“Had we but world enough, and time,

This love, my sweet, were no crime

We would sit down and think which way

To walk, and pass our sleepless day;

Thou by the Raiders’ side

Shouldst Cola find; I by the tide

Of the Wasteland would complain. We are

Finding remnants from before the war;

And you should, if you please, lie

Till Brotherhood has all died.

My vegetable garden should grow

to feed the settlers, but quite slow.

An hundred hours should go to praise

Thine terrain, and with my own eyes gaze;

Two hundred to adore each beast

But thirty thousand to all else, at least;

A save at least to every part,

And the last save would break my heart.

For, my sweet, you deserve this state,

Nor would I enjoy at lower rate.

But from my wrist I always hear

The Super Mutants all charging near,

And yonder all before us lie

Wastelands of vast eternity.

Thy secrets will no more be found,

Nor, in thy massive Vault, shall sound

The Radio Stations; the ghouls shall take

That long preserved Power Armor,

And your Steel honour turn to hate

And into cryopod until a later date.

The Vault’s a fine and private place,

But none I think do there embrace.

Now therefore, while the hot rod hue

Sits on thy armor like morning dew,

And while thy killing soul transpires

At every character with instant fires.

Now let us fight ghouls while we may;

And now, like wild mongrels of prey,

Rather at once our time devour,

Than we have a suit of armor without power.

Let us roll all our intelligence, and all

Our perception, up into one pill;

And tear through enemies with a knife

Until the reaches of death take our life.

Thus, though we cannot make our gun

Gain ammo, yet we will make ghouls run.”

“To His Copy of Fallout” ~ Jakespeare

[harriettstella]

BABY JAKE