Dream
Flicker,_ _looking out through the darkness of my heart,_ _i see a flicker of light,_ _i see a flicker of warmth,_ _walking to it i could feel my soul shaking,_ _my body shaking in fear,_ _my soul shaking in terror,_ _my heart beating out like a war drum
Compact and Extend
Though, to be fair, drumming the wall was often rough, and my parts are relieved to have the extra weight go... ...most nights that is: those when it's only you and i.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 139
It came again a moment later, a hard wooden _thunk_, almost lost amidst the constant beat of the drums.
Rest of Your Life Chapter 1: Impact
"well yea, most nights i take my stick bag home to practice my drums and so i can have all the stuff i need for my lessons, so i have to put that in my locker on the band hall when i get here.
Second Thought
"i'm pretty good on drums." "perfect! i suck at drums, but i'm good on guitar. 360 or ps3?" "360. i like sports games, too." "even better! what's your favourite kind of music?" "mostly rock. i like classic rock and alternative.
Chapter 4- Stepping off on the wrong foot
Even the judges were intimidated but our drum line was inhuman. they made the band look weak; there were in the top five drum line in the country and top ten in the world.
Bowser`s New Girlfriend!!! Ch:6 Practice
\*insermental\* \*guitar and drums\* "cut me down..but it`s you who has further to fall....goes to arm, nothin to do...there is a voice..sticks and stones may break my bones..talkin bout, not sayin much..i`m bullet proof..nothin to loose..fire away, fire away
A Light in the Dark
#3 of poetry a short peom about that life is indeed hard but there will be lights in the dark no matter how small life is hard and cruel an unbreakable rule your end will come stopping your drum no matter the menace and harm the death you must disarm
Three Mile Island
The closest i may ever reside to that thrumming, drumming power plant built behind your buttresses of bone is to lay my head upon your chest and listen. ta-tum ta-tum. ta-tum ta-tum.
The Assassin
Fast paced drums could be heard, going in sync with each of their hits. a violin and flute joined in as the they started to get more and more advanced in their combat.
Poem #1
My eyes close, the feeling, no the need to dance filling my entire being, voices rising up all around me in song, a drum beating loudly behind me.
Ander - Chapter 3, Subchapter 16
Now accompanied by the stomping of hundreds of feet and the beating of drums, ander realised he might be listening to his own dirge. the pain in his arms intensified together with the volume of their cries and what little hope he had left slipped away.