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 Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 2:47 am
Well..
After hours of Glorious Nonsense..
I got sooooooo.. well sooooooooooooooooo..
damn bored that i started looking for randome
Wonderland poems <3
Here's one of those poems C:
''Sometimes
When the world is somber,
And awash with dewdropp stars.
While the wind is brimming
With lost souls,
Chilly fingers grasp and artic heart,
And wrench.
A few remaining tears,
Trickle and evaporate.
Now a cheshire grin hides her pain,
As she awaits a season
Where unforgotten misery
Can be buried.''
Ciara Owens
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 2:49 am
''Jibber-jabber,
Jabber-wocky,
Wickey-wackey,
Tittle-tattle,
And a tale told
That is so old....
Love spurned,
Love not returned,
Love unshared...and
Love with no care....
Jesters are we all,
And storrytellers too...
And as the Queen
In Alice In Wonderland said,
'Off with their heads! '
For He who knows who he is....always....''
Scarlett Treat
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 2:51 am
''the tears wont fall
i wish they would
so they could cause a flood
like alice in wonderland
because that is how i feel
like alice in wonderland
except wonderland wasn't really all that wonderful
in fact
wonderland was strange
and unbearably so
just like this place
this life
strange and unbearable
its hard to fit in when things are so foriegn
so hard to accept
but still i can't cry
the tears refuse to come.''
..Pm if anyone knows who wrote it ;w;..
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 2:53 am
''I often dream of this world, the stabs of color bright
And vivacious as they are, they swirl and twist into shades
Of black and white, forming splashes of gray at the corners.
This world is my world, but where are you?
Tonight is a dream of the sharpest tone of black,
And the most putrid of red, sticking and dripping
Unto everything in my path to hide every wilted petal.
Every shorn twig and leaf, covered in thick crimson.
The two headed raptors soaring through the grey sky,
Fighting amongst itself, in a torrid affair of love and wings,
And hatred for the silver moon onto which my eyes are hung.
Ah, there you are, so splendent to my dark and dreary eyes.
I indulge myself in the radiance you've cast upon my face,
My vision returns to my wonderland to watch
The world churn about, bubbling and waning
Like the tide of the ocean sighing against its shore.
Your reflection floats atop the water, singing to me
Of the sweetest melody one's heart could ever yearn,
Fixated on your tumultuous dance and sway,
The dull throb of my heart is lost in this, my wonderland.''
Lipstick Casanova
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 2:55 am
''i must remember alice.
and when i remember alice,
i must again remember
the wonderland: where
rabbits talk and caterpillars
smoke where Humpty Dumpty
always has a story to tell
where politics become
but a fantasy, where riddles
come like fables and
parables. after all these
imaginings, i am lost
and then, i forget alice.''
Ric.S.Bastasa
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 2:57 am
''I'm confused in my own wonderland
Alice has nothing on me.
The falling down the dark endless tunnel?
You get used to it.
The growing ten feet in a short amount of time?
Nothing new.
The queen trying to bring me down?
The story of my life.
So why every turn a surprise?
Why every tear a reminder of what used to be?
And why, when I finally get comfortable,
I wake up?''
Desiree Whitamore
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 3:06 am
''Welcome To Wonderland...
Come join her world.
Wonderland is what she named it.
Doesn't it sound dreamy?
Follow the talking white rabbit,
that's it, down the hole to the right.
Sinister characters may be lurking,
but we dont fear in Wonderland!
Whats that? You're feeling small?
What on Earth do you mean, silly girl!? You're a hundred feet tall!
Poison could not have smelled so sweet,
But everything is backwards in wonderland!
Oh Wait,
We're late!!!
For a very important date.
Today is my very happy unbirthday.
Crazyness in wonderland... are you losing yourself yet?
A word of advice, you may want to hold on to your head,
And know your emergency exits at all times,
Good advice, When a Queen of Hearts wants you dead.
Is that a hint of fear, my dear?
Maybe Wnderland isn't just jam tarts and tea parties after all.
Time to go back to reality?
Ha ha ha. Only if you know your way out.
Welcome to wonderland.''
PM me for poets name if anyone knows :/..
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Posted: Sun May 09, 2010 2:00 am
Such glorious moonlight so fair and magnificent such as the creator of this topic so darling and sweet so gentle and kind tis to say she is a person that blows my mind
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Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2010 1:51 am
Well, they certainly are interesting.
I especially like the one written by Ric. S. Bastasa.
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