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 Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 1:13 pm
Um...well I figured we could have a poetry thread if that's alright it might me nice. Please don't kill me for it. sweatdrop
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 1:16 pm
This was inspired by the John legend cd so it goes along the same beats in my own fashion. And it may not seem to flow or any of that but its just musical poetry to express myself.
"Love Lessons"
Maybe, it was me who split us apart.
Maybe, I just could not see and was left in the dark.
But my eyes are open now, and I see just how...
How you left me all alone with the feeling of doubt in my heart.
And I use to ask you to just come home but I realize we must part.
If I just loved you better....
we wouldn't be in this to start.
If I just showed you better....
we would not have fallen apart.
So it's! My bad, my fault but I'm just glad.
Your happier now with him but you to just know.
Thank you for lessons you brought me to help me understand.
Thank you showing me the better life ahead.
And I'll...miss you, but I know what's true....
So all I wanted to to do for you is just ....say....Thank you.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 3:43 pm
That's a wonderful poem Remiel!
We have a poetry thread somewhere, but heck if I know where it is, so you *as well as anyone else who wants to contribute* can post your poems here if you like 3nodding
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 3:45 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 7:13 pm
3nodding Very good! I really like that! It is a shame that coming to such a mature conclusion is rare when a relationship ends. But most relationships don't end that cleanly.... sweatdrop
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 8:49 pm
*chuckles* Yes well she treated me like dirt after the relationship ended so she could feel better but after reading the poem she got into a guilt trip about it.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 8:53 pm
Remiel Switch *chuckles* Yes well she treated me like dirt after the relationship ended so she could feel better but after reading the poem she got into a guilt trip about it. Ah yes... Sometimes the best revenge is being so sickeningly nice that people actually begin to regret treating you bad in the first place. I'm glad. I know it helped you feel vindicated. 3nodding
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 9:27 pm
Remiel Switch *chuckles* Yes well she treated me like dirt after the relationship ended so she could feel better but after reading the poem she got into a guilt trip about it. I learned that it's much more satisifying to treat cruelness with a sickingly sweet kindness/calmness...it makes them look THAT much more of an a*****e plus they start to feel guilty as hell, bwa ha ha... twisted *coughs and regains her composure* whee
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 10:28 pm
*laughs* Well things are cool between me and her and I support her new relationship and will be there for her as a friend.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 10:46 pm
Aw... 4laugh That's sweet. I'm glad that you can both be friends, it's a rare thing, trust me...I lost a good friend when I started dating him back in highschool. He was fun to be around with when we were just friends, and even though there were good parts to our relationship, I wish I had never agreed to take our friendship to a deeper level and start dating...now we're no longer friends and I miss the person he used to be, but ah well...such is life *shrugs*
I just think it's cool when two ex's can still be friends, it's nice to see that some people can remain friends 3nodding
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 11:18 pm
^_^ If you wanna read more poems from me check out my journal and be sure to comment.
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2005 8:26 am
theres something seriously wrong with me
or at least thats what they say.
i'm not normal
i just don't fit in
medication substains me
when God should be saving me
i hear it in her voice
a cry for help
she doesn't understand
and thats what devastates her
she talks about the staring
oh, how i hate the glaring
all of this disaster is hurting her, i know
led her to a hidden self-destruction
being beaten by her own messed up mind
suicide of the insides
her greatness is dieing while i am crying....
we've switched places
but i wasn't ready to play such a role
i knew i would soon fall
stress consumes me
eating me alive like a parisite sucking out my life but instead it steals my sanity
i hold on to something only for her sake
i don't mind letting go but she does
if i fall she goes with me
what a heavy load i have
yet i continue to move forward
knowing i could never give up
not again would i put anyone through the agony i have already caused
for if i did i would not come back
and i could not bare to see her fall
and know i was the one who pushed her.
theres one of mine....not much of my poetry is happy.....but it gets the point across....
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2005 4:57 pm
^_^ That was a wonderful poem sad but very nice.
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2005 5:02 pm
*sigh* I haven't written poetry in a long long time... heh... always best comes when in times of great saddness, stress, regret, and love. Here is one that I think is nice... and ...heh... doesn't go overboard sweatdrop
Sakura Trees...
Only 3 paces away.
Walking Slowly through the streets.
In anticipation of the beauty
I come to see.
Beautiful Sakura Trees.
So many, oh so graceful.
Letting thier leaves fly free.
Onto the cold fall ground.
A thunderstorm looms in the west.
Its borders are dark and heavy.
It over shadows the trees and lets a brisk cold air sweep through the limbs.
A small roar is heard from the sky only a mile away.
As the clouds flow over, the wavering wind strengthens.
The arms of the sakura trees silently shake thier children.
And the children break free and venture into the unknowing world.
Into the palm of a grandmother.
I come to dream here.
I come to sit and listen to the silent voices.
So peaceful.
And oh so beautiful.
Only 3 paces away.
Walking slowly through the streets.
In anticipation of the beauty.
I come to see.
EDIT:
^^ Your poem is quite sweet Noblemen Remi
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