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 Posted: Fri Jun 16, 2006 1:41 pm
Asha Ayama here i might give this one to my friend of whom I like ^_^ Boy FriendB- Is for the Beauty within... Not always outside O- is for OMG! Like "OMG he is actually talking to me" Y- Is for the Yearning that I have to tell you I like you. F- is for Friend, In which you are mine, And hopefully will forever be R- is for Real, this love is for Real I- is for Interesting, In which you are E- is for how Easy it is to get you to laugh N- Is for how nice you are, when you pick up my pencil D- Is for the Dire need for you to understand my feelings for you. I have spelt "Boy Friend" because I hope you'll be mine when I give this to you. Aw, that's cute!! xd heart
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 10:17 am
whee
At the age of ten,
I saw the truth
The lies you told,
Your secret's out
And everyone knows what you did
Thoughy you broke no laws,
And had no morals,
You tricked the minds of fellow soldiers
They gave their life
Just for you
And trusting you
With all they had
But you didn't care
And just walked away
Cuz you're heart turned cold
Like touching coal
ninja
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Second-In-Command-Of-Hell
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Second-In-Command-Of-Hell
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Posted: Mon Jul 10, 2006 7:34 pm
zomg, there is a poetry thread..
o.o'
And I posted in it?
neutral
I really don't remember..
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Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2008 6:56 pm
Crystals Dance in the Darkness
A sprinkle of that ephemeral powder,
the world halts all around.
A year's worth of sweat solidified
for none but me to see.
With a shudder I start to move again,
the form begins to crack,
the pieces falling here and there
upon the frozen ground.
My pace becomes confessed
as I walk the empty path.
A mausoleum of all man's pain;
forgotten troubles, not a sound.
Pieces of the hollow shell
fracture, fissure, fall away.
Within you'll find there's not a thing
to tell I ever had a heart.
Still on I walk as though reality had been the real burden.
The stage I cross is strangely bear.
No still-life statues left revering
their gods' unspoken paradigm.
I find of that I'm long since past.
A life of thinking I am right
has left me cold in knowing:
I am not the one who gets it.
There was not a thing to get.
So on I trek, leaving a trail
of transient, mirrored pieces,
that fracture, fissure, a fly away:
a thousand shimmering crystals
that dance everlastingly into the night:
that whisp'ring ephemeral powder
that turns the world to
Ice.
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 3:54 pm
I like it. Its good. But for some reason it feels like it stops and starts again. There is a thought, it ends and then another thought starts up. Like, it would be more functional as a paragraph rather than a poem.
But the feeling from it was beautiful, it just didn't flow.
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2009 5:41 pm
this one i wrote for the guy i love
your cute,your funny,your kind,your nice thats why i have to break the ice.
your eyes your hair your freckles i love.
you stand out like a golden dove.
your eyes are blue that's one of the reasons i love you
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 3:19 pm
The day I learned you went missing,
I was the last to know.
For hours I was left here crying,
why did you have to go?
Thoughts of you kills me inside,
The pain only grows stronger.
Each passing day I want to die,
I can't take this much longer.
My eyes slowly begin to close,
I remember all the words that you once spoke.
Your words were once as inspirational as a rose,
Now they are deadly thorns making me croak.
You said I was not alone because i still had you,
I will never forget that day.
What you said gave me the strength to continue,
But you apparently lied and didn't stay.
My mind doubts of your return,
But my stupid heart remains hopeful.
It is you for who my heart continues to yearn,
That is the one thing that i know for sure is not doubtful.
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