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 Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 9:01 am
Winged Legend
There is a legend of a man so strong,
So smart he could not go wrong.
They say, fir is at his command,
That his fire is blue, of no other brand.
Lighting and thunder are his brothers,
Get in their way, and see no others.
This mans name is Arinari,
The dinosaur he loathes, is Barni.
His wings allow him to take flight,
Like an owl in the night.
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 9:40 am
Eternal Beauty
As a flower grows, it reaches for the sky,
But doesn't bloom for this one is shy.
All the others have beauty in their own way,
And this one has been alive, ever since May.
People all around would see the flours,
Includin in sorrow, during the showers.
For day after day it stayed hidden,
Maybe to see it is forbeden.
But this day is different, taday it will shine.
For it's beauty is eternal, impssible to define.
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 9:46 am
This is my last peom that i have so far.
The love of my life.
You are the love of my heart and soul,
And to hear your voice their is a toll,
For whenever i hear that withc is pure,
My breath is taken away for sure.
My love for you gros with each day,
Now that love can fill up a bay,
And every time you come around the corner,
Your undeniable beuty becomes larger.
I've been to feilds of rases as far as the eye can see,
But nothing compairs to thee,
And you think and care about others,
Along with their brothers, sisters, fathers and mothers.
I know I've said this many times,
But your voice is unmachable, even for chimes,
That you are as gracful as a dove,
And my last thing to give you is my love.
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2005 1:04 pm
(this poem will be published in a book called the sound of poetry yayness!)
Childhood Of A Hero
One heart,
one dream.
One world,
filled with magic and laughter.
One world,
filled with fighting and fear.
One girl,
sad and lonely.
One boy,
friendly and caring.
Two friends,
loyal and true.
One day,
dark and gloomy.
Two friends,
torn apart.
Two tears,
hearts broken.
One heart,
lonely again.
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2005 1:06 pm
(this poem will be published in a book called the sound of poetry yayness!)
Childhood Of A Hero
One heart,
one dream.
One world,
filled with magic and laughter.
One world,
filled with fighting and fear.
One girl,
sad and lonely.
One boy,
friendly and caring.
Two friends,
loyal and true.
One day,
dark and gloomy.
Two friends,
torn apart.
Two tears,
hearts broken.
One heart,
lonely again.
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2005 5:50 pm
((Idea gotten from Mother Father and So right By Dave Matthews Band))
Mother
Father
How can we live
In a world
that's so bitter
yet so sweet?
How can one
rock his child to sleep
then kill his brother?
Mother
Father
Please explain.
Why can we just
love each other?
Love is so right!
We all say, but then
pull the trigger on each other.
Mother
Father
Explain.
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2005 8:18 pm
ladyluna2004 (this poem will be published in a book called the sound of poetry yayness!) Childhood Of A Hero One heart, one dream. One world, filled with magic and laughter. One world, filled with fighting and fear. One girl, sad and lonely. One boy, friendly and caring. Two friends, loyal and true. One day, dark and gloomy. Two friends, torn apart. Two tears, hearts broken. One heart, lonely again. good peom
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2005 8:21 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 5:39 am
im not exacly a poet so do not expect any poetry from me.
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 1:04 pm
Found in Knock at a Star
Her strong enchantments failing,
Her towers of fear in wreck,
Her limbecks dried of poisons,
And the knife at her neck.
The Queen of air and darkness
Begins to shrill and cry,
"O young man, O my slayer,
Tomorrow you shall die"
O Queen of air and darkness,
I think 'tis true you say,
And I shall die tomorrow;
But you will die today
-A.E. Houseman
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Posted: Sun Sep 18, 2005 2:23 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2005 1:50 pm
I dedicate this poem to all my friends..you guys know who you are!
Angel/Friend
I want to tell you thank you,
for all that you have done.
For staying by my side,
instead of trying to turn and run.
Sometimes I get stuck in a rut;
yes, my friends, it's true.
But I manage to pull through,
all because of you.
"Friends are angels who gave up their wings
and came down to Earth to help us to sing."
You gave up your wings to walk next to me;
to help me to laugh and teach me to sing.
Sent here from Heaven to fill me with cheer;
take my hand, wipe away every tear.
Thank you, dear angel, for being my friend;
together forever, friends till the end.
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Posted: Wed Sep 28, 2005 3:46 pm
did any one like my poetry???????
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Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2005 8:54 pm
Life a ****hole
Lifes a ****hole
Thanks to you.
Now i'm gonna scream
Cause i'm screwed.
I loved you because
I didn't know the real you.
Till I was stuck with you
I found out the truth.
Lifes a **** hole thanks to you.
I never lived proud
and I never lived wild
Cause I wanted to make you proud.
As I was locked
beneath this furnace of hell
of which you kept me.
So now I scream my lungs out
Hoping to be saved
from this never ending night mare.
but we know it won't happen.
cause lifes a ****hole
and were just F***ed!
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