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 Posted: Wed Apr 14, 2010 5:01 pm
Kira looked over to Shizu, "so, why are you here?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 14, 2010 6:21 pm
((third wall offically broken...))
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Posted: Wed Apr 14, 2010 6:27 pm
The shadow raised an eyebrow. "Your girlfriend has quite a talent." ((oh, i felt so bad writing that....))
Kissel cleared her throat again, and said, 'The next one is not so happy. Written as a revolution of myself, my next poem was written a few years ago at teh entering of a new comunity." ((i think, i don't really remember. I don't like this one too much, don't laugh at me smile )
"Alone in the Crowd
The pain’s unbearable
My vision’s going
Just gotta walk ahead,
Forget the tears
I’m too old for crying
Try to hurt me
Try to forget me
But I just keep living
Keep living, keep breathing,
I’ll never stop crying
Forever I stand,
Alone in the crowd"
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Posted: Thu Apr 15, 2010 4:42 pm
Kissel just blinked. 'Shizu. PLease go sit down before security drags you away and I have to bail you out of jail....again....."
((welll!? Whatdyathink?! Dinner.))
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Posted: Fri Apr 16, 2010 3:25 am
[[I wouldn't know much about poetry readings but I do know I like the poems! heart ]]
Kira snapped her fingers after a moment of silent staring at Shizu's burst of emotion, "didn't know anyone could actually put up with you, Shizu."
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Posted: Sun Apr 18, 2010 10:47 am
Hah. too bad the poem's true.
Alone forever is just the fate for you.
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 6:16 pm
The shadowy man just laughed. "yeah. not bad. Though, we are all alone in this world, one way or another. No use trying to change that fact."
((Now he sounds like Hawkon.....))
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Posted: Sun May 30, 2010 1:29 pm
i wrote this poem in 4th grade so i hope it is good
there once was a lion from spain
whowanted to brush his mane
he couldnt find his brush
and we all said hush
and he brushed his mane
its bad i know
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Posted: Sun May 30, 2010 2:49 pm
XxlewielovexX i wrote this poem in 4th grade so i hope it is good there once was a lion from spain whowanted to brush his mane he couldnt find his brush and we all said hush and he brushed his mane its bad i know ...read the first page.....
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Posted: Sun Aug 29, 2010 6:03 pm
A tall, thin man in a tattered trenchcoat and short-cut black hair and goatee slides into the cafe. He looks like he's been through hell.
He slides into the back, taking a quick seat, hoping to remain unnoticed. He smiles as he looks onstage, and crosses his arms on the table.
Vic Kroenig has arrived in his traditional manner -- antisocial and rather late.
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 11:28 am
Kissel smiled as Vic came in. Late, as always Houdini.
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