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 Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 9:02 am
I know we have a subform
where we can post poetry and stuff..
But I wanted to try and grasp peoples attention...
So put poetry in here...
it doesn't matter if it is good or not...
Just have fun...
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 9:05 am
Like heres a poem I did...
Roses
A petal of redness growing
from the ground
And opened feeling not
making a sound
Just sitting there waiting
to be torn from its roots
Leaving nothing but the ground
an soot
But when its plocked
its feelings it begins to share
As the worse ones are left
there to seem so bare
Its given to someone to
cherish and love
But not able to throw its
feelings out
To let them fly
like a dove.
Eventually the rose
will wither and die
Leaving sad emotions
for someone
To feel, and cry.
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 5:30 pm
Okay, but I mainly know limericks and I don't really want to follow up that lovely poem with
There was an old man named Todd...
see my dilemma?
It'll take me a bit.
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 5:43 pm
LOL... I SEE... BUT ITS OK... I DON'T MIND AT LEAST YOU WROTE SOMETHING IN HERE I WAS BEGGING TO THINK IT WAS A LOST CAUSE TO PUT POETRY OR ANY FORM OF WRITING... PEOPLE JUST DON'T LIKE POETRY AS MUCH...
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 12:35 am
I like poetry.
Do you have more?
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 8:13 am
yes I have a lot more...
I will post more in here...
here a couple more...
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 8:16 am
Together
We all pull together
at a time like this
As family and friends
we've all been blessed.
We cherish these blessings
with one another
As we grow together
we learn from each other
As the memories we show
and the stories we know
Combined together.
We become family
in this horrible outrageous weather
The tears from our hearts
and the passion in are soul's
Become words that ring and dance
over are empty holes
So we stick together
on moments like this
Because we are family
and we've been blessed.
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 8:20 am
This is one that I dedicated to my bf... hehe... Reasons
When all the pain and sorrow
coming knocking on my door
There you are be side me
helping me and so much more
You give me reasons to smile
through out the day
all those tender moments
i don't want them to fad away
All the things I said to you
helped me realize and understand
That I will always need you
to stand by me to hold my hand
My feelings for you will never change
even in the moments that seem so strange
Waiting for the day
when we will finally meet
Hoping that the future
will lead my small, and fragile feet
Even If I wait forever at least I tried
to be by you the one I love
to be by your side
Until that day comes
I will reach out to you through my words
and what I say
Knowing that the words
like I love you
have reached you today.
All the words you have said to me
have reached out and touched my heart
Re-a-shirring that loving you is one of the best,
and smartest things I can do
Loving the moments were you open up to
and share many things with me
I love sharing things with you
So these are the reasons why I care so much
Because your love makes me so happy
and helps reveal the person inside
Because I love being by your side
Because I LOVE YOU, and only you....
No one can change that
and we will love each other no matter what
loving the moments we share together
Loving the things that we do
so I hope that are futures will collide
so that way are love can be so true...
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Posted: Tue Mar 04, 2008 8:21 am
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Posted: Sun Mar 09, 2008 10:49 pm
no man, no man- you've got a whole guild to talk to. Don't be lonely- though it does make you write nice poetry...
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Posted: Wed Mar 26, 2008 7:23 pm
Demise
There will come dark nights and the sound of the rain,
And screams of people in smoldering pain.
The flames that engulf faces so pale—
They bite the flesh, like salt on a snail.
Bombs that explode every time someone turns
Hoping it stops as the whole town burns.
The ing of buildings that bend and crash.
A trembling hand falls onto ash.
A view from space—the sphere of Earth.
The mother never again gives birth.
Her land is brown, not the normal green.
Her oceans red—we're so obsene.
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Posted: Wed Mar 26, 2008 7:24 pm
Lunar
The crescent glows, not as rich as the rays of day,
But throwing a cloak over secrets.
Though it’s not full, you can still view
The faint circle completing the backwards “C,”
If you look for a while, you might notice
The craters. Splotches of gray on silver silk.
Its light reflects off my skin,
A pale glow.
The air on my skin cool and moist like water,
I feel like a ghost.
The rustling of the leaves in trees
Are the only sign of life.
Except for the occasional hooting owl or chirping crickets.
The sparkling stars don’t notice people slipping
Into the shadows. They could commit a series of atrocious deeds
Spreading like a virus. The moon would not pry.
The sun’s eyes observe everything, but the moon isn’t as nosy.
Its eyes wander off
Into the distance.
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Posted: Wed Mar 26, 2008 7:26 pm
Comic relief:
The Gettysburg Avada Kedevra
Voldemort floated through the Soul Society.
A place where the souls of the rest.
A bluebird sang.
With a flick of Voldemort's wand, the singing stopped.
A man in a suit with a top hat and a beard intrigued him.
Stepping over to him, he pointed the wand.
Terror engulfed the man's face.
Lincoln looked appalled.
"Who are you!?" hissed Voldemort.
Silence.
"I asked you a question! Answer the Dark Lord!" His slit nostrils flared.
"My name is Abraham Lincoln."
"I am the Dark Lord,
You-Know-Who,
He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named,
Tom Riddle,
But greatest of all, I AM LORD VOLDEMORT!" The name echoed.
Voldemort leaned in and slid his wand against Abe's neck.
The top hat fell over 6 feet.
Abe's eyes shot open as he looked into Voldemort's eyes. Lincoln was aghast.
"We are not enemies, b-but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory, stretching from every battlefield and patriot grave—"
"Blah, blah, blah!" Voldemort complained.
"Of course we’re enemies!
I muggle vermin like you!"
Muggle? It was Lincoln's turn to look confused, again.
All men were created equal! Lincoln widened his eyes.
"Fourscore and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent a new nation, conceived in liberty and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal."
Hatred burned in Voldemort's eyes.
"The only state I brought on was that of utter chaos and !
All men are created equal, HAH!
It's clear: The purebloods te,
And as for the Mudbloods, they don't deserve to use their bodies to wipe my floor.
And, you, MUGGLE, are the filthiest! You're worse than the bugs on the window sill!
I YOUR KIND!"
Abe tried to recover from his shock.
Lincoln was horrified. He was urged to argue.
Offended, he opened his mouth
Then closed it, knowing better.
He stood for a moment, his face a horrified puzzle.
Then he turned and walked away
Saying his last departing words:
"I leave you, hoping that the lamp of liberty will burn in your bosoms until there shall no longer be a doubt that all men are created free and equal."
Voldemort looked appalled. And speechless
Then looked down at his chest: Bosoms???
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Posted: Wed Mar 26, 2008 7:27 pm
And a random poem about a Quincy
Glowing blue longbow
In her pale hand
She pulls the string
Which has no real texture
But complies with her hand's motion
On top of a building
She jumps in midair—
Her black hair whipping around
Covering part of her face—
And fires the arrow
At the monster below.
The white dress she wears
Over her pants
With the blue stripe
Down the middle
Flares upward as she
Lands softly on the ground.
The large black monster
With a ed white mask
Partially over its face
Bares its claws
Howling
Like a yeti
And then disintegrates
Into the air.
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