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 Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2009 10:37 pm
I love my poetry! I think I'll post poetry here, be warned.
Talk about whatever if you want.
Floating up in the skies
Soaring like a cloud
I see birds fly by
I smile at them
I look down
Down upon the sea
Then I notice
The most amazing octopus
He's staring at me
Most wouldn't notice
This beautiful creature
I soar down
Down into the sea
I don't belong here
This I know
I am just a simple seagull
I look at this creature
I fall in love
But he sees another
A beautiful thing
When I look at him
I see his heart sing
I swear he gives me one more look
Then he follows her
Follows her away
I think of grabbing him
Not letting him run away
It was now that I realized
I was running out of air
A simple seagull
Not meant to be here
My heart was crushed
But I let him go
Maybe one day
One day, but not now
Maybe I'll find him
He'll come back to me
But I will just let him be free
LONG POEM!
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2009 3:10 am
woah crying poor seagull!
Nice poertry! Love it
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2009 1:28 pm
aww that's sad, but I love it!
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2009 3:06 pm
Another poem, talking about the person I love and how they affected me
All is fine in the city
All the jobs are being done
Nothing is wrong
So it seems
Then come a few drugs
A bit of candy
A few poisons, too
Things don't stop working
But a bit is altered
Now are the drugs are gone
The candy and poison
Things are almost normal
Again and Again
Then the city folk find chocolate
It's healthy to an extent
Addictive of course
And at first things are worse
Factories shut down
Electricity out
Cars worn
Clothes torn
Things no longer work
But for just a short time
Soon things get better
Better than before
Things are labored with love
Put into stores
Wind energy is used
Instead of oil
Bikes and walking people
Now fill the place
Used to be a nature-destroying city
Now an eco-friendly town
Though some might not see it
Things changed for the better
Not for the worse
And that chocolate you ask?
It's still around
Every person loves it
Every person in town
If you don't get this, it basically says I've liked people in the past who have made things worse for me, then I found this person I really like, and I couldn't concentrate. I now can, and they make me happy, though they're the octopus from the other poem. My poems usually have to do with my life.
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2009 3:26 pm
Swing, swing
Swing, swing
Higher and higher you go
Up they push
Up they push
Though you scream "No!"
Off you fly
Off you fly
'Till you hit the ground
Broken bones
Broken bones
Though you land without a sound
This poem is about peer pressure, and if how you give in, it usually ends up being bad.
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2009 3:52 pm
Up in the stars
Reaching for the moon
Reaching for whatever you can
You're up in the stars
But lost in space
You can't get up
You can't get down
Small particles of asteroids
Hit your face
All you know
Is you must get out of this place
All you can do
Is wish you did reach they moon
Hours pass by
Weeks' time flies
An astereoid goes past
Not small in the least bit
A beautiful asteroid
Going right by the moon
You grab on
You fly through space
And you reach the moon
I got inspiration from the saying "Reach for the moon. Even if you don't succeed, you'll land among the stars!"
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2009 4:02 pm
Staring at this paper
My mind goes blank
Trying to concentrate
But I can't think
I sigh in frusteration
I don't know this
I circle a "B"
Probably another miss
I go over the questions
Trying to find the key
I read over it again
I still don't know what the answer could be
I clench my fist in anger
As I turn in my test
I'll probably fail
Though I did my best
I guess that could change
If I study more
If I do that
I can be better than before
I saw someone in my math class staring with frusteration at a test. It made me write this.
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2009 4:11 pm
Flowing through the river
The water trickles on me
Tickling my toes
Drowning my thoughts
Life goes on
A new thing every day
A new spot to tickle
To tickle my fancy
Or to drown me
The blue water
Never as blue
Sticks and twigs
Old and new
They tough my skin
My brain and my heart
To let any water go
My mind clear
Or to seep through me
And drown my heart
The water goes faster
Starts to hurt me
No tickling my fancy
Drowning me
I open my eyes
Unplug my heart and soul
Let the water out
And off to land I go
I wanted that first water
To tickle me one more time
As I step in
But the only thing I know
Are the twigs left behind
New water this time
I step out again
I put my toe in
A twig hits me
A memory of what was said
You never step in the same river twice
I Had to do it for English Class.
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2009 4:17 pm
This poem goes 1 word, 2 words, 3 words, ect.
Buddies
My compadres
My friends are-
The best I have
People very close to me
The most memorable people of all
The people who can cheer me up
The group of people who can understand me
The ones who have my back all the time
The ones who are in my heart and soul forever
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2009 9:20 pm
Wow, you are extremely good with poetry. I love every bit of it. =D
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2009 11:13 pm
Thanks.
I thank everyone today
For the love you give me
The encouragment to stand up
When I was down
The freedom to write
The freedom to type
And to let everyone see
The inner me
Hmmm... I think I'll add that grilled cheese poem in here.
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2009 11:19 pm
This grilled cheese
It's all mine
Don't take a bite
And you'll be fine
Cheese dripping
From the side
Now you decide
The sandwich
Or you?
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Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2009 9:57 pm
It's the death inside
I know, I cry
My heart in two
Who to choose
Should I not choose?
Forever blues?
I don't want an empty heart
Not what I had at start
Please, filled with love
Fly like a dove
No guts to choose
No friends I'll loose
They don't know
I love them though
I can't decide
The laws I abide
The laws say no
I cannot go
I cannot choose
In pairs of twos
One love at a time
Otherwise a crime
I need them both
But which one the most?
If it won't work out
Is there a doubt
That we can't be friends?
All the loose ends
Will detach
My great Zach
This Jacob
Who is the love?
Who to choose?
Who to loose?
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