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 Posted: Fri Mar 26, 2010 12:27 pm
Ok,for all you poets out there,here you can post poetry and rate others!
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Posted: Fri Mar 26, 2010 12:34 pm
I made a poem because my friend,Kaie torments us and makes us do his work
As I torment them,hear them cry,
I cant help but to let out a sigh
I call them weaklings,
I hunt them down
I just watch them suffer,
And watch them frown
They say they hate me,
I can beleive
I watch them carry,
I watch them heave
Plz rate this,it took me an hour to think of it when I found this group
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Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2010 9:53 pm
What If?
What if the funds are low and debts are high,
And you want to smile but have to sigh?
What if the road you're trudging is all uphill,
And your hope is gone and not filled?
What if you need to cry and no one's there,
And you streak your fingers through your hair?
What if you're suddenly hardest hit,
And you know one thing: you must not Quit?
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Posted: Tue Apr 06, 2010 7:35 pm
plz go easy on me the rhyming is a little funny but i had fun with this one...its a lot lighter than most of my stuff
Sometimes I wonder what’s in my eyes
When you look at me that way
If someone is hiding there
Waiting to creep out someday
They say if you look in someone’s eyes
You see the truth about them
I wonder who lives in my eyes
And if I represent them
If not, perhaps it’s time for me
And everyone around this place
To find the person in our eyes
And let them take shape in our face
The emotions there are clear
The thoughts, intents, and lies
Someone should really dig in deep
And extract the spirit of their eyes
Set them free and let them roam
Wear their identity as your own
Because the person in my eyes
Is who you should have met and known
If they have been there all along
(I don’t think this is true)
But if they have I’m asking
For them to be okay for you
I find that people judge a lot
Not knowing what they think
They don’t want to know you yet
You only take them to the brink
So go ahead and pass that point
Good comes to one who tries
Jump off the edge and know me well
Enough to know my eyes
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Posted: Sun May 16, 2010 3:17 pm
thats kinda funny, because right now im supposed to be typing a poem i wrote for english. but im stuck, because... i didnt want to type it cus i knew if i started typing id have to edit and change(its a compultion) so im stuck on a transition. XP and its about 3 pages long now.
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