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 Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 5:46 pm
Because I'd like to create some 'witty' poems, if I possibly can. xD
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 5:52 pm
Twists and turns,
heat and burns,
stumbles and falls,
bricks and balls,
pain and suffering,
lies and blubbering,
you do it all,
you make me trip and fall,
you make me crack and break,
you make me quirk and shake,
you make me suicidal,
you make me homicidal,
you make me these things,
I don't want to be,
you make me think,
that love only brings,
nothings.
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 5:56 pm
Bird song,
live long,
you silly sense of right and wrong,
which doesn't come along,
to me at all.
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 6:08 pm
You come and go,
without a show,
or any snow,
but yet you fall up,
yet I fall down,
and we both fall opposite,
and I drown,
but I find myself up,
with you,
adjoined into one person,
but yet we are two,
in love,
yet apart,
yet adjoined,
and still gone without each other,
where ever are you,
my sweet?
I crave you and your attention,
my soul complete.
I am without you,
for so long,
and I wish,
to see you once,
and not so prolonged.
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 6:15 pm
Lovely beauty,
how I crave you,
and take you away,
within my world,
of death and despair,
of fields of fruits,
and gardens of gold,
I bring you with me,
though you beg and you cry,
for me to let you go,
and return to your mother above,
in the world of prosper,
and love,
but I cannot do that,
my lovely seed,
for I desire you,
and your beauty,
but you want out,
and you weep over your loss,
I try to make you like it here,
but you only continue,
so I am forced to give you up,
no matter how much I plunder you in gifts,
how I made the stars sparkle for you,
oh my sweet,
but off you go,
to your mother,
but before you leave me,
in loneliness,
and heartbroken,
I offer you one more thing,
the fruit of the dead,
yet you don't know that,
and I trick you into taking it,
and now you shall be made to stay here with me,
every half of the year,
my love.
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 6:21 pm
Please let me go,
I hate your world,
of baren,
and death,
of terror,
and disgrace,
let me leave,
but you hold me hostage,
from my mother,
and without any happiness,
though I know you try to give me it,
the splender I want,
but I can see that you are reluctant,
to do my bidding,
that I want out,
yet you are shrounded with lust for me,
and I am unsure about you,
but I know I want out.
At last, you let me out,
you leave me with sad farewells,
and the fruit of your kind,
but I am too blinded by happiness,
to notice the fruit,
will be my doom,
and I take the seeds,
of your fruit,
and am bound to your world,
forever,
every half of the year,
us together,
in eternity,
for we live endlessly.
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 6:09 pm
Piles of pages,
spilling from the sky,
each unfilled,
each undone,
all in stacks,
all in rows,
begging you unmercifully,
to write for them,
to solve their problems,
to get them done and finished,
only to come back with more,
swarms of parchment,
clutters of white sheets,
to sign and mend,
to unfold and to bend.
"Get me over and done with!" they scream,
"We wish to be fulfilled, we wish to be done!" they hollar,
"Make us die, make us bawl!"
But they keep coming back,
with twice as much,
doubling each time,
they come back,
with thrice as much,
tripling each time,
and so on.
But still,
they scream, "Get me over and done with!"
"We wish to be fulfilled, we wish to be done!" they hollar,
"Make us die, make us bawl!"
And on, and on, and on,
until you are no more,
and you have straight 0's,
and left with endless amounts of paper,
and how you hate paper,
now.
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 5:16 pm
I cage you like a bird,
I feed you as I will,
I watch you every day,
my eyes following your every move,
oh how I've desired you for so long,
yet you feel none of this,
you wish you could get away ever since I took you in,
you claw bitterly at your cell,
begging me to release you.
It makes me angry,
how you moan to leave,
making me think you could care less about how I feel,
but I also feel sorry,
sorry for what I have none of,
but I still do not wish to release you,
oh no I don't.
I let you out once in awhile,
but you are still forced to return to me,
and oh how that makes me happy,
seeing you again,
but how it makes you grieve,
makes you want to go back.
I confide you with gems and gold,
stars and diamonds,
yet you take them half-heartedly,
not even able to meet my eye.
I know you are still thinking about where you came from,
still waiting for that splended return to your world,
but you see?
I don't want you to go back,
not one bit.
Stay here with me,
I surely wish you would like it here,
however lonely it may be.
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2011 11:41 am
AWESOME! I love your poems!
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2011 12:37 pm
These were posted while I was gone and thus I didn't see them XD
I feel like the first poem is going to be how Oliver feels after he finds out Vladimir's the murderer. xD
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2011 2:29 pm
@NeonXatu; Thank you so much! biggrin
@Ciel; Oh my gosh, I didn't realize that before. xD That fits so well. If you want to put that in your part of the collab when he does, be free to. :3 As long as you say it was written on a napkin or something. xD
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2011 2:37 pm
OOOOH~~~ I just might >w>
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2011 2:53 pm
But first I must fix a typo. xD Yay~~ owo
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2011 3:08 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2011 3:14 pm
Confusion obscures my mind,
I see vague blurrs all the time,
either I'm this,
or I'm that,
I wish I could decide,
it's making me crumble inside.
I thirst for you,
but yet I thirst for someone new,
someone kinder than you've ever been,
more gentle,
not as eerie and quiet,
not as irritatingly sweet,
not so,
you.
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