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 Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2005 11:23 am
This is where you can post your own poetry.
You can also post poetry that you like, but be sure to name the author.
3nodding
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2005 11:26 am
I have no ability to rym, see i cant even spell it right...
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2005 12:01 pm
Here's a short poem that I wrote yesterday.
[ Distorted ]
Memories engulfed me today
I tried to hold them at bay
They pushed and shoved their way
What ever I do or say
I can't make them go away
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Posted: Fri Apr 15, 2005 5:15 pm
At school, instead of analying poems like we're SUPPOSED to be doing, we're analying rap lyrics gonk My teacher was trying to show us what various writing skill thingys were in a song by Ludacris. Save me cry
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Posted: Fri Apr 15, 2005 5:37 pm
im not very good with words, why i paint instead!
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 9:25 am
KookyKittyKat At school, instead of analying poems like we're SUPPOSED to be doing, we're analying rap lyrics gonk My teacher was trying to show us what various writing skill thingys were in a song by Ludacris. Save me cry Rap isn't music, much less poetry. Poetry doesn't need to rhyme like rap seems to always do. Read Emily Dickenson--her poetry doesn't rhyme and she was well known. Rap is the new fad and I really dislike it. I dislike the new vocabulary that came along with it too. Words like "pimp" are a disgrace to our society. Most people don't even consider these words offensive, and they say that the meanings have changed--well the meaning for the word "********" changed--why do we still not use it, or are not allowed to use it. It's an offensive word and I think that other words such as "pimp" should be catorgized in the same fashion as the word "********." I think that maybe I just don't like the way society is today. Bah! I'm ranting... I'm going to stop, I think people got the meaning.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 7:14 pm
This is what I consider my best poem...
[ Untitled ]
I despise this abyss
Of pain and lies
This illogical, defective shell
In which I am still hiding
Alone and afraid I freeze
In an ocean of memories
I ignore this maelstrom inside me
And I sacrifice my sanity
I still don't have a goot title for it though...
And it's kinda sad that I can type that by heart...
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2005 3:59 pm
[ What's true... what's real? ]
When it hurts so much
and I can only laugh.
Look at me strangely,
because I've cracked
I can't stand this place,
the hallow walls and the disgrace,
the evil eyes staring me in the face.
Strip me from my soul,
I was never really whole.
Torn and broken,
I am the cliche,
the hurting child,
the dissociated teen,
the reckless adult.
Where do I really fit in?
I don't, because I have
Never seen the true light of day,
Never smiled a true smile,
Never laughed a true laugh,
Never felt true happiness.
Sugar-coated sorrow,
Day after day,
Continue the lie
that my parents told,
Live the life of a broken one,
Die with the lie
that consumed my soul,
the darkness that will
Eventually swallow me whole.
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Posted: Fri Apr 22, 2005 10:10 pm
[ Dead ]
I punished myself
Doomed to starve
My scared mask
Was broken and cursed
My invisible wall
No longer protected me
I realized it never did
My secret exposed
Failed and shamed
I tried to hide
Plagued by thoughts
Day and night
Open wounds
And hidden scars
Forbidden anger
Hidden away
My gravestone will say
She didn't want to live another day
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2005 11:05 am
i used to write a bunch of poems, but now i guess i'm out of material. the last poem i wrote i put in my journal, so if u wanna read it, that's where it is.
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Posted: Tue Oct 04, 2005 10:44 am
Wow, you're a really good poet, Bianca!
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Posted: Tue Oct 04, 2005 10:53 am
Broken Hearted
I lie awake in my bed
Thinking of you as my shattered heart continues to pound
Each beat sending a fresh wave of pain through my battered body
I feel the crimson glass, fleshy yet sharp, piercing my lungs as I struggle to breathe
I cannot comprehend how you could do something like this to me
Did our time together mean nothing to you?
Was I simply a toy of which you grew bored?
You?re cruel actions echo in my mind
The images of you together stuck on replay before my eyes
My best friend together with my only love
How could you betray me so?
Is your heart so bitter cold?
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No...
It's not...
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As these salty tears run down my face I know that you did not want to hurt me
You never wanted me to feel this way
You hoped I would understand, move on
Well understand I do
Move on? I cannot
Promise you will love her
Promise you will care
Don?t let this one escape
Don?t let her fall away
I pray our friendship lasts
And that my broken heart will heal
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Posted: Tue Oct 04, 2005 10:57 am
Warning
Can't you hear the warning?
Blaring into life
Can't you hear it screaming?
Wailing through the night
Listen to the sirens
Can't you hear them cry?
Filling every corner
Filling up the sky
As the morning's dawning
See the forests burn
Did you not see the warning?
I guess you'll never learn
You didn't hear the warning
You didn't hear it cry
And now that it is morning
I guess it's time to die
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Posted: Tue Jul 25, 2006 9:30 am
Well Hello so here goes.....
Self reflective aspect of Titans
Overated by self affliction of self mindset,
underminded by those that self commitedly pronounce their superiority,
bringing the dasterdly and self rightous diobolic schemes that you hide inside,
just notice the fire burning ever burning in my eyes,
finally to the point of not caring about caring anymore,
when you see past it there is nothing but nothing,
I've sat back and listened to the poisonous words flickered by some people,
but soon you will have to deal with that of what you could never think,
a titan by normal standards of self devoted power ,
you see,
whats worse then facing a person that is alone only with him self,
but someone like me who is devote in belief of ones self,
knowlege that I am the true one facing these pains,
defacing the problems that await me in every direction,
so I ask you this,
what would you do if you cornered me and watch my blue steel eyes flickering beyond what you see,
looking not at you but into you ,
not with hate ,
not with fear,
but as in to find who you truely are,
your truthful undiveded aspected heart,
so what is dangerous someone that does not know you,
or someone that has taken the time to know you all to well.
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Posted: Tue Jul 25, 2006 9:31 am
Short one Depressing I know lol but I was bored and went with it...
Choas and Hate
I have created this chaos in my heart,
although its all seeming to fall apart right here within me,
wish there was a way to open my mind,
instead of feeling so lost and left behind,
but here it is kind of like a broken dream that will never mend,
forced to fend for myself in every aspect,
but,
I have already created this chaos in my heart,
what are you to do when you think you have lost it all,
feeling like your about to fall and never be here for the end,
impending doom as one might say crawling up your spine,
and every line that one might say means so little as of late,
but ,
alas I have already taken the bait and been filled with so much hate,
and created this choas in my heart,
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