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here is my I am poem. I am by (insert name here) not telling my real name i am from a dark chained door. a black and dark door chained in blood. dark thoughts harbor behind these doors. my dark and evil past. the lock that keeps all that inside, is stained with my own blood. there is no one who dares to open these doors. not even the devil him self cant imagine whats behind it. i am from the dark chained doors. i am from the tiny cage. the tiny cage where i hide every day. unable to get out, and unable to move. this cage is my home, yet i want out. the doors to this cage has become rusty, and old. nothing in this cage, including me is pure. the cold bars that surround me are closing in. soon, unable to fit and unable to breath. i am from this tiny cage i am from blood stained hands. the hands that are used to kill, and destroy. hands that were week, but now filled with power. anger and pain has helped my hands fill with blood. soaked not only in the blood of others, but my own as well. trying to fight my weak past, destroying the strong and protecting the weak. these hands learned to destroy and kill. now my brain shall fallow with it. i am from blood stained hands. i am from the dark thoughts that had gathered inside. every time i look at people who put down others, i think of killing, destroying, and silencing. these thoughts shall kill me one day, yet for now, it has filled my heart with happyness. these thoughts filled my head with violence. these are the dark thoughts that gathered inside me. i am from feelings that have been trampled on. i stair at the people i hate with dark eyes. starring at them, as if my eyes were glued on them. my fist, clinching. my teeth grinding. and my heart pounding. and my mind going nuts. remembering how they ran over my happiness, hopes and dreams. getting angry and wanting to tear them apart. shattering my feeling and made me a pitiful fool. i am from the feelings that have been trampled on  |
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herez one of minez "The Shinobi'z Battle" "The Shinobi'z battle" I have stould strong thru this,with all my strength/ it haz never failed me,never not once haz it betrayed me/but i,i have betrayed myself,i have cried inside my soul,deep where no one can see the pain,see the pain that iz as scarz of tearz shedd over the past yearz,there iz so much i could tell,so much i could tell of my inner battle/but no wordz could define the complexity//i am the shinobi that fightz,fightz myself my two sidez that are continuelly there raging their silent battle/ as i struggle to stand strong,as i fight The Shinobi'z Battle//---NiNja_Hawkz  |
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on 2009-02-09 16:02:12 |
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As the waves of time wash over my feet from the sand of time itself. I stare out and sigh for that things, are never forever. As I see this my heart crumbles as I to is crumbling into the waves, forgotten into the waves of time. To the eyes of the one who has been hurt and been pushed, life is something that holds them back from what that soul needs. Take that away and like house of cards with a breeze, it can fell about and one can only hope that a small chunk has left when you open your eyes. Then see it has fallen to the invading pain that it has given you. Insanity is not made by others to make you that way. Insanity is made at the time you are born the rest of the path after that is for you to tread no one else. To the scatted winds of mountain air come and go, so do I. As silent as a gentle breeze on a open field in the nights of spring, I swiftly strike my enemies down as I vanish like the parting mist. For the few that can see the wind, only a few can captor the wind. Most get cut down before they're ably to unsheathe there swords in time. So goes the way of the assassin. As the Dance of Death plays out with the Song of Blood, I do not fear the swift moves of the dancers. For I'm drawn into the hypnotic vibes of the song and of the movement of the dancers, for I too dance to the same song as they.
As the Dance of Death plays out with the Song of Blood, I do not fear the swift moves of the dancers. For I'm drawn into the hypnotic vibes of the song and of the movement of the dancers, for I too dance to the same song as they.
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on 2008-12-22 22:40:37 |
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Here's a short one. The one I love with all my might. The one I'm thinking of tonight. The one that helps me make things right. The one I long to kiss goodnight. The one I dream of when I sleep at night. The one I think of when I hug my pillow tight. The one that makes me happy when she comes into my sight. The one I'm not giving up without putting up a fight. - To "The One" that changed my life.  |
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on 2008-12-22 19:00:43 |
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This is based on impossibilities - not everything is possible... Impossibilities Like a minute that will never start, Like a cloud that will never rain, Like ice that will never thaw out, Like a memory that will never fade, Like a trauma that will never shock, Like broken glass without being shards, Like a dream that will never stop, Like a wound without the scar, Like leaves that will never fall, Like a flower that will never whither, Like a child that will never crawl, Like a sun that will never simmer, Like throwing a life away, Like a perfect existence, Like going alone into the fray, Like always being able to sense, Like an eternal sanction, Like a true paradise, Like a graceful action, Like seeing through another’s eyes, These are impossibilities – Events that will never happen with ease These are all fragilities – Events that will collapse when reached
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on 2008-12-22 12:29:27 (edited 2008-12-22 12:30:40)
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it'z really short n not dat good, so... Wind Blowing and carrying flower seeds to place you never known to exist Through your hair it pass It blew on my face and it felt refreshing I try to catch it but it sliped away Like love that pass you by 
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on 2008-12-05 16:01:53 |
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Great poems everyone, been a while. I have yet to post new one probably sometimes soon. .-. |
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by hamano takumi
on 2008-08-06 03:55:18
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I'm new to writing poems... so do comment Death Death, Shivers the spine of all beings, A word that none can elude, The only touch that kills eternity, The only poison that murders forever, Without a cure, Wounding the heart of others, The most painful judgment Death, Closes the book of one’s story, Sending it’s victims on another quest, An adventure that is balanced equally on a thin line, Hanging above the blaze, Between the doors of heaven, Depending on our actions of good or bad Death, Have it mercy to none, Bows only to One, Given the duty to take, The one thing that’s precious to all, The first gift god blessed to mankind, The gift known as life… |
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The cigarette in the ash tray Symbolic of time passing The encroaching death when time seems distant and your heart is fluorescent with the light red hue of a morning sky remember those promises those promises you made... whilst I lie asleep in this bed of red coats and passed lives the hue of my cheeks softens for the final performance my throat weakens and drags out a tired cough! but there I sleep with my snore greeting the silence and your ears. wrote this right now what do you think. 
  
 
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 I wrote this like a month ago?! And was bored enough to play with it in paint.net. =] What do you think :o?  |
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I asked you if I was pretty, you said no. I asked you if I was fat, you said yes of course. I asked you if you wanted to be with me forever, you said no. I asked you if you would cry if I walked away, you said no. I had heard too much, and need to leave and as I walked away.. You grabbed my arm and told me to stay. You said... Your not pretty, your beautiful. The only thing fat, or big, about you is your heart. I don't want to be with you forever, I need to be with you forever. And, baby, I wouldn't cry if you walked away... I would die. 
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My poem ↓ :D What's done is done. Maybe there's one thing I should do, Maybe I should stop loving you. There's something wrong in me. But maybe I should just let it be. I try to cover it up. Not to show th hold-up. Just to hide the mistake. That brought you to the stake. And the foolish me is sad. 'Cause I have done something bad. That might have cause your death. Before I have my last breath. As I now see the truth, That I have been a brute For casting you away. For letting you go your way... Nice poems, guys. ^^
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on 2008-02-29 20:59:50 |
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This one called SEASON It's reggae in the forest as autumn sets the scene the trees are decorated in red and gold and green It's ballet in the forest out on a winter's night in black the snowflakes dancing all dressed in crystal white It's 60's in the forest when spring is in the air the fields are dressed in flowers dew diamonds in their hair It's bounty in the forest when summer sun shines bright a richness of green colours warmed in the golden light  |
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on 2008-02-29 15:23:41 |
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wow....i thought this old thread has gone RIP.... Okay...here's mine. I walk down an empty street.... It's dark, cold and quiet.... The sky looks like it's laughing at me.... Where i suppose to go ? The road still going on and on.... Endless.... But i keep on walking.... And walking.... Till the end of time.....   |
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I really like that, Clairvoyance ^_^ It really captures what I'm feeling right about now about leaving this place. Mines in a few months as well... W00t for teh CLASS of 2008! |
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hmmm . . . this poem is dedicated to all high school students who will graduate this school year. this is actually a project in school, and i cannot think of any appropriate title for it as of now. oh my gosh . . . this is making me think of my own graduation next month! Four years ago or so We stood up on this stage Wondering about high school The difficulties we will face We had great time in elementary But high school is another thing Everything seemed so different With the fun that we are awaiting Four years that were so wonderful The memories unforgettable All of those reminiscence Put smile on our faces Now this song I am singing Mixed emotions I am feeling This isn’t the end, this isn’t goodbye Because we’ll see each other again sometime With excitement for every experience The days passed quickly, one by one Everything was such an enjoyable bliss And now this chapter is done In the future, we will look back in the past Just sigh to ourselves after every recollection Crying and laughing, bygones happened so fast The stories we will share to the next generation |
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That was really good! I think I'm the same way, I just don't care anymore. Anyway, I have too many poems to choose from and no time to any right now, so here's a link to my writing.com portfolio! http://Writing.Com/authors/yaminokokoro 
"...It's because love is painful.
It's because broken hears bleed on this day...
...That's why love is red." ~"Why is love red?" |
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My first poem to post here!! XD Sowwy if its a little long ^^; Care No More Sittin in silence, alone and confused, tired, uninspired and emotionally abused... - I recall the sad day that you led me astray, I was like a small child just wanting to play. - But playing with fire, I surely got burned, heartbroken and sickened by the lesson I'd learned. - The love in my heart froze into disdain, it spread like an virus of hatred and pain. - You just left me here to cringe and to die, and I did for awhile, I would break down and cry. - But the hatred is melting and the love has returned, my soul is refreshed and I'm no longer burned. - I guess I'll forgive you, But I'll never tell. For in your own misery you'll have to dwell.. - Until you realise the harm you did to me, Your soul shall be chained, while mine now flies free. - But I don't have time to care what you do. You mean naught to me, as I once felt for you. - I'm fine by myself and I haven't a care. I'll remain here, while you wander elsewhere... - So I'll just sit here and smoke, maybe sicken a lung, one that holds breath of my sorrows unsung. |
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first try,~~ ^^ Friend or Foe Is that you? The one who I always met inside my dreams? Covered with blood and sacrifice? Are you the one in the million, Knight in the shining armor, that was just for me, dearly You? Something tells me, that's something's going to happen, which is that you? My worse enemy, that is painful to know.. Are you the companion for me? A guardian that can protect anything? It's impossible, since there's not even a chance, for me to.. Think.. For you, dearly You.. Because, we didn't know, who is the real friend... or foe.. Thank you... ^^   |
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Here's my poem. I realized this after getting my heart hurt by a guy I kind of liked: The Goodbye My head aches from the night before Even when I’m with you, I can’t really be sure If I’m myself or fading away To another place But what am I doing that for? I bit my tongue to not say a word My eyes closed to the things that were so absurd The world was shot My dreams forgot With one flight of the bird I walked my path and when I stumbled, caught along the dirty trail, I never fell to the ground, my heart never failed But why did I fall the hardest with you by my side? You watch me fall and all you said was good bye. Hope you Enjoyed. And so I cried, cause it hurt, but the only thing that must have been worst, I sighed, this is the good bye. I skipped and tried to catch that star Even when I knew it was far Off the way But to this day I still carry my scar Even when all I did was look to you I always smiled when you looked back too And though those days are gone We just move on And let it fly too, fly to the moon I walk my road and when I tripped, caught along the narrow side, I never once gave up for me, not once have I looked to the sky But why was it so hard to see with you here? I thought that everything would be better if I just had you near And so I thought and I knew, that from all the things I do, I sighed This is the goodbye Even when I looked around, not an escape to be found, I went to you and you came too, only to make me fall…and that was all I walked my path and when I stumbled, caught along the dirty trail, I never once fell to the ground, my heart never failed But why don’t I cry when you’re gone away? Even when I know that together, we just can’t stay. So now I look to the sky, only to see a clear blue And I smiled this time. This is my goodbye  |