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Dedicated to terrorism in INDONESIA I'm Sorry if my english is bad. Smoke still hang heavyly on the air.... High tension of fear still there.... Smells of death spread..... No one seems standing there..... Half conscious i see...... A women sat next me.... Now laying far away in corner of the room.... Lifeless.... Almost unbelieveable i see.... The waitress that seved me.... Head is only the remain of her.... The body might spread all over the place.... Then....the pain hit me..... HURTS..... Then i realize..... Half of my body has gone...... By: RED RACKHAM 2005   |
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by :(*):Mangetsu:(*):
on 2005-11-29 18:30:41 (edited 2005-11-29 18:38:56)
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WOW it is deep and strong
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Very well done red rackham, in perfect english too. Sad though... |
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Awesome response to my inquring mind. I had hoped there would be alot of writers out there. Very cool. And just so im not a thread moocher ill give up another spur o the moment haiku or two. a haiku a day keeps the doctor away unless you eat hay please refuse my incessant chatter im full of blather why dont you just tell me to scatter  |
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by yuyue hirakiseira
on 2005-12-18 21:27:20
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this is from me i've change it a bit hope you all don't mind It's just this way to love you , kill you ... If that could be , It would be a perfect happiness!! After you kill me , You eat my dead body... Cook me for a day and night... Make me into stew . Afterwards , Suck my bones clean . When my entire body has been eaten by you , I can finally become your blood and flesh . Then... I'll belong entirely to you... If we join together like this , You will be able to reach my heart. hope you all enjoy it^^
never regret for what you have done!!!!
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sorry it took so long but i have finally found it. heres the poem i wrote a back in september. hope its good. Sometimes I feel sad, Sometimes I feel blue Sometimes I wish I wouldnt love you You were my sister, I don’t know what happened I was you brother, Fuck, I was wrong We were a happy family, Was it my fault? You said it would never change, But I couldn’t control myself I told you I loved you as more than just friends You said it didn’t matter, That things would stay the same I acted as I nothing was ever said, But you completely changed You said I was still your brother, I said hi Yet you ignored me, You just walked by I’m tired of this Your brother is still here Patiently waiting, but also fading All I’m saying is good bye Goodbye with this kiss Our first and last kiss.  |
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by yuakara_99
on 2005-12-21 01:30:07
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In every mirror i see myself From my within i race through death... Inside of me lies from a soul.. But i cant fall...fall in love..... With You.... |
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by kageno_tsuki
on 2005-12-21 05:05:29 (edited 2005-12-21 05:06:33)
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hey.. i finally... decided to post one of the poems i made.. i make lots of poems... but im kinda shy of people reading it... so i FINALLY.. with crucial decision making decided to post one.. here you go.. hope you like it.. ~~dont know how~~ dont know how.. a sudden fleeting image floats infront of my eyes and i see you.. the faded picture of yesterday the rejected love of passing years. a sudden fleeting melody floats in my ears.. and i hear your voice. the faded song of what was left.. the unknown melody of the broken sounds that haunts me.... a sudden fleeting feeling comes back to me... and i feel your pain again.. the pain weve always unconsciously shared... the pain of the scars that will never seem to heal.. then tears fall down.. because i just dont know how.. that your face,your voice... can bring back the painful memories we have left behind.. i just dont know how.. i can keep on waiting.. waiting and waiting.. for that face and voice to pick up the forbidden pieces of what we have painfully left behind.. All of them... they seem so perfect...yet so fake... |
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on 2005-12-21 08:18:46 (edited 2005-12-21 08:20:49)
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when i was trying to find a job and i can't get one because i'm what most people call impractical. here, you can't choose the job you want or you will end up unemployed. i graduated last 2004 april, and i've had tried 2 jobs so far but none made me feel good. i'm to be jobless again sooner. i just resigned. i don't want to do what i usually do this past months. it's killing me. The sky is crying, it cries with me. For I am a failure today like I was yesterday And I will be tomorrow What could be harder than this? What could be more painful than losing? I see nothing… While all else are having fun, Here I am suffering. What good will a new day bring? I see myself still hurting. If things are not meant to last forever, Is failure one of those things?  |
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on 2005-12-23 15:53:46 |
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Awakening... As the blackness comes to a halt, there is life again from a corpse, one rises again to make a difference, waking up in a dark room, nothing to see, nothing to feel, you look at your hands...those hands...can be a form of a greeting,handshake,a form of anger, a fist, a form of appreceation,applause, a form of frendship,holding hands, you look at your feet, nothing to feel but the bitter cold wind, you step aside from the darkness into light, the trembeling soul of hell's minions fear you, cold hands slip through the torso, a sign of red liquid oozes out of your torso, you feel an inflicted pain which is cold,sharp, and deadly, being born again, the life's objective has been reset, it is time...for your awakening By þos§8À (Krosis8a) hehe by me! kekekekeke ^_^   |
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by Tasuki17502
on 2005-12-23 23:14:43
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Wow. Poems huh? These are much better than my own, but what the hell. I might as well post my two poems that I kinda like. Written by me, as if that weren't already obvious. On This Solitary Road By Tasuki17502 I will always be here, and you there. But, I will always love you. Now as I walk a path alone, you are on my mind. I will never choose this path again, you are not at my side. I look back behind me now and think. We went through a lot. We went from hate, to friends, to almost love. Until I lost the only chance, as I continue to move forward. Unaware of my own mistake, I walk the path of solitude. No soul can ever reach me here, But yours. It can pull me off this road. But I am fine here, alone. I have been for years, so I can be fine now. There is still time, Will we take it? I don’t know. But if we do, love must be shown. Not one way, not the other, but BOTH. Only then can your soul reach mine, on my solitary road. and the other one: Don’t let me feel unwanted in this world ever again. Now that I have felt love, I never again want to let go. I often find myself in a wandering world. With you. I have realized my reason for living. To make your living better. To be with you as much as I possibly can. Even if that means leaving everyone else I know behind. Just to see you. People think that I can just not see you. I have tried, but I can’t get my mind off you. When someone else is with me, I feel uncomfortable and unable to let out the same feelings that I normally can with you. They are not you. I love you always. now I KNOW I am insane..... see what love does??? I don't think even my best friends that know me personally have seen those. I know they probably aren't very good. My poem writing isn't that great, and at the time I was just writing down feelings. In case any of you are wondering, I no longer have love for this particular person. The person faked love in order to solve personal probablems and eventually betrayed me. Trust rivers ran thin after that, and they still do. |
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Ang Binuang Akoy tutula Mahabang mahaba Ako'y uupo Tapos na po
I am what I am. I am what I used to be. I am Sang!!! Parang engot.
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I think of myself as..... A monster. A Demon. These rigid frezzing hands that kill the inoncents... my eyes that rush with anger and passion of the color red. do you think that A monster that lives and breathes death can love? My heart that feels pain and Darkness rages like the tiger protecting it's young. Knowing that my body wasn't made to create,but to destory I'm not alone. my sister made that one last week I have another one I wrote myself the one below is what I wrote. I wish that you knew me... I wish that I'll kiss you thinking that one day you lay beside me. your smile that lights up a room... warms my body and gives me strength of a powerful rainstorm. Your soft,smooth,slender hands rub my chest slowly moving up to my face. looking into your eyes that stay so Focused on me started to settle down and close. Her body slowly leans near mine... As I wrap my arms around her one around her waist and the other under her chin. All of a sudden she grabs my hand and leads me to her house on a rainy night. she wants me to come in? I think.... Is this it?this dream?Is it coming ture? I hope those two poems are good |
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I wrote this poem, cause I like the number 42, duh. 42 is the most random number You couldn’t find any one even a plumber Who couldn’t agree That this number is better than three Everyone on that is Except for Dan Hovis Who is thinks that the number three Is better than thee Number 42 What would I do with out you |
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WOW! So many talented writers on Gendou. Sorry I havent posted in here in a while. I finally got off my lazy rear and typed up all the poems i wrote in my journal. So instead of posting them over time ima go ahead and post my computers whole stock of my poetry... Haiku's... Eyes like fiery diamonds Bright ivory skin Falling in to her beauty -Mysterious Girl Your hitting the birdie silently sails over the net only to be returned -badmitton Grim Black roses bloom surviving by the moonlight a midnight warning -Out for a stroll Short Poems... All the tears of the human race Are just raindrops on my face -Cold Hearted Always wrong sometimes right sleep to long up all night hear a song what a sight understanding desperation -Strife I never thought I would literally feel the passionate furious flame sparking within me irresponsible and uncontrollable rage blinds me a molten core in the depths of my mind im as crazy as the rest of them im just better at hiding it -inside my head If I didnt laugh Id cry the cynicism of a teenage youth -High School Longer Poems... He comes from the fore ground making a big sound as if he fell down into a band stand full of musical clowns whod much rather drown then have to stick around and you dont frown because this makes sense like a picket fence and now from hence forth youll be much more careful of the big hole in the back of your brain and try to stay sane as a church mouse living in a house with your next door neighbor his name is wilbur he likes taking pills so i guess youll kill the time with a poem -Rapping Rapping at my chamber door How many bad things rhyme with fun theres gun for the pacifist fun for the obese stun for the always moving none for the needy and the greedy undone for the perfectionist re-run for the couch potato pun for the humor ignorant a ton for the lazy a sweet bun for the dieting nun for the bad children Hun for his enemies fun is not so fun when rhymed -Nothing good comes of fun Push the button start the war close your mind be medias whore open the windows lock the door lay your face on the floor helping people is such a chore you cant fight it anymore evrything is blood and gore buying water at the store bury hope deep in the core the future is what it was before -Life via contradictions A box to hold our secrets in our dirty little societal secrets hidden in our secret minds to keep us feeling sacred and clean a box to take our painful memories out of to replay in our minds all the moments we had thought forgotten to think outside the box must mean sure and utter destruction for it happens so very seldomly -Boxes of poemetry If only I could hope to see The sky above or the sea below so I could know eventually that the world was made for me If only I could try to sense the truth behind the garbled words A translation of the text so that even the next piece of evidence can solve all of the nonsense I wish that I could speak to you comforting words for you to hear and to hold dear If I could but only speak true all of the things that you are due -Complications I want to tell you a story about a cool guy who saw many things out of each deep blue eye He heard many stories people told him their fears they told him their sorrows and things to redden ears the cool guy did listen and gave his advice he liked helping people It made him feel nice the stories kept coming so much through the years that he became overwhelmed and was brought to tears but the cool guy told no one he kept it inside he thought he could handle it and oh how he tried then something happened the guy fell in love all worries were vanquished it felt like help from above he forgot all his worries at least for a while he helped only the girl he used all of his guile but the girl loved another she had said as much so the guy was helpless he could look but not touch the guy was depressed he felt so alone and all of his worries came crashing back home he sat deep in thought on one sleepless night and came to realize he would be all right he could still love the girl while she loved another he would persevere as the big older brother the guy was happy again he had purpose in life he would help others again and get them through strife the cool guy is back feeling fresh and new and you can see peace in his eyes that are blue -For Me I feel the pressure inside emotion made physical words will not describe full to the brim overflowing cant stop the swirling in my own head cant stop the thoughts from coming feels like madness discontent with the way things are want to be gone want to be away from this place depression and anger like a stagnant well it makes me sick too many thoughts to sleep trapped in my own mind am I mad has reality deserted me have i gone over the brink too quiet outside roaring inside -Madness |
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by yuakara_99
on 2006-02-03 21:40:18
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Ako ay may lobo Lumipad sa langit Di ko na makita Pumutok na pala Sayang ang pera ko Pambili ng lobo Sa pagkain sana Nabusog pa ako HAhAHa!!! E2 pa! Kung nakakaintinde kau ng pangasinan: Bugtong Bugtong Andeket Tumbong Hehehe!! |
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" Uninvited " Like any uncharted territory I must seem greatly intriguing You speak of my love like You have experienced love like mine before But this is not allowed You're uninvited An unfortunate slight "You speak of my love like you have experienced love like mine before"... I remember I told you this already... And your actions made me push myself away from you. Let this words be signs to you... You're not allowed... You're uninvited... I'm sorry... but you are.... this poem was made for me by the girl i really loved and cared.. unfortunately .. she was for someone else.. but in cases she needs me i was and always be there.. but it doesnt mean i will be there as always...my life will go on and on .. forgetting her was hard..and everytime i hear the sounds of her song.. i cry.. i still love you my mi alma..soi. ~~~~>Raww was here!  |
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Here i come ! I hate him !!! He lock me with heavy chains.... Seal me inside of dark chamber.... Torn all of my hopes.... Curse him !!!! Curse all who adore him !!!! And all who do his orders !!! His heart is as hard as rock and as cold as steel !!! Until now i've been hating him.... Even his sharp bullet has rip my body.... My hatred is eternal.... Until the end of your life.... Emperors !!!!!! |
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Another one is coming ..... It's not a poem... We...born....strugle....die..... born....strugle....die.... Devilish circle....repeated... For almost 10.000 years of human's civilization... |
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before i start kimmy is my bestfriend so that you'll understand the poem -------------------- i wrote this back in the past when i was full of teenage angst, even though i'm still a teenager today but with a little less angst on my way. ----------------- this isn't something new.... by kasheica what i'm saying isn't something new, so i'll explain in Kimmy's point of veiw. she feels that she is so beautiful but in reality, i say she's pityful. she may not know it but its true what i'm saying isn't something new. compare her with kristin lee tell me what you think you see two peopl, worlds apart now to begin fron the start she may not know it but its true what im saying isnt new you nearly stole my part in a play i cant bear it of you stay, so stay away from me today release me from this dismay. that is when i realized its no0t worth it being nice so im making this poem for you so you'll know what makes me blue you dont know this but its true what im writing isnt new ------------------------------------- is it okay to post a song? me and kimmy already composed 8 songs. we're planning to join the battle of the bands next year i'm our school's resident song writer/ composer/ designer/ stylist and i make accessories and sell them to the people here kimmy is our school's resident actress/ singer im a guitarist and she play keyboards my barkada plays the drums, bass etc.
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