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on 2006-06-14 00:02:27 (edited 2006-06-14 00:04:28)
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wrote a poem this morning....it's dedicated to my awesome bf, Moonstone! ^.^...took me a long time to write, but every second i spent on it was worth it! XD (oh and feel free to comment/criticize ^.^) My love, My friend, My shining star You love me and I love you… And we are so perfect, we two! But when ever i see you, i never want to part, And scatter the sky with my bloody heart. In your eyes and sparkles in stars and soft hisses, Buds into roses- and cakes, and kisses. Yellow moon and bright yellow stars Silver lightning and asterisks. Stumble and tremble in a bittersweet flavour, Sprinkled with gold and a pinch of silver. I shine in the darkness and light up the east, And all because i love you, if you please. And when you meet me, you are much wiser, And goes up in a curious wonder Of colourful rainbows and hot hot suns, And flowers all beautiful and full of fun. White lilies and roses Explosions of pink and blue, Treasures of rubies, green jewels. As you smile, you wake the entire sky… Such treasure we have, we two! Because you love me and i love you… 
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Little poem..maybe bad... Shine like a sun In the middle of darkness Over the cloud High...so high... Down here... Under the tight hands of trees I sleep Eternal sleep But.... I see you... Shine on the sky Showering my bed with your light Take me ! Take me with you ! Leave this jail of flesh and bone Fly high like you Eternaly Shine Shine Shine........ Phew....It was a sudden poem that pop on my head....   |
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by SeaCucumber
on 2006-06-14 01:36:46
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I tried to make this poem as long as possible, but I failed T-T *~Recipe for Dreams~* So you want to make some dreams? It's not as easy as it seems It takes hard work and patience; Don't keep an ounce of vengeance. So come on in, And let's begin; We'll make the best dreams yet. First, add some honey; So sweet; so pure. For sadness and depression, A natural cure. A sprinkle of stars From Heavens above, For that vibrant feeling; And a whiff of love. A spoonful of colors, All kinds; all shades. Look through your memory Of joy and parades. Some small bits of oddity, And a squid or two. You need to think of randomness; And make the squid turn blue! Want to add some strawberries? They're very red this year. Sour, red, and very juicy, To grief, they're a cheer! Toss in some feathers from angels so bright; How 'bout some devil's hair, bathed in light? We need to think about your health, So how about some broccoli? The potion need be clearest, so Forget about your misery! A pinch of passion, To let it all out. A dash of expression; A smile; a pout. A little snow, For that magical feeling; A handful of rainwater, For a bit of healing. OK, you're done! Not very easy, was it? Use it well and use it dearly, For I'll see you in a bit! Eh...that last line was supposed to mean that the potions master would visit the apprentice in his/her dream that he/she made :P
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Escape the glimmer of city lights; Stranded in the crying rain, Taking joy and adding pain. |
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Another one come..Taken from opening schene of Garo When there is light Shadows lurks and fears ranges By the blade of night Mankind has given a hope Another one is originaly made by me People live for their dreams Struggling never ending effort never ending journey But Mankind has nearly lost Lost inside their own dream Nightmare Shadows covering them Bind them Into the hand of darkness Fear spread Death swarm above their head But..... The Light is still there Waiting Waiting for someone who realize it The light will give a hope For someone who find it And for everyone who showered by its light And for the world that swallowed by darkness But Darkness will undestructable It will comeback Sometime Inside our heart |
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on 2006-06-14 08:21:38 (edited 2006-06-14 09:52:31)
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started writing this after the last conversations last night. Each stanza was increasingly difficult to write as it went on, which might be evident. Nocturne The dim music lands on dreading ears of those of youth and fleeting years. The Nocturne plays for all. The somber notes weave though silent streets and darkened halls with tepid beats. The Nocturne plays for all. In hushed reverie the tones withdrawn flow into dreams all want forgone. The Nocturne plays for all. |
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Woah... poems by people other than me! Cool! FallenAngel wrote the photo negative of what I write... Red's poem was coller than they thought Recipe for Dreams made me hungry... (heh heh..) And Daedalus returned withsome melodrama. Awesome. It somuch fun actually being able to read instead of write. DOCTOR'S ORDERS: Post more! |
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Now you understand why I wanted you to post them?     |
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Maybe I should post some o my work? Meh... Ill do it eventually.  |
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on 2006-06-14 18:00:56 (edited 2006-06-14 18:03:28)
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This one is another translation: -Memories. How do we remember? Is the brain some sort of jar that we keep our memories in? If it is, when we die, does it break? So they will fly around like feathers in the air and get lost Or is the brain a map, that goes through lost lands and hide in dark spots? Maybe that's it. What if some explorer goes through the lost land and finds the dark spots? Then it will be his turn to keep the memories until their lost. It sounds much better in spanish. |
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(Untitled) Written whilst sober... Pictures in the fire place slowly start to burn. The words on love notes faded and I feel my heart yearn. It's a self-inflicted injury a self pleasing pain. Everytime I say goodbye is when you want me again. The further away I try to get the tighter you hold on but if I ever try draw close I find out you are gone. |
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The truth couldn't have been said in a better way. |
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Stupid god d*** F'ng girls with their stupid minds and stupid ways... No offense Sky. From everything Ive seen your a rare exception. |
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-Drunken Dancing Well I slam danced drunk and I didn't feel the pain Till the sun she shone like a hammer to my brain. NOw I"m right f*cked up and my stomach went insane Cause I slam danced drunk so I wouldn't feel the pain. GO! Well you saidyou come but you never showed So I met with the lads and got wasted at the show To sh*tfaced to stand but I still jumped in the pit I swung back feirce but I still got kicked to sh*t Cause I slam danced drunk and I didn't feel the pain Till the sun she shone like a hammer to my brain. NOw I"m right f*cked up and my stomach went insane Cause I slam danced drunk so I wouldn't feel the pain. When I woke up on my best mates kitchen floor My head'd gone numb and I couldn't stand no more. I got told I hadn't pukedbut I still could very soon and my gut was f*cked till later that afternoon. Well I slam danced drunk and I didn't feel the pain Till the sun she shone like a hammer to my brain. NOw I"m right f*cked up and my stomach went insane Cause I slam danced drunk so I wouldn't feel the pain. |
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| It needs.... a shredding guitar. One motherfu*ker guitar. |
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| Hellz yes. |
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on 2006-06-14 19:19:24 (edited 2006-06-14 19:19:56)
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Josh, I nearly cried with your statement. Yep, that was enough to make me fall back in depression. |
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Aww... *hugs Sky* Nasty Joshua *looks at him, snarling in biting like a rabid dog.* |
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Just think about my poem of drunkeness,get smashed and go break some private poroerty. That's what I do. That's also why I'm not allowed in Canada anymore... |
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on 2006-06-14 19:32:54 |
| Ah.. vandalism, one of the many crimes in which I could never understand. "break into" sound much more fun, and that would probably be if you were sober. |
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I will paint pictures of thy sweet memories with my pains and tears work in harmony together with the tint of my bootless cries the obscure face of woe so then descries paint me a sun that shines so bright beneath the darkness to fill the night and all the sketches that i sought would be the sweetest coloring wrought a precious thing painted most curiously from the heart of the far-off murmuring sea but then came the wind that blows so cold and murmurs to the night with a sleeping note o girl whose countenance so bright where are you oh please don't hide.
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