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josh, i really like your second poem. i know its about you, but it kinda reminds me of what one of my friends says about me. engineer, i love strawberries. *steals the strawberries*  |
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Every great hero that has ever lived, They lived for one thing and one thing only, They live for themselves, for their pride and glory, That’s what made them survivors That’s what made them a legend...... (Excerpt from Miriel of Concordia) If I fall, I will rise again, If I die, I will revive again, If I Lose I will gain it back I will return.....  |
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Here's a haiku that I wrote: Crushed red strawberries, Upon a clean white towel, Let us feast our eyes.
Wise Man says: "Take a dog off its leash and it will wander."
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heres another For Me 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  |
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im gonna look for this one peom i wrote like a month ago, ill post it when i find it. |
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ROQ, you have too much time on your hands. I'm afraid I'm no good at poetry.  |
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on 2005-11-27 22:50:36
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umm here's a poem i found from a game i played years ago... Insanity leads to chaos then to solitude... the friutless effort of adding meaning to what is meaningless a lone crimson tear falls to the sea... the echo of the remaining star cries to the infinte vacuum All i could do is send my prayers setting sails on dreams... |
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Thank you! Pokemon does suck! Yippeee! :) |
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ROQ that is awesome. i would have never thought about it. (thats cuz im stupid and slow). its awesome. |
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You see, the poem itself is inconsequential (a guy kills his wife). The first letters of each line spells out my message. |
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*lost* dont mean to be rude, but i didnt understand them. |
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Interesting idea, your poem is good. Here's one of mine(I made it up of the top of my head. It has a secret message inside too!): Please return soon, Ordinary housewife screams, Kill her, kiss her sounds in my mind, Evolve beyond the norm, Malevolence is underated, Old ways creep through me, Neither side of me resisted. She lay there stiff, Unmoving, Cute in her tranquility. Kill her, kiss her, Such grace... |
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Hey everyone. Hows about I make a thread where you can post poetry of your own making and have others (bluntly but kindly) critique it. Ill even start it off with one of my own. Complications 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 |