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Simplicity... By Lady Maia the girl likes the boy... the boy likes the girl... they cry, cry, cry... the end... wai~ ^^ 
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Cyhrin Cross by: Karuzo Kaze Fujimiya [thats me] No one cares for someone whose been suffering This world knows nothing but agony Where everything is nothing only holocaust When the strong shall live and the Weak shall die There is a wind towards to the skies Where everybody are only puppets of fate Where the strongest will delighted and The weakest shall die instantly From these injustices I was born from Those who are being hated From their mercies, cries, suffering, and apathy Remember this symbol, symbol that you will suffer And die from your own greed Remember this symbol, symbol that will Cause your own destruction Remember the Cyhrin Cross, The symbol of VENGEANCE  --> |
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Can anyone tell mistoid what the hell is double posting or more? As a symbol I can be incorruptible. |
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A Poem About Writing a Poem Another attempt, at a litterary write. so I sit down, and I type, and I type, and I type. pecking at the keys, as fast as my fingers will let me... dang I screwed... and I backspace to correct me. I write about love, About the girl I wish I could be with. "Hehe, I just hope she gives me another kiss!" so I continue... then get up and get a few drinks... dang lost my train of though... well that just freaking stinks...! so i remember what i was typing, and go to key again. then i finish my little love poem, and then i hit submit.... again. "crap... why can't i ever find a word, other than again... I think I'll try when.. or tin... or fin...... or sin..........." (I ramble on) |
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My Life As Poem My Life As A Poem, of wait that's the title, duh! So I sit and I write, about how my day went. Talked to my Gedah Flaou, her name's Shelly, but I call her Garden Flower. that's what the Gedah Flaou means... so she wants to be around me, but she has a man... dang it all... and she's cute too... man...... oh well, I'll be her friend. she likes hanging around me anyway. Now I'm talking to my friend, who lives waaaaayyyyyy up North. She waiting for me, to finish this poem... or is it a story....? i don't know anymore... well, my life's getter better, but a plague still over me... do i talk to my friend whom i pained, or does she not "care" anymore. oh well... My Daily Struggle.... ........ huh? oh wait... my poem was called, My Life is A Poem... ... back up and rewrite.............. ... (typing) So that's, My Life As A Poem....... |
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uD1ajbSp1aQ Here is one nice poem edited. |
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Song Go and catch a falling star, Get with child a mandrake root, Tell me where all past years are, Or who cleft the devil's foot, Teach me to hear mermaids' singing, Or to keep off envy's stinging, And find What wind Serves to advance an honest mind. If thou be'st born to strange sights, Things invisible go see, Ride ten thousand days and nights, Till Age snow white hairs on thee; Thou, when thou return'st, wilt tell me All strange wonders that befell thee, And swear No where Lives a woman true and fair. If thou find'st one, let me know; Such a pilgrimage were sweet, Yet do not; I would not go, Though at next door we might meet. Though she were true when you met her, And last till you write your letter Yet she Will be False, ere I come, to two or three. |
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Evening Song Look off, dear Love, across the sallow sands, And mark yon meeting of the sun and sea; How long they kiss in sight of all the lands, Ah! longer, longer we. Now, in the sea's red vintage melts the sun As Egypt's pearl dissolved in rosy wine And Cleopatra-night drinks all- 'tis done, Love, lay thine hand in mine. Come forth, sweet stars, and comfort heaven's heart, Glimmer, ye waves, 'round else unlighted sands; Oh night! divorce our sun and sky apart- Never our lips, our hands. |
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The Spring and the Fall In the spring of the year, in the spring of the year, I walked the road beside my dear. The trees were black where the bark was wet. I see them yet, in the spring of the year. He broke me a bough of the blossoming peach That was out of the way and hard to reach. In the fall of the year, in the fall of the year, I walked the road beside my dear. The rooks went up with a raucous trill. I hear them still, in the fall of the year. He laughed at all I dared to praise And broke my heart, in little ways. Year be spring or year be falling, The bark will drip and the birds be calling. There's much that's fine to see and hear In the spring of a year, in the fall of a year. 'Tis not love's going hurt my days, But that it went in little ways. |
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My poems are different...They don't rhyme at all!! ~Crimson Tears~ As I look up to the sky,I see it turn to crimson... The world turns to ash as humans begin to inhabit the once fertile land Destruction reigns and chaos by its side The once blue sky turns to crimson Is this real?Or is this fake? Who would know among us ignorant fools The path of our destiny begins to unfold as we see our cherished world fade The once beautiful paradise begins to wither and die... Slowly,our life begins to shorten We will all eventually die... I myself see... A Crimson Tear Falling From The Sky The Sky Cries For Us Who Have Abandoned The World... Those who are caught in the whirlpool of Fate must step forward to overcome the tasks that lie before them... |
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Here's one for you guys to criticize... My Moon I look to the night sky for comfort. It holds many treasures for me to see. I gaze upon comets and asteroids, Nebulas and galaxies, And an infinite number of stars, Yet I see only one moon. It is rare, Beautiful, Wise, And out of my reach. You are the moon. Your elegance astounds me, Your knowledge enriches me, And your smile comforts me. I long to touch your wondrous surface, And bask in your greatness. You are more than the moon, Tu es ma belle fille. How's that?
Wise Man says: "Take a dog off its leash and it will wander."
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Angel Eyes You have angel eyes Such a smile that lights up my life You're a dream come true Now I'm holding you And I'll never let you go First time I laid my eyes upon you All my dreams were answered First time I kissed your tender lips My love to you I surrendered Angel eyes My heart relies On the love you give to me You never let me down You're always by my side And I'll never let you go When my heart starts to crumble And the tears start to fall You hold me close with tender lovin' And give me strength to carry on I'll never let you go You're always on my mind You're the only one for me You're all I need And I'll never, never let you go As a symbol I can be incorruptible. |
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OH OH!!! IDEA! try something along the lines of ~a wandering slave to darkness~  |
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I'm soooo bored.... Quick! Someone inspire me to write another poem!
Wise Man says: "Take a dog off its leash and it will wander."
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~Another Untitled~ Late in the night, as I sleep deep Dreams of you come to me The silent desires of passion and lust Emotions that overwhelms the soul As we play our dangerous game Hold on tightly to the dark Try not to lose my soul as the crimson blood flows Tastes so sweet as I drift from myself Innocence torn away since the first time you came Put me in a trance as you taught me to embrace I will always long for another One more bitter-sweet taste |
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here's another of my poems ^_^ ~*~Devil's Fate~*~ Echoes of thunder, cry for my name as whispers of lightning seek my heart's flame. Heaven's own skies rejected my heart after pouring it out only to be shredded apart. Heartless I stand, cursed in this damned world, I stare death in the eye with my soul to unfurl. I gave my whole life, for all that was grand, the day that I met you was where my heart went. Death can be the best, for that with no life my heart is now dead because of your strife. Your touch destroyed my heart as swift as can be, staring at death, my soul starts to plea. The Angel of Darkness, starts lurking near, but now I have no heart; I no longer hold fear. Having no heart, my soul start to decay, my last memory was me regretting our fate. Whispers of thunder, cry for my name as echoes of lightning seek my heart's flame. I gave my heart out, and I will always regret, the worst day of my life; the day we first met. 
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~I have many so I'll probably post at least a few in here. Fyi, most of my work is untitled~ So sad to watch you leave Standing there I feel alone Start to cry and cannot stop Sobbing more fiercly with each teardrop The hot wind blows, but I feel cold A piece of me torn away I walk around a hollow shell No more sparkle in these eyes It amazes me that they are still so blue A cold, dark grey would better suit My aching heart forever torn |
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OMG yay! ^-^ i <3 the poem and that my sig inspired it ^^v thank you!! ^^  |
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Once upon a Midnight Moon As I lay here in my bed, Silver beams run ‘cross my head. Darting through the window's glass, Shining brightly as they pass. From my bed I do arise, To gaze across the midnight skies. There are no clouds, or bugs or birds, Just the Moon and its soft words. “All’s asleep,†it says to me, “The world is yours. You are free!†I tie my shoes and lift the latch, And land upon a grassy patch. The Moon grabs hold and draws my might, Then shows my path with its calm light. I swiftly run through cool air, 'Till my path ends and I am there. I look down from where I stand, And see the beautiful night-time land. I have no worries, nor a care, My mind goes blank and I just stare. Then appears an inky band, That crashes down and stains the land. The weeping Moon retreats in pain. It runs and hides from this great bane. The morning light fills the sky, As I trudge home and start to cry. The Sun’s awake and at its best, Now’s the time for me to rest. THE END -Sir Nicholas A special thanks to Twilight for making the signature that inspired this poem.
Wise Man says: "Take a dog off its leash and it will wander."
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