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 Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 6:43 pm
many people r good at poetry and poetry is a for of art so share some of ur poems i dont have any im not a very arty kind of person and if i did have something im very self concious
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 8:55 pm
yeah im not very artsy either and i am also self concious about any art work that i do
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 10:36 pm
the only talent i have is playing video games and playing my saxophone and drums
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Posted: Fri Jul 17, 2009 10:29 pm
strange, Don't alot of people put up bad poetry?
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Posted: Sat Jul 25, 2009 10:49 am
Ebony
Sunday under an ebony sky
I met you I don’t know why
Monday was an ebony jewel
Timid was I. You were fiery cool
Tuesday I wore an ebony dress
You drawled, “Darling, I must confess…”
Wednesday in the wind’s ebony embrace
Your eyes glowed darker than your face
Thursday you called me an ebony doll
Too short in sight, too far to fall
Friday you gave me an ebony kiss
I tingled and shuddered—you would be missed
Saturday standing by that ebony door
You smiled. I stared at the floor.
Sunday under an ebony sky
I saw you leave I don’t know why
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Posted: Sat Jul 25, 2009 2:04 pm
iV a n i l l a L a c e EbonySunday under an ebony sky I met you I don’t know why Monday was an ebony jewel Timid was I. You were fiery cool Tuesday I wore an ebony dress You drawled, “Darling, I must confess…” Wednesday in the wind’s ebony embrace Your eyes glowed darker than your face Thursday you called me an ebony doll Too short in sight, too far to fall Friday you gave me an ebony kiss I tingled and shuddered—you would be missed Saturday standing by that ebony door You smiled. I stared at the floor. Sunday under an ebony sky I saw you leave I don’t know why I like this. Do you know how many people write a poem into a paragraph? nice job.
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Posted: Sat Jul 25, 2009 7:34 pm
Hmm. pretty nice. hehehehe mrgreen
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 11:45 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2009 4:16 pm
Hop hop hop
in my mouth goes a blob
what a blob is i don't know
if i can eat it why should i know
Food is everything
food isn't nothing
food is my life
food is my wife
Food is made with your heart
may it be delicious or not
it will still warm your heart
so why don't you give it a nod
When there's food @
IT will always be surround
May it be people animals or insect
it will soon certainly be digest
Turned to s**t poop crap
still it continues it path
not for people but for pants and germs
so it becomes a cycle of turns.
HAH-HAH-HAAH SO you see food is the BEST!!!!!!!!
I can't live without it and i'll die without it. hehehehe xd
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 9:15 pm
and they say 'You are what you eat.'
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Posted: Wed Aug 05, 2009 1:30 pm
Yes so lucky me for not being an insect or plant that consumes s***
Hehehehee blaugh
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Posted: Tue Jan 19, 2010 5:02 am
Ah yes my latest one hehe blaugh
Peace is but a shadow of death
Desperate to forget its painful past
Though we hope for promising years
After shedding a thousand tears
Yesterday sorrow constantly nears
As the vanishing voices from all those years
And while the moon still shines blue
By dawn, it will turn to scarlet hue
Red is the sky in a battle field
A fight were no one wish to yield
Hatred and anger devours ones mind
while pity and kindness wonders 'round
No one yet knows why they fought
cuz they were merely pawns who were bought
fight as they were ordered
slain while they were cornered
Heroes some have become
but villains be the out come.
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Posted: Fri Jan 22, 2010 9:12 pm
Im a bit thrown off by the rhythm,
But I liked your rhymes ^-^
I can't rhyme to save my life >.>
so I'm quite impressed by that.
Over all I found it very interesting,
but the cuz kind of made me. . . snap out of my image i got from it
(I'm weird like that)
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Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2010 11:02 am
We sharing poetry? : D Here's a one I wrote waaay back in high school...
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Locker Doodle
Doodle, doodle, oh so quaint
On the locker, pale and faint
Happy - deranged – all in one
Smiling at me, just for fun
Silent, but shouting words profane
Reminding me I have no brain
Tell me, friend, what shall I do?
It’s staring at you too!
Run away and hide in fright?
Scream and yell with all my might?
I laugh and giggle, close the door
I need not see it anymore
Mine eyes are safe until the time
That I return and the I’ll find
Another face, another phrase
Another pale look, oh so strange
What shall I do if this occurs?
I’ll just laugh and giggle and close the door.
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Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2010 12:48 pm
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