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 Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 8:29 am
Poems!? Yep you read right.
This is for all of you who find yourselves bored out of your minds in history class when your teachers talking about, "everyone has to be ready for the exams next week", "study study study", and "i know you all can do it!" And all you can do to keep from falling asleep is wright poems.
Well maybe that's not exactly what you do.... But that's what i do.
So it doesn't matter why you wright or where you wright, all you have to do is wright the poems.
And if you would like to, you can post it here!
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 8:37 am
OK.... So like i was saying about history class...
Well this is the poem i wrote: All who speak, speak agents me, agents all my ways, all my words, all my thoughts.
They speak words, but pay no mind to the words they speak.
Say what they want, that's what they do, never thinking through.
Are these people thinking at all, or do the words just come out.
Words run down deep, deeper then they think, they don't think of that.
Words Can Hurt.
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2011 8:58 pm
Lost Lady Ryssa sweatdrop OK.... So like i was saying about history class... sweatdrop
Well this is the poem i wrote: All who speak, speak agents me, agents all my ways, all my words, all my thoughts.
They speak words, but pay no mind to the words they speak.
Say what they want, that's what they do, never thinking through.
Are these people thinking at all, or do the words just come out.
Words run down deep, deeper then they think, they don't think of that.
Words Can Hurt. You wrote this during history class? Well, I have to say, It's good! I really like it, especailly what you did on the left going down, almost a poem within the poem! whee Now... I can't help but put a little something of my own up now... sweatdrop For you it may be history class, for me it's 1:00 in the morning... Porcelain
There are times I feel carved hollow
Like a Porcelain doll
And I fear
As dolls often do
Of breaking
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2011 6:26 am
Oh!
Thank you thank you!!!
I do like your poem as well!
Short and simple on the surface but deep meaning under the porcelain crust.
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2011 8:25 pm
The Seven
We stand on hollow ground
moving in silence in chains we are bound
the seven of sin move along
telling tales of times and places they belong
but these seven realized they talked to people who could not hear
their stories they held very dear
for these seven were in hell
and the devil had cast on them his spell
that they are bound to walk the earth in dispair
for what they had done bound them in hells chair.
I only want her love
Care for her is my main goal
For she will be my friend forever
Her name will be in my mind all the time
So she will get older but i will still remember her smile
Much more than she knows ill be here for her when she needs me most
It pains me sometimes when she cant see how much i care
Will she ever want to be more than friends
Be it shes with noone or with another guy
The love i have for her will not die
Death can show her what ive hidden
Of that i am sure she will see
Me on the other hand will be lost after death wishing i had only spoken up sooner about my love for her before i passed enjoy, if its not good then w/e i dont write poems often lol
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Posted: Sun Jan 16, 2011 6:46 am
I like your poems!
The second one seemed like you where more focused on making it spell something down then making it flow well, but its still cool.
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Posted: Sun Jan 16, 2011 9:30 pm
With Power Comes Weakness
With ones might
They lose sight
With ones bright mind
They overlook an easy find
With ones speed
They begin turning to the sin of greed
Of all the things we gain
New ideas begin in our brain
That we become invincipal to the world around
But sooner than we know we are put in the ground
History's Meaning
A lost treasure has been found
Something lost far under the ground
We found it with new technology
We named the type of work archeology
Spanish coins and lost ancient egyption gold
Make the ancient tales of history unfold
History can open our eyes to a world that was blind
Because history shows us the lives we had forgoten and left behind
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 6:13 am
I like the history one!
But the power one was good too!
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 1:22 pm
We're Here
We ready our selves for the war of minds
I fight standing near my friend
We will shed our blood between the lines
Of Once upon a Time and The End
Our creatures scratch and claw
At the our indifference
And our only defense
Is our large Mental Wall
Its time we change our minds on how we treat others
And maybe this time tomorrow
Your blood wont fill the gutters
But you'll just wake to find the world in sorrow.
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 2:01 pm
I like that!
Though I had to read it twice to fully understand.
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 12:39 pm
Creator?
Before the stories of legends old
Way before they were ever told
Something came to make this beautiful place
They did it in their own grace
We were made for a reason
Not for blood, war , or treason
The one who brought our world to life is always on a persons mind
I bet this creator enjoys a few good laughs because he made us all blind
The one thing most of us are unsure about is faith of a religion
This makes us act like a real pidgieon
Lost and unsure where to go
Until we see a nice place where stories are bought and sold.
Poem of Warning
We live to fight, we fight to live
For my soul i will never give
Ones own life is priceless
Which is why the devil wants to entice us
Crimson color fills our veins
Only the devil feeds off our pains
With the sins we make while we are alive
They weigh you down and make you dive
Down to the depths of hell you are taken
Drowning in pain of the devils makin
He will never fear a humans spirit
Only a true ones who show merit
Ive lost my chance to save myself from being damned
This poem is a way to warn those about to join my cursed hand.
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 3:02 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 4:30 pm
Stains
I think i get it now
the feeling of neglect
unbearable dependence
the memory of stains
then the rage
hatefulness and anger
i was taking it out on others
i was never able to get close
even though i wanted to
now it seems like a bad dream
but once it was a nightmare
one that never seemed to end
the constant flash backs that never end
What now
i cant blame him
but it's not my fault
who do i blame
can i
what now
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 7:13 pm
Swamp of Sorrows
In the swamp of sorrows i am planted
Ive got only one wish i want granted
That all that dare enter my home
Will soon be trapt into my underwater dome
A city of sadness and misery for lost souls
To get out of here you have to pay a few tolls
I dont want money or things of value
I want to consume the sadness from within you
My joy comes from the pain ringing screams of your voices
It makes me find new ideas and think of new choices
The swamp of sorrows is where i shall be
Collecting the souls for my endless joy is what people will see
So thankyou for granting me my one wish
Come inside and meet my new fish
For i will be here forever
Dont try to kill me you will fail your endever
Be warned from this tale never to come
For if i see you walking around my swamp you shall be caught up swiftly and brought into my dome without a second thought.
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Posted: Tue Mar 15, 2011 2:14 pm
Heart Turns Black
My words will all ways honor your name,
My thoughts will be forever about you,
My dreams will all ways lead me back to you,
My heart will forever be glowing just for you,
but lately,
My words have dissipated,
My thoughts are still thinking of you,
My dreams are to never come true,
and My heart slowly turns black everyday i'm not with you
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