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 Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 3:27 pm
Okay i was told that you guys wanted one so here it is. Here you can write a poem about just about anything and they will be judged. We will set a date for the calling of the winner and they will win some gold. Probably around 3k. Good luck and have fun.
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 10:33 pm
Never Say Good-Bye
By: Crimson Enigma
Sitting in the wind of the wild willows, feeling the green grass on my skin, soft as pillows. Smiling open heartedly for the first time in a year, for so long an empty bottle was my friend, but now you're here, so close and so dear. Time takes us prisoners again, as we turn to depart. I'm afraid to leave; the pain is so hard on my heart. I can't allow the words to escape my mind, so I hold you close and cry. I clutch your shirt and say over and over, "Never say good-bye."
You drove me home in your car, this feeling needs to be felt, but it's so far. The Bon Jovi music playing loud because you know how much it means, why is everything not what it seems? You know something with me isn't right, so you grab onto my wrists and hold me tight. You feel my scabs; you know what's going on, this is all so wrong. You begin to yell; now I start to feel like hell. This is our first fight, but somehow I know you're right.
I sit at my dinning room table, going to the bottom of every bottle, words rushing through my head. I'm trying to drown out the sound of what you said. I see my knife, almost watching me go through this strife. I pick it up and its wide open, a blood stain; I made myself go through this pain. I throw it across the room, it stabs the wall next to the phone, and I jump as I get a call. I'm shocked by what I hear; this has been my worst fear.
I run into the hospital, I see you possibly on your deathbed, blood is running down your forehead. I collapse into a nearby chair and grab your hand, why you, why did this happen, I don't understand. The doctor tells me you have a few moments to live; you weren't ever going to open your eyes again. I sob and hug your chest; I hear your slow heart beat. "I love you," maybe that will somehow accomplish this impossible feat. I feel a weak hand grab my wrist, "I love you too," you're alive and somehow I always knew. I couldn't speak, only cry, you whisper comforts in my ear, "Remember I will never say good-bye."
I wrote this after listening to, Bon Jovi's song ,Never Say Good-bye,for the first time. It made me sad and it gave me great insperation. ^^
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Posted: Tue Jun 27, 2006 7:03 am
nice Crimson thanks for the poem
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Posted: Tue Jun 27, 2006 11:55 am
I know this doesn't really ryhme and that sorta stuff but i thoguht i would put it in.
Believe in life.
Believe your life is worth something,
It may not be obvious,
But nothing ever seems so real,
As when you fall in love.
Love is a bond,
Between all Races,
Something we share,
If your life means nothing,
it wil be special to someone else,
So when you get all depressed,
Think of this small thing.
You are special to someone,
You just have to find the right one.
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Posted: Tue Jun 27, 2006 2:36 pm
Storm Breaker
There is a shadow over me
A cloud: black and cold
A darkness wraps around me
As the thunder rolls
And lightening dashes the sky
I run
It flashes
I dodge
Thunder booms
I can not escape the impending doom
The rain pushes on my shoulders
I fall to my knees
The thunder screams its sentence
I hold back my pleas
The shadows withdraw to a distance
But the storm waits close behind
It’s lightening flashes menacingly
Holding the rain just beyond the line
It waits for me to cross over
So it may surround me once more
I hear it over my shoulder
Hissing, as I close the door
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Posted: Tue Jun 27, 2006 3:19 pm
Sansaroth nice Crimson thanks for the poem
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 11:05 am
How are you going to decide who's the winnr is for these?
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 6:54 pm
... ill figure something out
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 2:46 am
I think you should do a poll for everyone to vote, or ask people to pm which poem they think is best. That way everyone can get involved even if they haven’t written a poem.
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 3:26 pm
Hey. I have one. Its actually lyrics, but same diff.
I'm F.I.N.E.
Good girl, good home, good life, good family.
Perfect on the outside, lost on the inside.
Straight A's, straight mind, straight sex, straight lines.
Crushed by the world, where will she hide?
What do you do when your life falls apart,
And you can't trust your family, can't trust your heart?
You pick yourself up just to fall once again.
Don't you know you don't have to be who youve been?
Nice car, nice house, nice wife, nice job.
A lawyer in the courtroom, alcoholic at home.
Baseball with his son and kickball with his daughter.
People there who love him. Why is he so alone?
Size two, blonde hair, high heels, satin bedding.
A guy's wet dream, there isn't any doubt.
Perfume on her neck and makeup on her eyes.
Who's she with this time, when the lights go out?
What do you do when your life falls apart,
And you can't trust your family, can't trust your heart?
You pick yourself up just to fall once again.
Don't you know you don't have to be who youve been?
Be who you want, not what they like.
Fool 'em all, shrug 'em off, you know you can do it.
Just blow off their comments. They don't really matter.
Listen to yourself because their all full of s**t!!
What do you do when your life falls apart,
And you can't trust your family, can't trust your heart?
You pick yourself up just to fall once again.
Don't you know you don't have to be who youve been?
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 4:28 pm
Sometimes we choose our own path,
Fate in our hands,
Sometimes we must face its wrath,
No way to choose where it lands.
Life spins out of control,
The knife touches our skin,
Or the rope ties to the pole,
And the music creates a faceless din.
Save the blade or twine,
Keep the music for a better place,
Eventually it may all be fine,
Or this feeling may never show its face.
The pain is something we ignore,
As we draw it over our skin,
Let our blood pour over the floor,
For as many may think this is not a sin.
The power to escape,
Is thrown towards us,
It may take any shape,
Time itself stops And we dont make a fuss.
In the end we fall,
And it all subsides,
We stumble down the hall,
This hall filled with cries.
~Iain Campbell~
Something that has been fiiting my life for a while
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Posted: Fri Jul 14, 2006 2:38 pm
weve got five days until the end of this contest and then voting... no voting for yourself
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Posted: Mon Jul 31, 2006 9:30 am
We are now closed time for voting to start remember no voting for yourself
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Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2006 7:54 pm
More for review than anything else:
Lords of Chaos, Lords of Fire,
Stack the wood to build the pyre
In their graves, watch them turn,
Light the pyre! Watch them burn.
-Bigmageusa
Dark, sinister, short, and not like me, but still my peom.
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Posted: Wed Sep 20, 2006 1:12 pm
isnt that from wheel of time
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