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Aw Sarah I thought you had some poetry for us! Ya know what I think I'm going to get rid of this subforum. LOl either that or purchase a new one. Hmm... I'm thinking about making a chatterbox...or like somewhere for the stupid forums I don't like to go. Haha. Or an all crew forum.

*PULLS OUT COOLER SWORD*
*AND NEITHER WILL YOU TAKE ME POETRY!!!*
Which sucks by the way...

Ok my poem. Its my first actual go at this, and its not the usual poem you usually would read. Let me know what you think. You have to read it sorta like a song. I dunno how to explain it. Anyway hope you enjoy...


We walked along the shore
Then you stopped me there
And gazed into my eyes
You searched for the soul
I had been hiding from you
Saying nothing just looking
You didn’t have to I knew
The light danced off your face
Your grip loosened from me
Then you leaned toward my face
And whispered in my ear
You said you had to leave
You had no choice in that
They said there wasn’t much time
Only a month they said
Tears filled in my eyes
As you looked at me
It couldn’t be true
You ran your finger on me
Wiping my tears away
You smiled gently at me
And kissed me for the last time
You said goodbye and turned
Left me standing there
You looked back again
Cheeks now wet with tears
I fell onto my knees
And began to sob loudly
I looked up and you weren’t there anymore
I began to weep again
My life now incomplete...

=]?

Woot. I really like the first one. I'm pretty sure there is a name for that type of poetry...the ones that are like mini stories? Well I love it and again it's very descriptive...

I didnt take the time to read the first one.
Cause you said the second one was childish.
I reeally like the second one.
It made me smile!

I should probably put mine up (this is also up on DA if anyone else has one.):

Silver Spoon
I was born with the silver spoon in my mouth.
I was given the world, with a better chance to succeed.
But before I could use it, before I could understand,
it was ripped away.
That silver spoon was taken; replaced with a double-edged knife.
The world that I once owned now mocked me.
My success was unlikely; I was expected to fail.
So I stood up. I fought back. I laughed in the face of my enemies.
I'll be damned if I don't bring back what I once had.
Some say I don't have morals, others say I'm ruthless.
I call myself determined.

Slowly I have found others.
Others like myself, whom wait for their chance to shine.
But I say that I'm done waiting. Now it's my turn
to hold the world in my hands,
to show them my power.
For if I keep waiting, my window will pass,
And then I will fail.
But the others I found,
they are quiet, and submissive.
They do not fish for their chance,
like I do. I despise their slow gait.
Their quiet acceptance.
They become infuriated when I speed up.
Maybe I'm too reckless,
Or maybe they are to cautious.

For how can one succeed,
When one is strapped down
On the mere idea of success.

To succeed one must be cruel,
and one must be willing to sacrifice.
For what truly matters is the goal,
and not the quest.

Mine is simple,
and that is
to take this double-edged knife
and replace it with a silver spoon.
But first, you must help me.

Help me, I'm bleeding, and I don't know how to stop.

xD I'm a terrible poet and no one wants to comment my poetry!! =[