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 Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2004 6:29 pm
This is my portfolio and most of it will be poems. I like to take stories I have heard or from a book I have read and make them into a poem. I know that almost everyone has heard of romeo and juliet and all of the other famous stories. Well some of my poetry will come from that. A lot of the others will come from true events. So let me know what you think.
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2004 6:41 pm
i knew you would join this guild
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2004 6:47 pm
romeo
These two from different worlds
She blessed with beauty
He walks with wisdom
Never to be as one
They hide their love
From up above
And from their families too
For if they show
They'll never know
What love they can do
For when he fled
She met her dread
And Placed sleep
Apon her eyes
His heart did break
As she lay with candles
By her side
The poison swallowed by Romeo
Not a drop left for his lover
She took the knife to kill her pain
And take away all her sarrow.
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2004 7:18 pm
heart never lies
Everyday you walk past me
And look me in the eyes
I turn away
And my heart talls me not to lie
I tell myself this isn't real
These feelings I have for you
but somehow my love has grew
Every word that's written here
Is from my heart and true
I want to say I love you
Please say you love me too.
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2004 7:25 pm
Mother, eyes tell whats untold
You look at me and I see it
All the pain and hurt I put you though
Your eyes tell more then a hundred pages
Times a thousand words
You look at me, inside my heart
My body and my soul
And your hands tell whats untold
I'm not what you need
You've never said you love me
I just can't believe that what we have
Is what we get
Please take me away
Please let me free
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2004 7:33 pm
At rest
A lonely child in his room
Listening to the silent scream
Not knowing the confusion
That's diven him insane
The screams in his head
Get louder and louder
As he fights his way back
Back to the world
With all the pain he suffers
He doesn't know what to do
He feels what everyone else feels
Three times as much as two
Tied down in a dark room
He doesn't understand
Why people neglect him
Why they wont take him be the hand
He's confused be this
As he slowly closes his eyes
He'll be pale be morning
His mournful days will die
He'll be at piece
At rest with himself
He wont have to worry
About the days he's left
Because he's so much happier
When he's at rest.
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