MetaKnight
Senior Shaman
You're gonna carry that weight...
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Post by MetaKnight on Dec 16, 2005 12:09:58 GMT -5
Hey, Wannabeeliza, those were actually very good, especially the first one.
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yashaboy
Full Fledged Shaman
Only emo kids bump on Autotopia.
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Post by yashaboy on Dec 16, 2005 17:20:22 GMT -5
*Throws boomerang at Meta and YB* Those poems aren't bad, I was just lost, in YB's because I've never read or watched "To Kill A Mocking Bird." The boomerang was to KNOCK SOME SENSE INTO YOU TWO, and that you guys aren't gonna get nricks thrown at you...mainly because of my anti-brick sheild, but hey. And no one else should think they'll get bricked...except Gus *glares at Gus, then is glared back at, and puts up anti-Gus sheild*... don't hurt meThanks. You're building up my self-esteem. ;D And I understand. I probably wouldn't have even tried to read it if were from something I haven't read before. I like how your poems rhymes. I'd like to be able to do that because I pay attention to it so much more if it rhymes (unless it short like a haiku). Anyhow, that's the only poem I've got...for now. The next one I'm writing if for the novel Farenheit 451 I think. That's what my homework says.  |
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Post by hIkArI_x_fUwAfUwA on Dec 17, 2005 2:46:39 GMT -5
Randomness.
Life is difficult,
Random, somtimes,
Life is different,
never to be explained,
Darkness in the corner,
Waiting for me,
The Darkness of the thoughts,
The thoughts of Randomness.
And then there is "Love".
What is it, this love you speak of?
It seems like a sickness, but let good,
You say it's a wonderful feeling,
But you say it breaks your heart,
So tell me, is this Love good or bad,
Can what breaks this heart glue it together?
Can it make me happy again?
~I know it sucks, but I'm still working on it.
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AF
Full Fledged Shaman
If you stare long enough, you'll see a giraffe.
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Post by AF on Dec 21, 2005 18:02:35 GMT -5
That one about love is so touching, because it's so true, and really makes one think about "love" ^^
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Post by Bluehairedhorofreak on Dec 23, 2005 18:07:42 GMT -5
A poem I wrote in Language Arts class:
"Forget Regret"
Is it better to live each day like your last,
or to live longing for tomorrow?
Or is is better to live in the past,
to drown yourself in sorrow?
I always figured I was gonna die anyway.
Next month, tomorrow, today, in a year.
Should I waste the time, and never live the day?
Will I never get time with people dear?
We've only got so much time in this life.
Only so much till we forget.
Forevermore no laughter or strife.
So when we're gone, remember: there's no regret.
Gah, it sucks. I'm not very good with rhyming poems. Or not rhyming poems. Actually, I'm not that good with poetry, anyway. It's only reaching your eyeballs cause I just happened to have a poem.
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