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| Enrapture
Posted: 11/30/2005 11:13:10 PM |  I luv the cookie too...and the amazing new writes as well.I want to tell you guys and whoever is reading this thread....I am not here to "judge" anyones work..I .only began this thread to encourage people and enjoy all the poems posted .I just thought Id clairify that in order to diffuse any confusion or misunderstanding about that.Im just happy to share this lil corner o the forums with alot of great people:)Thanks for posting and have a great night,Kat | |
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| the fluffy world in my head
Posted: 12/1/2005 9:00:39 AM | I realised
from an early age
the world was shit
so I cleared the page
and in my head
beneath a cloudless sky
I changed unpleasent truth
into a happy lie
Now in my world
I reign supreme
and the rest of my life
is just a dream | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 12/1/2005 11:05:41 AM | LUST
Lust washes in like the ocean tide
Ebbing and flowing, one hell of a ride
The heat of passion ignites a spark
Straight as an arrow it hits the mark
Our bodies mingle and melt into one
The sweat first beads, then starts to run
Like dew on the grass, our glistening skin
Is covered by the product of our sin
But I don't care about right and wrong
Just to be with you, a feeling so strong
A moment of happiness, too soon lost
The risk I would take, but at what cost
I came to see you whenever I could
A few stolen moments, it was all good
I showed you I loved you, showed you I cared
I gave you my all, nothing was spared
Misunderstood, mistaken and missed
I knew I loved you the first time we kissed
You send sweet shivers up and down my spine
You smell so good and look so fine
A beautiful spirit, you've touched my soul
Simply to please you, that is my goal
A look from you and my heart skips a beat
Then we touch, can you feel the heat | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?hi kids:)
Posted: 12/1/2005 12:51:57 PM | Mean Jeanne...What an awesomely lust filled passionate write  Nice!Chris...your poem brought tears to my eyes because I could relate to it on so many levels..You poem was short,but so emotionally charged.Im still blown away by it:)  Exquisite:)Thanks so much for posting here everyone.I love reading all the amazing poems that get posted here. I really enjoy hanging out with other writers and sharing our words.Have a groovy day,Kat  | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?hi kids:)
Posted: 12/1/2005 3:56:40 PM | speed kills.
driver speeding round the bend
did'nt care at all,
that the child he made an angel
was my heart and soul.
when the news was broken
my feet did'nt touch the ground,
when i saw him lying there
screamed but there was no sound.
haunted by the flashbacks
of that fateful day,
every happy memory
coloured now to gray. | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?hi kids:)
Posted: 12/1/2005 4:09:27 PM | windows of the soul
people ask why i'm crying
for there are tears in my eyes,
i never believed them
i did not realise.
years of losing loved ones
lies deeply in my soul,
loss of their laughter
has left a gaping hole.
eyes are the windows
that give insight to our being,
without these special people
i am living
yet not seeing. | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?hi kids:)
Posted: 12/1/2005 4:12:25 PM | windows of the soul
people ask why i'm crying
for there are tears in my eyes,
i never believed them
i did not realise.
years of losing loved ones
lies deeply imy soul,
loss of their laughter
has left a gaping hole.
eyes are the windows
that give insight to our being,
without these special people
i am living
yet not seeing. | |
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| coping
Posted: 12/2/2005 1:00:12 AM | thanks kat,sorry about your loss too, : ..it helps to write and i hope the message gets through to people who like speed or drink and drive.. | |
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| Terms of Endowment
Posted: 12/2/2005 10:21:04 AM | Per poem, I find acceptable
It is, in fact, benign;
Still, I prefer the editor
Who
Pays
Me
By
The
Line. | |
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| Terms of Endowment
Posted: 12/2/2005 10:46:03 AM | Identity Crisis
Nobody sees me, nobody can
I am the invisible man
I walk through the halls and nobody sees me
Scream through the walls and nobody hears me
I am the invisible man
Nobody sees me, nobody can
Three hundred people, three hundred stares
Three hundred faces and nobody cares
I am the invisible man
Nobody sees me, nobody can
I look around as I walk
Open my throat and try to talk
It's been so long I forgot how
They look right past me, keep walking now
I am the invisible man
Nobody sees me, nobody can
In this case nobody guessed at the gravity
Or knew the depths of my depravity
Early that morning an announcement is made
They gather together the whole seventh grade
An accident took place the other day
We lost a student, her name was May
Starting as a whisperthen becoming loud
A question ripped right through the crowd
Who was this person? Who was this May?
She was the invisible man
Nobody saw her, nobody can
She stepped in front of an oncoming van
And no longer is the invisible man | |
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| Terms of Endowment
Posted: 12/2/2005 11:36:10 AM | Mean Jeanne..Your poem gave me chills... harryhaller Welcome to this lil corner O the forums...supa diva Thanks so much for dropping in kids.I wonder if its ever going to stop snowing?Its crazy outside right now Lol..Have a great weekend, Kat | |
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| Terms of Endowment
Posted: 12/2/2005 11:42:04 AM | I wanna make believe I am real.
I wanna make believe I can feel.
I wanna pretend, you were more than that.
I want so hard to see, that this is more that what I got.
I gave you everything, thinking there was much more.
I showed you all I was, hoping for what was in store.
For my honesty, you gave me duplicity.
For my caring heart, you gave me falicy.
For my open eyes, you offered me blindness.
I was given hatred, in turn for all my kindness.
So sit there on your ivory steps, and offer to explain.
How it was that for all my love, all you had to offer was pain!!
A thousand curses, and a thousand more on you!
A hundred lies you told me, and I thought they were all true.
A thousand curses on you. May you forever desire and need.
A thousand curses on you, for the day and the moment you made me bleed. | |
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| Terms of Endowment
Posted: 12/2/2005 11:50:29 AM | Affectionate Ambition For Love
Secretly I yearn for a moment of lasting love
A necessity in a brief moment of life
Aspired a hunger for passion lasting forever
It can be caught up in lifes meaningful strife
Ambitious erotic lustful desire in my heart
Coming forth to find my love thats waiting
Swiftly it can come and go but keep it always
To give love so clear a much higher rating
In any language Je t'adore means I love you
To have an attached sensual love for another
Can only hope for desire from two who need it
When love is near my heart starts to flutter
Essential expressive suggestions await me
If only I could find loves secret I would be free
A valuable lesson is not always needed
For love can often climb to a point carefree | |
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| Terms of Endowment
Posted: 12/3/2005 12:10:25 AM | ^^^^^ (Both of you)Thanks so much for sharing and Im pretty zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz so Im going to catch up on some Hope everyone is having an awesome weekend so far.Thanks for dropping by everyone..Hugs,Kat | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 12/3/2005 7:22:26 AM | Mare to the night
Madness gleams through the night
Into a dream distilled by fright
A red star warns realities rein
A frightful game to the insane
A magical elf with a mystical fiddle
A clown like joker with a saucy riddle
Illusions locked in a village of pain
You wake up with the sky in rain
Being chased by an un-human race
A cold sweat fronts upon you face
Confusion and fury swarm through the air
A fatal end to the eclipse not to dare
Under the sadness the un-ruled cruelty
Rise as the lightning strikes with its beauty
A prick into a scarred destiny of daze
Quarrel I must in this never ending maze
This land in my mind that I’ve sung of has rung
The dust of silence sits on the tip of my tongue
I came like the water and like the wind I’ll go
I’ll fly away from this bizarre land I know | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 12/3/2005 7:40:53 AM | Nobody in this world has respect for me,
With this if feel that I cannot breath.
My sorrows within will always be beneath,
The pain I feel is serenity in seek.
The tears out of my eyes are a reflection into me,
Un-happiness, abandoness, loneliness and fear.
I am not naive but to nice to say,
"You have hurt me again, just go away and stay".
A cut, a break, this pain I can bare,
But what you all do to me there is no compare. | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 12/3/2005 7:54:24 AM | A perfect relationship ending in tears,
Our mutual feelings brought out our worst fears.
Was there deception? Neither of us knew,
But we believed what was spoken was also true.
We hadn't formed a trust but a bond we always had,
Throughout the good times, and even the bad.
Was it all just murderous jealousy that brought us to an end,
Or was it the constant pain from having to defend.
I still remember my heart crushing,
The night you said "I'm through".
You turned your back, you walked away,
I never believed you.
I couldn't comprehend what was going through your mind,
My voice was paralized, there was not a word that I could find.
My knees got weak and i dropped to the ground.
I was in a pool of water, I was about to drown.
I still saw you, still walking away,
And then amazingly some words came to say...
"I hate you, I hate you", spoke in an awful loud voice.
"What am I to do, you've made your final choice".
I dropped my head and let myself cry,
Still not understanding what happened or why.
We saw each other the next day,
Both with plenty of words to say,
But we just stared at each other and walked away.
I still think of him now,
And wonder what it would be like...
If we had ever talked after that raw and tearful night. | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 12/3/2005 8:02:43 AM | I love you in ways you'll never know
In light rain beneath piers
Beside bonfires in February
Embers in March
By lonesome prairies I've forgotten
Where wild horses run in silhouettes
Between the moon and my memory
And I think of you in the wind
When I turn up my collar to light a cigarette
In the night when I undress
I sigh and dream of Rome before I'm asleep
And miles and miles of blue sky
That stretch from California
To New York | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 12/3/2005 8:13:27 AM | ~A childs poem~
My name is Aila abd I am six years old,
I am a child thats what I'm told.
I was measured agains the wall,
The ruler stated I am three feet and two inches tall.
I have green eyes, and thats a colour,
I have two sisters, and one brother.
Six a.m. is when I wake up,
I drink my milk from a cup.
I go to school and do work all day,
When I come home I get to play.
Though not before my home-work is done,
And thats the rule made by my mum.
I like the school work I get to do,
I am in grade one, how about you?
Polly Precious is my favorite toy,
When we play, she brings me joy.
During playtime I go have dinner,
If I finish first, then I am the winner!
After I eat I brush my teeth,
I don't want to sit in a dentist's seat.
Then after I go and put away my toys,
I try to be good, and make no noise.
When Dad say "Common, it's time to sleep",
I change to my P.J's and into bed i leap.
Then when he says to me "Good night",
I sleep and dream untill morning light. | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 12/3/2005 8:16:36 AM | I was staring at my hands just a moment ago,
and i came to realize, I wish not to grow old.
Even if I think some days, I have nothing in my life.
I realized just now, my life is worth it all. | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 12/3/2005 6:21:42 PM | Love,Hate,Fear,Death
I have made my bed so here I will lie
Bleeding,seathing,crying,dying
I hate you! You left us.
Never know how much you will be missed.
You selfish **stard! With this twist.
I'll say goodbye I so want to die
You promised to stay by my side.
Untill the day that WE died.
But you left us in your selfish ways.
You took it upon yourself to say.
I hate you all and will not stay.
Yes you said I hate you all and will not stay.
As I look at our childs eyes.
How do I tell him about your goodbye.
We cry for you every night.
We cry till the morning light.
They way you left our "Happy" home.
You left us all alone.
No more can I write you see.
Cause the hate I feel is to real.
Why I ask why did you have to die.
Why did you go to that great blue sky.
Why did you leave us??
Were you not pleased.
Did you hate us?
Did you despise us?
I guess we will never know.
By K.W. | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 12/3/2005 7:34:35 PM | DILLON
Shhh my son you are making too much noise
Your Father is sleeping and I am tired from my chores
Shhh my son you will wake up the whole house
It's 3 am and you must be quiet as a mouse
Shhh my son don't grow bitter from a lost love
You grow with experience and I know what I speak of
Shhh my son don't complain about the noise
Your children are only young once and they are just boys
Shhh my son let go of the pain and sleep
We love you and your soul is ours to keep.
Dedicated to the memory of Dillon by a Mother. | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 12/3/2005 9:08:30 PM | Letting Go
Cast your fears to the wind
i would never hurt you
I know how that feels to
have someone desert you
Let's live for today and not
think about whether it will last
A love can only grow when
it lets go of yesterday and
and dos'nt live in the past
Don't shed a tear anymore
for the pain of yesterday's love
that left you in a empty bed
A love that hurts you deserves not
a single tear wasted to shed
Open your heart to me
and fly upon my wings
feel the emotion as two
hearts make love and their
souls start to sing
Feel the earth move
as our bodies glide in flight again
Moving across the heavens
our spirits begin to blend
forgetting about yesterday.. tonight
your heart begins to mend
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 12/3/2005 9:26:12 PM | Welcome to the thread folks! You've got some nice writes!
Feel welcome to keep droppin' by! The more the merrier!
And yet another shorty.
15.
Can you yet see
how I long to hold thee?
To whisper sweet nothings in your ear,
and wake-up having you near.
You speak to my love
in that sexy drawl,
like a pair of doves
taking flight over a waterfall.
My want is to return
all the pleasure you give.
My thoughts begin to burn,
I grasp your touch as water through a seive.
I long for your companionship,
I tire of sleeping alone.
With a quivering lip,
I try not to moan.
-Dash ©circa'98
I had better get my bollocks writing again! I've only been giving ya from my collection!!! Later folks! Nice seeing all the true feelings out there! | |
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