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Posted: 9/3/2005 3:30:31 AM |  Id love to see some more new writes in here:) | |
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Posted: 9/4/2005 5:50:15 AM | sometimes encouragement is good
to give a friendly kick in the avenue of should | |
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Posted: 9/5/2005 1:23:27 AM | Shortest poem in the world
Hired.
Tired ?
Fired ! | |
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Posted: 9/5/2005 1:52:59 AM | ta da ^^^^^
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Posted: 9/5/2005 6:32:19 AM | WOMAN TO ANGEL
I once met a woman a while ago,She gave so much and then had to go
Her family was there and all circled round, to hear her last words and the joy she had found.
Loved by all this woman was true,She put her faith in god for he knew what to do.
So cry no more for the woman you knew, She's an Angel now and guarding you!
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Posted: 9/5/2005 7:55:13 AM | hehe, hey chica, im in a goofy mood right now, I wanna joke around.
I sneeze once due to allergies,
I sneeze again due to a cold,
I sneeze once more,
A bless you to me was told,
I keep sneezing and can't stop,
I am about to sneeze my head away,
All of a sudden they stop like they started,
But they will be back later today.
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Posted: 9/5/2005 9:26:05 AM | i met time at a party a few years ago
it let me experience what no one should really know
i observed the passing and unpassing of mans attempt to record
and laughed with time as we danced
it seemed like hours had passed
but yet only minutes had gone by
time left me then and cantered off
i still dont know quite why | |
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Posted: 9/5/2005 9:40:36 AM | stranger things have happened at sea
disembodied fingers follow me
i hear them tapping on the floor
their knuckles bleeding and raw
but my saviour the big black cat
can devour them | |
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Posted: 9/5/2005 11:26:28 AM | Im sorry guys...I didnt know anyone was visiting this thread Im happy to see you all here:)Carribean...Yep sheer genius buddy...love ya bunches...mwahkysunny..I enjoyed your little write...very cool...Hope to see you posting again Angel Purrs...hey chica...How the heck are ya?You are too cute for your own good and I love ya....Bernard...what can I say....You are 100% unique Ok guys....Thanks so much for contributing and I hope to see ya back soon...Hugsn such,Kat | |
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Posted: 9/5/2005 7:28:01 PM | There was this poet called Bernard
who wore seaweed around his waist to cover his petard
sweetly morbid his prose
as defiant as his pose
before you jump on me Bernard................just kidding.....dont get mad HUH ? | |
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Posted: 9/6/2005 2:50:24 PM | each day i woke up out from bed
the smile was never there
and everything that used to matter
i treated with little care
then things changed as i saw you
greeting me with a grin
but soon i would realize
id be torn apart again
i pushed so fast ,you were so scared
to give our love a try
i was afraid youd find another
and then youd pass me by
but i was blind and could not see
our relationship wouldnt last
because of how life treated us
and former broken hearts from the past
and so we cannot be together
my heart will never mend
i know that we cannot be lovers
but id love to be your friend
now i sit here all alone
not knowing what to do
my thoughts of sorrow turn to joy
whenever im thinking of you
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Posted: 9/7/2005 4:07:37 AM | Wizards Games
Underneath is another world of behavior full of love.
Fairies dance and wizards play singing for the heavens above.
Time never stops in this mystical place touched with fantasy game.
Not a person is wicked, not a soul ever dead or insane.
Laugh with me in this magical place, away from all evil and war.
Walk with me under the twighlight moon along the golden ocean shore.
We'll forget all the tears we once knew after we remember our names.
Then we'll dance with the beautiful fairies and play the enchanted wizards games.
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Posted: 9/7/2005 4:52:52 AM | Oh! What lovely fresh air
What perfume of hollyhocks.
And you are sleeping
On this bed of roses.
Slowly the sun
Rises over the garden;
The wind comes and kisses
The curl on your forehead.
I want to kiss you…
I want to kiss you
But my heart won’t
let me wake you up.
I too want to sleep
While you breathe beside me
For an hour.
I hear your heart
That beats like the waves.
Sleep, my angel,
Who knows who you dream about!
A jealousy torments me
This sick heart of mine.
Do you dream of me? Tell me…
Or instead do you dream of another?
I want to kiss you…
But my heart won’t
let me wake you up.
I too want to sleep
I too want to sleep
While you breathe beside me
For an hour.
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Posted: 9/7/2005 2:10:57 PM | Wow both of you guys...well done....very creative...excellent imagery..yall rock...Hugs,Kat | |
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Posted: 9/7/2005 3:06:39 PM | So-so it's been another year
I don't feel sixty-three
Sit here all day in my chair
Doze off but don't remember dreaming
Time moves so fast - I don't care
Gaze into the wall I'm waiting
Alone again, I help myself
She's gone; nothing else to do
I watched her drift away; I couldn't help
Close my eyes don't open them
Till I'm with you
See she's gone but not lost
I'm old and still not through
No moutain climbed nor ocean crossed
could bring me back to you
scared with just me and my thoughts
Please, Death, come save me soon | |
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Posted: 9/7/2005 7:59:27 PM | | phishpanic....I like your writing style alot:) I hope to see more from you soon... Thanks for posting some of your work in my other thread too...great stuff!Hugs,Kat | |
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Posted: 9/7/2005 8:07:42 PM | Coffee black , cigarette ..start this day like like all the rest
first thing in the morning that I do is start missing you
some broken hearts never mend
some memories never die
some rivers never dry
my love for you will never die
rendesvous in the night
a willing woman to share my bed
but in the middle of love's embrace
I call your name. | |
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Posted: 9/7/2005 10:14:08 PM | Did you have to say cigarette? remember I quit smoking a few days ago...The cravings are improving,but still  LOL..Im hangin in there...On a more serious note...I Absolutely adored your poem....You convey so much emotion and paint such a vivid picture of a broken heart..keep the awesome writes comin you guys:)great job yall Kat | |
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Posted: 9/7/2005 11:15:38 PM | *cough, cough*
I lit a smoke at half-past two
When my woman snatched it out of the blue:
"That's not what you promised to do
When we wed, with the weed you were through."
I cleared my throat of phlegm and 'baccy
And bespoke my defense she thought was lacking:
"If you think my smoking is getting tacky,
Just wait till we hit the bedroom, things'll get wacky." | |
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