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longte
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Joined: 10/18/2004
Msg: 76 | |
| Utopia
Posted: 6/3/2005 11:34:31 PM | Utopia
In childish dreams once we thought
We would find the place we sought
A place where we'd run wild and free
Unshamed we'd live in ecstacy
But then the fates came crashing in
With their twisted, evil grin
To change the way we look at life
Let us meet both woe and strife
Took away our childish dreams
Tore our lives right down the seams
But now and then we have the chance
To restart the childhood dance
To live our lives the way we should
Make everything simply good
No longer destiny's mere toy
We can take this chance for joy
You can let Utopia be
Just a figment of a dream
Or make it real and live your lives
The way you dreamed once, as a child
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| Utopia
Posted: 6/3/2005 11:40:23 PM | ooOo that's very nice longte and so very true | |
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Posted: 6/4/2005 1:15:21 AM | Willow Tree
You see at night, the moon is bright as fire
Have the stars line up, as you desire
I see above my head tonight
A moon so bright like candlelight
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Outside my window tonight
Darkness is the only thing in sight
Gray clouds covering the light sky
Just like the feelings I have inside
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Wishin’ across all the hidden stars, up there
I really wish that you were here
Right were we used to be
Underneath that willow tree
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When I was there alone
I had felt the wind blow’n through my hair
The stars used to be there
But now it’s just me and those chairs
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Every single wave from the ocean, I remember
The times we spent together
I know I can’t deny those days
Nor the fact that you are gone
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Now let me be
This is me
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Posted: 6/4/2005 1:19:45 AM | This is fun :D
topic>>
cliche words | |
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longte
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Joined: 10/18/2004
Msg: 80 | |
| Cliches
Posted: 6/4/2005 6:18:30 AM | ...
Professor storming angrily, wandered round the class
Students waited fearfully, for the rage to pass
For he had found a cliche, in every story writen
They all knew the rules, knew this was forbidden
They tried to use new phrases, never seen before
Didn't want detention, so they knew the score
Ghostly light, Velvet touch. What is wrong with those??
Everyone knows Cliches, are just a part of prose
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Morning Glory
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| cliche words
Posted: 6/4/2005 6:22:30 AM | She found the old shoe box on the top shelf buried under some old coats
As she dusted off the lid, she remembered its contents, it held everything he ever wrote
holding what were once his dreams and desires, everything he wanted them both to become
poetic plans written, all that was required to take their lives and make them one
Reaching for the pot of coffee, she poured another cup,
stepping outside into the sun, the shoe box gripped under her arm
standing at the bottom of a small hill, she took a deep breath and started to walk
all the while remembering his beautiful face, and the way they used to talk
She reached the top, and looked around, then found the perfect place
Under an old oak tree she sat, feeling the warmth of the sun upon her face
Staring at the box lid she hesitated, knowing full well what opening it would cause
Ripping the wounds open that were deep inside her heart was the reason for her pause
Taking a sip of coffee, her pulse racing as she lifted the lid
Pulling out the first yellowed piece of paper that for so long now she had hid
She poured over the notes, every word read becoming blurry from the tears welling in her eyes
"I love you so much baby", "be my forever, marry me"...and "I will never tell you lies"
Despite what her head said, her heart made her believe all the promises he had made
Maybe it was an urgent need she had to find that one love that would never fade
As she sat and wept, the old wound breaking open, once again her heart began to bleed
only half way through the shoe box she gasped, knowing she still had so much to read
He never realized how much she loved him, despite how hard she tried to show her heart
She never realized that it was a game for him right from the very start
Looking back she now saw just how blind she was, the entire dream was so absurd
The letters contained what she wanted to hear, but were nothing more then a bunch of cliche words
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| Morning Glory
Posted: 6/4/2005 6:23:17 AM | You beat me to the punch longte, so the next topic is
Morning Glory | |
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| Morning Glory
Posted: 6/4/2005 7:02:29 AM | A Stanza from one of my other poems but fitting for the title
To give is to receive a part of sharing love
Pulling you to my level slipping silk above
Your body pressed to my lips as my tongue tip treads
Spiraling each breast and lightly biting raised buds
Trailing downward my kisses like anesthesia
Tingling passionate numbness of euphoria
Kneeling and lying to the floor thighs open wide
Heavy murmuring breaths as my fingers slide
The performing linguistics and little circlets
The magical touch in pleasurable wavelets
Your beautiful body like a flower garden
Rose petal lips and breasts that bloom when they harden
Spreading the soft pink sheathes of your morning glory
My tongue swirls the clitoral bud with fury
Rushing breaths and arching back, hands clenching the sheets
Nectar flows as the sensitive flower secretes
Perpetual motion as my tongue greedily takes
Several waves of ecstasy, your body shakes
Screaming desires of wanting me to penetrate
With deep, vigorous thrusts our racing hearts pulsate
Surging passion of union of crowning moments
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| Morning Glory
Posted: 6/4/2005 7:15:24 AM | Hey BK
Next topic????????????? | |
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| Morning Glory
Posted: 6/4/2005 7:17:31 AM | wow...incredible
next topic Knight?? | |
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| Morning Glory
Posted: 6/4/2005 8:00:05 AM | | Oooops... Lets call it Tarred and feathered cause I deserve it for not giving the topic. Lol | |
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| Tarred n Feathered
Posted: 6/4/2005 5:20:08 PM | This is a really hard topic BK
So I was Tarred
Sick and Tarred
Tarred with the same brush
Tarred of his games
Tarred but can't sleep
Tarred like an open road
With Roadkill
Lotsa Feathers
You Betcha
Have you gathered
I am now Tarred and Feathered
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| Tarred n Feathered
Posted: 6/4/2005 6:35:16 PM | For weeks the lusty anticipations build
Soon true loves longing will be fullfilled
Dripping in veils of sweat
But Im not ready to give into my passions yet
Soon a night will ensue of mystery and suprises
Thank God Im doing my "excercises" (LOL ) | |
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| Tarred n Feathered
Posted: 6/4/2005 6:38:00 PM | Next topic is hmmm (how can I top the last one)hehe UM childhood | |
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| Tarred n Feathered
Posted: 6/4/2005 7:09:23 PM | Child hood
I think back to the time when I was small,
And every time that I took a bad fall,
I knew that I could just get a kiss,
That is something I truely miss,
Because it took all the pain away,
Allowing me to go back to play,
I remember being tucked into bed,
By my parents with a kiss on my head,
It showed me that they cared,
Due to the love they shared,
Between us three kids it seemed like a lot,
Gosh how I miss those childhood days, NOT!!!!!!!
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| Tarred n Feathered
Posted: 6/4/2005 9:15:04 PM | thx fell, just thought i would have a little fun with that one.
whoever came up with the topic kudos to you. | |
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| Holly's fun
Posted: 6/4/2005 10:03:45 PM | Sunshine and moonbeams are opposite lights
Lady of the days, temptress of the nights
One is good and one is sin
Opposites with the same origin
One’s a reflection of the other
Both coming from the very same mother
Just the skew in which we see
Blinds one’s flaws and the other’s beauty
Never curse the sun’s scorching heat
Or the moon’s dim light, causing stumbling feet
Sunshine and moonbeams are opposite lights
The perfect blend we find in twilights
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| Holly's fun
Posted: 6/4/2005 10:07:36 PM | wow bcb, way to go with that topic.  | |
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| Holly's fun
Posted: 6/4/2005 11:48:33 PM | The world is frozen still,as my heart beats silently in all its purity
Is their a fine line between childlike faith and maturity
Is it written with perfectly patterned stillness across the frozen silver star strewn sky
A neverending journey for you and I ,as we reach our hands twards heaven
With innocence of a child at the age of seven
So many Holidays from long ago,was real meaning found in mistletoe?
Maybe I understood the meaning better then,i dont know
I loved the gifts and hollys fun
Maybe its time to open another one
So here is my gift to you
heavenly father I promise try to love all of your children
with the same love that you do
I made more of a promise then I ever knew
When I gave my heart to you
With my hands reaching skyward twards heaven
and the same childlike faith
I had when I was seven
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Posted: 6/4/2005 11:49:53 PM | | LOL Holly is fun.I chose to give it another twist though.Hmmm next topic.......waterfalls | |
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longte
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Joined: 10/18/2004
Msg: 100 | |
| Waterfalls
Posted: 6/5/2005 12:26:14 AM | Waterfalls
She had travelled many miles, to play the mating game
From oceans deep had journeyed; now nothing was the same
Her need for food had dwindled, as her eggs had swelled
Now she faced new perils, in the river where she dwelled
Instinct led her higher, something beyond her ken
She had beaten both, the nets and lines of men
Bears beside the waterfall, had taken many others
A final surging rapid, to remeet her brothers
Back arching from the water, in her final flight
Salmon beat her weary way, long into the night
To find the redd and lay her eggs, was her only goal
Then complete and satisfied, she gave up her soul
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