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Posted: 7/26/2005 6:36:10 AM | Just want people to see ur poems post it here.
A New Chapter
A new chapter has begun
It could be hard
But right now it's fun
They'll be another name on the christmas card
I have a child
He's brand new
He could be calm or he could be wild
I love to hear his little coo
In my books he's number one
He's so sweet
He's my little hun
His birthday's close to Halloween treats
This cutey's name is Stephen
Between him and his dad
My love's split even
Neither could make me mad | |
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Posted: 7/26/2005 7:14:35 AM | To My Friend Josee
If you ever feel depressed again
Just call on a friend
Forget the pills
And their thrills
Forget who gave them to you
And remember who's important to you
And realize you need to stay
And things will be OK
Because if you're gone there will be a hole
That will stay in everyone's soul
So stay with us
Because we need you
And you need us too | |
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Posted: 7/26/2005 7:21:54 AM | This one's really old!
Gone Forever
Lost in life
Desperate for death
Serve in heaven
Parish in hell
There's no place for me
In a world of unbelievable fate
A town surrounded in hate
I'm gone forever
In a place of evil
I'm lost and confused
My brain is mixed and mangled
I can't see or think straight
And I want to cry
My world is surrounded
By a bunch of lies
I'm drowning
In an ocean
Not of water
But fears and confusion
And no one is ever around
To save me | |
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Posted: 7/26/2005 8:09:10 AM | This one is also quite old.
There May Be Hope
God has forsaken me
Statn has consumed me
The world has betrayed me
And my life has gone to hell
The world cannot see
What is and must be
This world is not for me
And I just can't tell
I am not free
A prisoner I will be
I can barely see
And I will not be well
are you right for me
Will you help me see
I have faith in thee
Now I will be well | |
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Posted: 7/26/2005 8:13:39 AM | Finally Alive
Unloved and insecure
Why would I need a manicure
Hopelessly worthless
Why is my life such a mess
Needed as a friend
When will life truly begin
Love does exist
It's just beyond the mist
A journey's the way to get there
And no one said life would be fair
Are friends my hope
They'll always help me cope
It's good to be alive | |
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Posted: 7/26/2005 8:17:58 AM | The Journey
Lost in a world of madness
alone to defend myself
Surrounded by people
And all they know is to hate
Will this place ever change
Or is my fate sealed in a secure envelope
Lost in an unsure belief
If I don't know who I am
How do I find myself
And is it possible to be truly happy
When do I receive the knowledge
That helps me find my identity
How long will this journey last
And how many obstacles are left
Will there be people
To aid in such a difficult task
Or if I am truly alone
How will I survive | |
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Posted: 7/26/2005 9:37:42 AM | Make it a chamble
create no gamble
you are mine
and that way it will stay
Life is comfussing
but inside I'm brusing
make it all go away
Love me like your dearest
to me you shall be
finest time without need
and mommy to be
Graced by god himself
and make no mistake
she is mine forever
and ever and ever
AMen | |
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Posted: 7/26/2005 9:41:05 AM | | that was awesome very touching and powerful | |
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Posted: 7/26/2005 9:46:54 AM | Nathan
When love has left and nothing is left to feel but despair
And nothing to give but life and love to fear not,
Cause I love you a lot
But to have that feeling back
To have your arms embrace me near
For I would be in Heaven above
And forgive your love
Is what I want to do
So another chance you request too
For I'm not sure if that's what I want to do
To have you make me feel blue
So I think of your love as a flu
For I want nothing to do for my love for you........ | |
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Posted: 7/26/2005 9:58:27 AM | I miss him like you’ll never know
A love so pure so precious
But mutual it wasn’t so
As pressed against me
and kissed my lips
I never knew
If love could ever exist
The way I always sate and though
Without a moment without trot
My mind he raced
All day and night long
With such called dandering music
As it played song after song
Thy God above has blessed my heart
Made my life a new start
Without him it shouldn’t be
But I shall not wait for thee
I miss him like you’ll never know
As I lay her down to rest
Your look; I should know
But crazy isn’t it so ?
Will she ever know ?
My baby and me it shall be
As I kiss her and tell her it was never meant to be! | |
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Posted: 7/27/2005 6:35:51 AM | | wow your poetry is very very powerful...full of emotion...u can actually feel the pain in it | |
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Posted: 7/27/2005 6:54:37 AM | Angela
I hate the thought of a gun
they aren't fun
Because of guns I live in fear
When I think of you I shead a tear
Maybe I could have stopped you with just three words
But I was too young to be heard
I really miss you
Your parents do too
You were there for me
But I could not be
There for you
When you needed someone most
People talk about guns
As if they're fun
When I hear it I want to cry
To think that you had to die
Why didn't you ask for help
You were my first best friend
You always will be
They didn't tell me
Until years after your death
So this poems for you
And where ever you are
I hope you know
I love you | |
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Posted: 7/27/2005 8:33:05 AM | | wow that was a really good one,...sad to lose a beloved friend...I know the same happen to me... | |
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Posted: 7/27/2005 8:39:22 AM | | she taught me how to color when i was little | |
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Posted: 7/27/2005 10:25:11 AM | I was quite move by them.
Powerful Words or Sexy Chic
I long to read her poem's so dear,
Sunrise to sunset they are hard to forget,
At twenty with words that seem to endear,
I am awed like a hydrolic ram jet,
She writes with wisdom beyond her years,
Her sense of self being a good asset,
Though I don't know her,
I can hear her lofty angels quintet,
Ever hurting pain so near,
love found and love lost,
I offer my shoulder for your tears,
Compassion for you is not a cost,
Revel in your future with words,
The past behind you is done,
Use your pen foget the hazards,
As I read your poetry it is number one. | |
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Posted: 7/27/2005 11:09:35 AM | Have you ever felt,
the cold and lifeless hand of an infant,
gazed into their unblinking eyes,
and observed the face of death,
when masked in bittersweet innocence?
Have you ever touched your dreams,
and felt the simplistic joy,
of feeling them become reality,
only to abandon them,
for reasons you cannot explain?
Have you ever watched your family,
who once shared the greatest of loves,
suffer an unforgettable and unforgivable tragedy,
that will slowly, painfully, and inevitably,
tear them all apart?
Do you know, firsthand,
the evil that resides deep within the heart of every man,
every woman, and every child?
Have you seen its face as it randomly seeks,
a soul to torment and destroy?
Do you know the darker side of life,
the one that awakens you,
in the still of the night,
crying to the unknowable God's,
‘Save me from myself. '?
Does your heart constantly question,
whether humanity is obtainable,
in a world corrupted with suffering,
and where war,
is the favoured solution for peace?
If you really want to know me,
and understand the forces that compel me to move on,
then take these questions,
and take this pain,
for this who I am. | |
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Posted: 7/27/2005 7:19:15 PM | | wow that was an awsome Poem..holly shit..!!!! | |
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Posted: 7/28/2005 7:36:21 AM | I appreciate that a whole buch I will post something but on a lighter note right?
How about this:
It stalks the night
It stalks the day
It seeks out life
And whisks it away
It's known as death
And other things too
But it's all the same
What matters is you.
How do you see it?
What does it mean?
It's best if you know
For death is unseen.
It can take you at day
It can take you at night
Knowing death well
Can lend you some light
The passage to death
Is always unclear
And it's best to know
That you're very near.
For death is at hand
It is for us all
Know it's face well
So you don't stumble and fall
Now think hard on death
And know that it's near
And the meaning of life
Will be all to clear
And that is to live
For your hearts desire
Not to stumble or fall
But to burn with a fire.
A fire for life
To live for each day
To reach for your dreams
No matter what people say
Life is a question
And death holds a clue
Reach not for the answer
For your life's not due
Live for the moment
And die for it too
For it's the moment that counts
It, and you
Now I'm all done
I've said what I'll say
Just remember one thing
Live for the day!
Sorry again for the darkness I withhold in me poems but I write them when I am down I write them when I have gone through certain parts in me wee life. It helps me to get back on my feet to show my emotions on paper and to reflect where I used to be when if I go back. This poem is the truth I say to myself if I should stumble and it helps me to stand tall.
Take care Ladies | |
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