Goofing off and using school time to make your poems on this site,
seems kind of fun if you do it just right.
But it can be dangerous, oh yes it can.
When the teacher sees your exited hand
dancing on the keys more than it should.
She says "Stop goofing off if you would."
What if I won't?...
Internet is going slow im working on a other one. Its almost finished i think i hope i can post them.
We were having fun.
Together on the run.
We folowd a road.
We traveld by boat.
All I believe
Is wasted when spoken
Like summer-fed dreams
Which glimmer like tokens
In my pockets which cry
So much pain and loss,
mist of confusion clouds my brain
Agony lances through my heart as tears stream down my face.
why has it come to this?
Why is it so hard to trust, you or myself?
I do not understand . . .
I wipe angrily at my face, too many tears
I'm so sick of crying
this was alot of fun to write... i just sang into a recording device and then typed it up when i was done
And I wanted you
to take me now
what can we do
as you sing sweetly from the waves
as they crash into the bay
and i know what you were doing
but it couldn't be that way
I look at the street,
where it is above my feet,
the weather was sleet,
where I'm supposed to meet.
The place was cold,
like my soul was sold,
it may look like gold,
only radiant and bold.
Now I have to wait,
what is there a saint?
Saturday Nov 4, 2006, 1:27 am
Okieeeeees!!! After a long hiatus of dying under the weight of schoolwork I hath returned!!! Well...For one more poem at least! This is dedicated to BloodyOrchid-chan and Daima-chan, two of my most faithful fans!
Thanx for the support guys! Everyone else too as...
In the mortuary morning of a now late afternoon
I was thinking of your singing, how to make it out of tune
I wanted your essence your soul as it zooms
I wanted to eat your halos and your wings and hands
As you sang to the purest chastest man
I hope this thread doesn't get closed, I read the rules and Jack Skellington's thread *you should probably read it too if you keep getting closed*
This is one of my poem I wrote for Alter and I don't know if he'll even know I wrote it for him. I hope I followed the rules....here it goes.
I'm slipping further and further,
I'm drowning in a sea of pain,
I'm burning in the heavens,
My heart is cold and my soul is withering away,
I'm lost in a world without love and full of pain,
I can see as you chase dreams floating in drifting thoughts
With currents that push you towards some broken city street
Where men in cars with guns smile with teeth very sweet
But I would not enter them nor let them enter you
As you pursue your own father’s shade through the...
Original "Freedom Fighter" here - Freedom Fighter
He is the keeper. Leader of the team.
Brought home the warriors, not one mourning scream.
Straight from the front lines, his spirit soars high.
Living for his people, for which he'd gladly die!
He is the keeper. Leader of the team....
Past The Point Of No Return
I'm past the point of no return
With no backward glances
All of the games we've played till now are at a n end
We're past all the thoughts of "if and when"
There's no use resisting
I will abandon the thought, and will let the dream descend
What raging fire...
I made this cause this wil be my last poem. I just dont like the moderater here. So i decided to join a other forum maybe theyre happy with my poems. Cause here i just stop it here. Sory to all people who liked my poems. If you wanna hear one. You can always pm me. I wil stay on this site anyway....
Purity's Crisis Communication
bunk-beds' fluffy feather pillows,
and soft sheets up above,
a pure snokeflake,
innocently glides down,
from the white quilt,
the faithful dreamer's,
dried anxious tongues,
My sincerest appoligies, I thought of reading the rules for posting here first, but I didn't think I would break any rules, so . . .what could be the harm in reading after posting my poem? I broke rule number 1, how to title it.
*bows in appoligy to mod*
*Well, my darkling faze has faded for one poem. This poem is one I wrote to reflect one of my old mangas about a girl who's childhood friend dies and it is later revealled his love to her...But only after his body is used to create a living weapon. (Ouuu! The drama! The angst! Yes, I know it's an...
Searching for salvation
in this land of deprivation
a new age holy crusade
letting your rage fly like cannonade
moving like a marionette
but when you fall I'll catch you like a net
wrap you in my hope and be your shield
even if their swords won't yield
for you I'll endure these pains
Youre my flower.
You wil never loose youre coller.
Youre beauty is youre power.
Youre more worth then 5.000.000.000 dollar.
I want to say.
That youre the only one i daydream about.
I want to see you evry day.
When i see you i feel heaven i see you in evry cloud.
Open the web, look at the spam.
It wants you to meet some guy named Pam.
Acuvue and nasonex, free ringtones too.
Even a free laptop and carabu.
Dinner for two, Pepsi or Coke.
Lots of scams to make you go broke!
Rope the bull, then you've won.
I'm sorry that I was raised with respect; not to sleep with you when you were drunk.
I'm sorry that I open your car door, and pull out your chair like I was raised.
I'm sorry that I am actually nice; not a butt hole.
I'm sorry I like to spend quality nights at home cuddling with you,...
Deep in the night
In the chaos the light cannot take
In the world you and I make
We fight ‘till we drop, ‘till we stop, ‘till we die.
The cold metal of our swords
Finding each other
Someting i made on scool during a lesson. =p I dident get caught.^^
Poem unknowd (didint know a name)
Walking like a shadow.
searching for life.
and stil im dieing slow
Taking another dive.
Another poem about love yes i know i make a lots about these. But im in love and dont know wat to do. So i just make poems about it.
I cant stop thinking about you.
Maybe you never know how much youre for me.
If we walk past eachother we dont talk thers nothing to do.
Author's Note: Sorry, once again, written quickly. Just getting my thoughts down before I lost them.
Where do people get their inspiration?
I'm finding it difficult,
With a muddled brain,
And a tentative claim;
A precarious grasp.
I know I don't have it,
I'm pretty sure I lost it....
We are being watch from day to night..
those who are above us are secretly in disguise...
Their mystic eyes are the sparkling stars at night,
while their bodies are the clouds...
Why do they watch us though?
For intertainment,curiousity, or boredom?
Or is it reason and truth..
For those said...
Carbonated madness in a queen sized can.
I'm talkin about Capo Cola, man!
Fizzy fun, is the typo queen.
She's not always too mean.
A good friend for a while, Capo has been.
She tells all she knows. A bit o' love now and again.
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