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I heard someone on the forum say they write poetry, so why not add some yourself? Or maybe just talk about poems you have read, and reccomend!
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Coldness
As cold as snow, That Face looks at me, Digging around, in the pit of my heart. A heart that hasn't loved, hasn't laughed, but has only felt hatred. Where does a flowing river stop? When does the pain, agony and emotional turmoil end? I close my eye's, but the silence get's lounder. Images flash through my mind, yet they are uncomplete. The past is not made. Its not firm. Its not safe. As cold as snow, That Face looks at me, My father glares. ----------------------------------- God knows what its about, i made it up as I went along! |
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Not exactly a poem, but something I sometimes say
When the first snows of summer fall lightly upon the plain of Death Valley |
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Thats clever!
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This one was on my mind recently
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Another little poetic saying for when you are given a task that ought to have a real low priority compared to everything else. I'll attend to that when I return from my skiing holiday on the snowy plains of Gehenna |
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I made a bit of a cheesy poem for my mum on mothers day, its not as good as others but she appreciated it so ill type it up:
Mum Mum, you do everything for me Im very grateful although its hard to see, When i was younger you changed my nappy You kept me safe and you made me happy. You gave me an education and i thankyou for that Without you who knows where id be at? And as i got older you spoilt me, You gave me everything a girl could ever dream. Mum we may argue from time to time, Ill say its you're fault and you'll say its mine But at the end of the day, well be ok Because you are my mum and that wont ever change. Mum, now that im older its time for you, To stop worrying about the things you think you have to do The things we take for granted: The cleaning, cooking and ironing! We thankyou for that me, nan, dad, the dog and the cat. And.. one last thing before i go, I dont say it alot but i reckon you know I love you so much with all my heart Have a lovley Mothers Day right from the start. Lol x |
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Anyone else got any poems etc?
And would anyone be interested in taking part in a short story competition? |
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Anyone else got any poems etc?
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Anyone else got any poems etc?
And would anyone be interested in taking part in a short story competition? |
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thats really clever and a sweet thing to do christina
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thats really clever and a sweet thing to do christina
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thats really clever and a sweet thing to do christina
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thats really clever and a sweet thing to do christina
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Lol thanks Laura she cried when she read it lool x
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Oh that was bad lmao! |
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10/10 christina, better than one I could write. I especially like this part:
Im very grateful although its hard to see, When i was younger you changed my nappy |
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Like a fine whiskey
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This was my first ever poem that I wrote about 9 years ago!
(excuse how terrible it is, I have progressed since then) But it has served me well, and was the springboard for a lot of the paths my life has now taken. Those Ladies Did Weep: Crying when their sons left, those ladies did weep, like roaming rivers in valleys deep. Goodbye to goodbyes and they dried their eyes, those ladies had to on with their lives. Back to the broom and dusty room, those ladies did sweep. Their sons memories they could no longer keep. Dreaming of dreaming they lay down their heads, those ladies closed their eyes so red. Crying when their sons left those ladies did weep, for they knew their sons were destined for eternal sleep. Originally written by Benjamin T. Foster |
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[/i]LOVE[/i]
I saw her walking Walking, talking Catwalk model, beautiful like summer I pondered...pondered my luck My luck said I shall have no **** But love, love, love Love is what I was due So I took my knife, where's my ether? Oh, here it is, phew... Approached her in the dark In a cold and lonely park Grabbed her with my loving hand Her hair, her hair...t'was like sand... Blonde and fluffy I wanted her muffy Crept and snuck Like a sneaky snake Her virginity Is what I'd take She tuned toward me But t'was too late That was the meeting Of me And Kate. |
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