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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2007 4:04 pm
Do You?
Do you feel like a man now As you watch her cry in terror? Do you feel strong now As her blood stains your hands?
Are you happy now That she cowers in fear? Are you happy now That she cannot speak?
Are you scared now That she is fighting back? Are you scared now That she runs from the house, screaming?
Are you nervous now As she tells the police? Are you nervous now As you walk into court?
Do you cry now As you pull out the gun? Do you cry now As you pull the trigger?
Do you regret now Doing what you have done?
This poem is about a man who beats his wife and finds pleasure in it. Sick, I know. The idea just popped into my head. I wrote it during first hour while we were watching some movie. I don't even remember what it is called. Oh well. Read it, don't, I don't care. Comment and critique. Thanks.
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2007 4:05 pm
Untitled
I watch the sunrise I watch the sunset I look into the skies But I can’t seem to regret.
Sunrises are so peaceful The clouds are tinted pink Nothing is more beautiful But seem to go away when I blink.
Sunsets are like twilight They always end the same Not quite day, not quite night Something you can never tame.
This poem was written for school. It had to be somewhat apropriate and about sunsets/sunrises, 3 stanzas, and 12 lines. I met the requirments and got an A. How cool am I? Very. Comments are welcome.
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2007 4:06 pm
Dead End
I look to the tunnel And what I see Has become A dead end.
I search frantically For a way out Yet all I see is A dead end.
Looking for a light Something to let me know That I am okay For all I can see is A dead end.
Loosing air Taking my breath away I must be hallucinating I can only see darkness and peril I see a dead end.
Nothing I can’t see Will betray me For I can see nothing Therefore, everything will betray me Because all I can feel Is a dead end.
Waiting for this cloud to lift Watching as the arch unfolds I am 6 inches away from the click That’s why I have this to say I am at A dead end.
Looking through an hour glass Is harder than pleading for mercy No, I will not stand for this I will not retreat Though my skin is raw From fighting the urge To let myself know That I am at A dead end.
Mankind will never know Why we live It is a mystery With an answer That only God and the Devil Will ever know Because we saw through Our chains of misery To get to the other side And we finally see it is A dead end.
My work has doubled Trying to resist the urge That everyone has Trying not to succumb To the darkness in my heart Because if I do It will be a dead end.
I hate this There is no reason why You have to use Psychology on me I am not a puppet But I will be When I read the dead end.
I got this cramp It’s in my style It gives me pain When I go the extra mile To make someone happy.
Normal medicine Won’t be a problem to find But it won’t work on this pain I’ve tried the anti-biotics But it will not go away But I know this kind of pain It happens when you reach A dead end.
There is one last question I have about this “dead end”… Where is it?
This poem, in my opinion, is very bad. But I pu it up here for your enjoyment, if any. No flow, bad wording. The whole 9 yards. Read it if you want, but no need to be harsh on the comments. But they are welcome.
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2007 4:07 pm
Dreadful Cell
Please Please, I’m begging you Save me, please save me From this black, Black oblivion.
It engulfed me Years ago Along with your heart This was not the end But the start.
I’m stuck down here In this dreadful, dreary cell Some - most - would call this hell. To me, this is nothing This is not hell Hell is living your life in the dark. This cell confines me, For I am not free.
This poem was written about the same time as The Raven's Song. Very dark, very 'emo' as my friend said. Comment your little hearts away.
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 2:21 pm
Wow! what creativity. I've finally found someone on here who has creativity enough to write long poems!
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2007 11:23 pm
celticlady101 Wow! what creativity. I've finally found someone on here who has creativity enough to write long poems! ...Check out my first post... I've got tons... xd Isis has commented on my lengthy poems MANY times... Yes, I do agree that her creativity is quite incredible, but such comments are... rather offensive... sorry, I'm just kinda sensitive sometimes... xd
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 4:56 pm
Check more of my poetry Here
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