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 Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2007 2:25 pm
Come one come all poets one to express themselves in the most delicate or most vicious way throughout their story's.
Write a poem,
Feel happy and artistic,
Even if you don't know em,
Fantasize or be realistic,
The heart of a poet,
The arts and crafts,
You didn't even know it,
Oh look at all the time pass,
Write your words of poetry,
Show your style so bright in joy,
Be artistic when your around me,
And Ill give you the best cookie in the world,
Ill give you chips oh hoi!
Yeah that was kind of bland I can assure you I can do better but for now this is how it goes, so start righting and tell all your friends and foes wink xD.
-Inzi
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Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2007 4:05 pm
As I die slowly
I see new things,
sky so blue,
plants so green.
Though nothing matters,
so much does.
I take a look to see what I've done.
And I have walked through life without vision,
Vision of things things that are worth seeing.
I was homesick now only sick of home.
As I die slowly I forever atone.
heart
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Orgasmo The Clown Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2007 6:05 pm
As time passes by,
As waves roll and children cry,
We will look to the past,
And repent for it fast,
We all live life on knowing,
Ever learning and growing,
That all life shall come to rest,
As do all of the sligthest of pests,
Do not fret,
For we all forget,
That life will cease,
Whenever death may please,
Live life on knowing,
And forever showing,
That care can be there,
As surely as can the air,
You have heard that it is said, united we stand, divided we crumble,
Live life on being ever so humble,
As this poem comes to end,
So shall we all my friend,
When we live life to it's fullest, to it's capacity,
We watch the new generation live on being ever so "gitty",
When we get old and gray,
Our lives must we sway,
To help all those others,
As sister's and brother's,
Don't let life go to waste,
As death only grows in it's haste,
Goodbye to you all,
As in eternal slumber eventually we fall,
I bid you adieu,
As life comes anew,
So as does the morning dew,
when we are left with but words,
And the sweet chirping of birds,
That is when we know,
Death comes as the rivers flow. . .
Not the greatest, made it up just now, hope you enjoy, as I will surely add more entries. . .
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Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2007 7:40 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 1:13 am
Nice. I didn't know we had poets in our family heart I'll come up with something 3nodding
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Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 3:40 am
I am a man whom is said to be forsaken by the world
For fame and power seemed to have tortured my very soul
I have been poor since the day i was born
Poverty is my enemy in this daily world
Many said that i am not qualified even as a lowly jest
Because I know that those who are uneducated they detest
Sometimes I ask myself what did I do to deserve this
Has God left me to rot or left my will to Anubis
I sometimes wish that death shall take me
But oh...here comes a light..what is it??
A smile that overtaken me
I realized that i twas my child
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Orgasmo The Clown Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 10:56 am
A path worth takin',
Is a life forsaken,
The paths I have followed,
Leave me ever bitter and hollowed,
My love has been lost,
But to what cost?
My heart has been broken,
Of this I have spoken,
It has been rekindled from ashes to flame,
Only to be snuffed out as if a game,over and over again,
Love is something that one should not toil,
As love has it's disadvantages as sure as a gun has recoil,
My time has been wasted,
As the forbidden fruit has been tasted,
Read this no longer,
As it will not aid you or make you any stronger,
As a family we stand and let it stand at that,
For my heart too long has just been a ruffled "Welcome Mat",
If you still are reading,
These words need no heeding,
Just words of a foolish boy,
of which his heart is just a toy. . .
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Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 11:19 pm
 ohhhh i love your poem is it ok if i copy it to my notebook guys??
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Posted: Tue Dec 25, 2007 2:43 am
Im gonna have to mind because their copy right protected, and if someone else were to use it in anything I the would have to go through the process of my company and get my aproval and all that plus theyd have to keep the artist information with the material.
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Posted: Tue Dec 25, 2007 5:52 am
ok its ok but anyway love your poems guys this guild is full of really talented people heart heart heart 3nodding
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2007 4:58 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 7:59 pm
Here are some things I wrote. . .
Me being me is hiding behind my disguise,
Changing your look on me and changing my guise,
So what if I'm me and I show it for real,
Does it not matter on ones appeal?
I am being who I am for once in a while,
This is the one time where I do not hide in my denial,
This is me and that is that,
Like me for me and not someone who is disguised at that,
My mind is just a muddled mess,
To this I dearly must confess,
My mind is else where,
On a woman I believe both beautiful and fair,
I love her so,
Forever this I shall try to show,
Alas she may not love me,
But if that is how it just has to be,
Then I can live on knowing,
But alas I am doomed for my love to go on showing.
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Life is the thing that keeps us living, but makes us wish for death,
It is our own god made prison, for each breath that we may heft,
But alas we still live on,
As sure as dusk turns to dawn,
They say our souls live forever,
But my soul has forsaken me and will return never,
My life is just a bitter lie,
I have tried and failed to live as just some “regular” guy,
Our lives are our prison,
It is how each human is in unison,
Death is our only bail,
But it seems even at that miserably I fail,
My life has been a lie,
And for this I so greatly wish to die. . .
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Everyone finds their true love,
At some point in their lives,
While some just live on,
Basking in their disguise,
My friend you must take heed,
Of these words that you may need,
Alas my friend I know,
The bitter sorrow you show,
Live life on knowing,
Love is everlastingly unshowing. . .
True love is ever binding,
As it only grows a’ winding,
Everything we take for granted,
Is a breathe we waste as panted,
If you truly love her so,
You would truly let it show,
Go on and tell her,
How you need her, is as an animal needs fur. . .
Everyone is meant for another,
Love each other as sister and brother,
Your true love will come again,
Don't stain your life with your own pain,
Love is vast and powerful,
Love is cruel and unusual, but love is meant for all,
While time passes by and summer turns to fall. . .
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This is all that I have right now, do not take them or use them as your own please, if you really want to use them somewhere put "Written By: Jesse.D.Pekar" Not that any of you want them lol sweatdrop
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Orgasmo The Clown Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 4:06 pm
Uhh, I'd really appreciate it if you guys would look in my journal. I have a bit of my poetry in there^^
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