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 Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2009 2:48 pm
This isnt a stupid thing....of course not. Poems sometime have meaningful things in them.
Feel free to post any type of poem u want!
EXAMPLE: LIFE IS A MAYBE,DEATH IS A SURE, SIN IS THE CAUSE, BUT CHRIST IS THE CURE.
NOW YOUR TURN!
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 10:17 pm
Hmm, just to be politically correct (not too mention polite) you might want to change that to "This isn't a stupid thing." And, it's a good idea, poems do sometimes carry rather deep messages and sometimes they're just silly-fun. It's all good. And I really like your poem! biggrin
Here's mine: I must leave the past behind
not have it on continuous rewind
I must not remain bitter
or other lives I'm sure to litter.
I must look forward
Surely, one day for this I'll get a reward.
Well, I tried anyway. xD Next?!
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 5:50 pm
my poems are a bit.....well they arnt pg-13 for this site
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 7:43 pm
Haikus are easy
but sometimes they don't make sense
refrigerator. My friend wrote and decided to recite this in English last year.
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 7:49 pm
affromann_95 Haikus are easy
but sometimes they don't make sense
refrigerator. My friend wrote and decided to recite this in English last year. Interesting
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 8:03 pm
WHITEWINGTIP
Fangs of Black
Wings of White
Here I come
Perfect Night
Little Hunter
Set of stakes
Met me Once
Golden Gates
Werewolves Hunt
But I Hunt Better
See what Ive Made?
A Werewolf Sweater Made this for a vampire site I occassionally roam razz
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 8:11 pm
WhiteWingtip WHITEWINGTIP
Fangs of Black
Wings of White
Here I come
Perfect Night
Little Hunter
Set of stakes
Met me Once
Golden Gates
Werewolves Hunt
But I Hunt Better
See what Ive Made?
A Werewolf Sweater Made this for a vampire site I occassionally roam razz ....Wow good
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 8:37 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 8:44 pm
SHE WALKS IN BEAUTY
by: George Gordon (Lord) Byron (1788-1824)
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow'd to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impair'd the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!
This is one of many favorite historic poems. I also adore the song of this poem sung by Sissel.
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Posted: Sat Dec 12, 2009 7:38 pm
these are all great...heres a new one i made: FALLEN ARMS Once on a night through the great land, there once was a person, a soldier, a man, and once on a night, he thought he could see, a angel from heaven looking upon thee, but come to find out, through the great land, there was a hole, in this poor man, and with one last glare,from the angles above, he fell on the ground, and became a dove.
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 4:59 pm
Wow, that's great Sieres!
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Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2009 6:51 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 07, 2010 9:59 pm
"This boy is Ignorance.
This girl is Want.
Beware them both,
and all of their degree,
but most of all
beware this boy,
for on his brow I see
that written which is
Doom, unless the
writing be erased"
[[ Couldn't think of anything else to finish it with ]]
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 6:29 pm
Darkness Pulls you in, seconds count down until your Rebirth. All Knowing that I have spared your life from any
Penalty towards this forsaken world. No longer will you be the fallen,...My child
Seek your true destiny, Walk in the Forgotten Lands, for my Hand will be there to guide you
Let your Dreams engulf you, Let Dark Blood Drain Your Core, Minds falling as Choice takes them To Beginning
Reaper of Dreams
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 6:32 pm
Khaos x--ReDsTaR--x "This boy is Ignorance. This girl is Want. Beware them both, and all of their degree, but most of all beware this boy, for on his brow I see that written which is Doom, unless the writing be erased" [[ Couldn't think of anything else to finish it with ]] Sounds good to me Dear
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