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Nov 5, 2004 6:41:20 GMT -5
Post by Jenni on Nov 5, 2004 6:41:20 GMT -5
i love everyone in my life
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RockinRole
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Jessica LoveJoy is the best!!! ;) Yuki knows....
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Nov 12, 2004 19:08:52 GMT -5
Post by RockinRole on Nov 12, 2004 19:08:52 GMT -5
Sometimes I feel like letting go, I try to stay true to you, But in the end I sink so low. I really don't know if I love you too, But I'll guess I'll find out in the end. Maybe that's too late, But I have to know if I return the love you send. Maybe for me, to be lonely, is my fate. ^^I guess you can say that.. "I'm like a lovesick puppy who is yearning for some love, or to love"
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Nov 14, 2004 23:20:41 GMT -5
Post by Smart1 on Nov 14, 2004 23:20:41 GMT -5
Very nice, R&R! (that name cracks me up. ) I give it a...9.5/10 Great job, simply great.
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RockinRole
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Nov 15, 2004 23:10:14 GMT -5
Post by RockinRole on Nov 15, 2004 23:10:14 GMT -5
Thanks Sryan! I don't think they are very good, so thanks for the acknowlegement. And thanks for the high rating!
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RockinRole
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Nov 16, 2004 19:59:11 GMT -5
Post by RockinRole on Nov 16, 2004 19:59:11 GMT -5
I made another one....in seminary....yay!! Alone I feel so confused about my life When you are not here with me, It's like a pain in my heart stricken by a knife. Sometimes it feels easier if I was alone and free. What would it be like if I was alone? Would it be fun filled and free? No exactly the opposite of what I thought I've known. So I tell you, Don't be alone and "free,"...like me...
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RockinRole
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Jessica LoveJoy is the best!!! ;) Yuki knows....
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Nov 17, 2004 19:30:02 GMT -5
Post by RockinRole on Nov 17, 2004 19:30:02 GMT -5
I got another one I made!!!! Its not a very happy one, but whatever...hehe This is just something I did different...most of my poems were about love so I wanted to do something different. hehe Hate Can you stand what poeple say? Sometimes it's good, most of the time its bad. I really don't wanna here it today. When I hear these things it makes me mad. What am I going to do? I really don't wanna cry. What am I going to do with you? I can't hold it in so why try? This is no fun for me. Is it fun enough for you? Just leave me alone and let me be. Don't worry, I hate you too. It stinks, I know! hehe
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Nov 18, 2004 2:07:43 GMT -5
Post by smell-the-p-poop on Nov 18, 2004 2:07:43 GMT -5
i like that poem... anyway, here's a poem that i made...
The time doesn't pass by, but still, it goes really fast. People fast forward into generations, where there's no water and no sand. I sit alone everyday, just to count the stars. no one knows how i feel at night, when i'm alone an my home. people count the days just because their bored, what happened to the world today? it no loner has a mind of it's own. the dark has fallen, it feels so good, until my parents leave. now i'm surronded by the sounds, of crying, screaming, and dieing. i light a candle that lights my way, of where i'm gonna go. i decide to go outside, and greet everyone in sight. but when i go, i realized, that bleeding is worse then death. everything is pure black, no more houses where they were at. the grass feels so good on my toes, there's puddles of fresh water, i can actually see the stars in the sky, i can't hear any dieing. the world is now peaceful, beautiful too, there are even smeels of the lovely ocean blue.
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Nov 18, 2004 2:12:09 GMT -5
Post by Smart1 on Nov 18, 2004 2:12:09 GMT -5
VERY deep, both R&R and imaginary_things. Ah, I like your new attempt at a poem other than about love, R&R, very nice change of pace, splendid. Nice, strong, powerful ending. Keep it up. Imaginary_things...ah, your poem is not as sad as it usually is. Nice ending, truly. "Bleeding is worse than death." Very nice, it got me thinking.
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RockinRole
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Nov 19, 2004 23:17:05 GMT -5
Post by RockinRole on Nov 19, 2004 23:17:05 GMT -5
I wanna be with you...
I feel sad when you're not with me. When I am with you I feel weak in the knee. I wanna be with you, till the end of time. I think I love you, Is that a crime?
Can I stay here with you? Or would you make me go, Where I have nothing to do? With you, I can't say no.
I love you so, so much. I think it was meant to be. This is the work of fates touch. I want you to be with me.
I need to be near you. In my life there is nothing left. Do you want to be with me too? You stole my heart, which is theft.
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Nov 20, 2004 1:41:40 GMT -5
Post by Smart1 on Nov 20, 2004 1:41:40 GMT -5
Brilliant. One of your best ones, I say!
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Nov 20, 2004 7:00:02 GMT -5
Post by Jenni on Nov 20, 2004 7:00:02 GMT -5
i juss made this one i have like a huge headach so it might not be dat good...
wanting to be loved, to be liked, to be needed, But when it happens i feel like i should'nt be. People are alwayz before me maybe dat's what's hurting me. I feel as if i shuld give my slef a chance but my heart just won't let me. As much as i would like to know how it feels to be in da arms of the one i love. I rather see the people around me happy and cry in da darkness where no1 will see.
People say im nice i guess dat's true hiding my own happiness juss to see others. breaking my heart so i don't see anyone elses. Maybe this is why my tears come out, when i get a chance to be happy.
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Nov 20, 2004 23:20:53 GMT -5
Post by RockinRole on Nov 20, 2004 23:20:53 GMT -5
Jenni, Your poems are really good. I love 'em. They ARE way better than mine. You have more of a....uhh....thought out, and very creative poems. Mine happen out of like just spur of the moments though. I like how good your words sound together. They sound very....uhh..sophisticated.
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Nov 22, 2004 2:35:08 GMT -5
Post by smell-the-p-poop on Nov 22, 2004 2:35:08 GMT -5
EWWW! jenni, you spelled should and that and just wrong! HA! your not smart! hwaaa!!
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Nov 22, 2004 4:58:51 GMT -5
Post by Yuki on Nov 22, 2004 4:58:51 GMT -5
I've been reading all of your poems over...I really like them all, it makes me jealous that I don't have such talent! Well, I wanted to give poetry a try, so here's my first attempt (be nice! ;D) : Our Darkest Hours Down on Sullivan Lane, the rain is always pouring. The incompetent begger's eyes stare pointlessly down dark corridors. And though the children's laughter fills the dawning, Their naive, tearing eyes will always be with the mourners.
These are our darkest hours.
In the rain a man stands in solitude, His vacant expression hides the sorrow he endures, His dripping, shaken figure looks so crude... His poignant eyes inquire for the cure.
These are our darkest hours.
In the dusk a poor child wonders dark alleys, Her eyes more wet with tears than the pouring rain. She only ever wanted a friend to share with her feelings, But she's forced to continue her forlorn pain.
These are our darkest hours.
Midnight's stars covered by bombs a-glow Wars started by our forefathers still a-blaze Death and blood is all that's left to show Patriots ask themselves why in their daze
These are our darkest hours.
Alone we can't light our own darkness It's too late to save ourselves from falling But light a candle amid the mess And we may save ourselves from drowning.
These are our darkest hours
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Nov 22, 2004 5:45:24 GMT -5
Post by Yuki on Nov 22, 2004 5:45:24 GMT -5
Hee, hee! ;D Well, Jenni was telling me that my poems were "different" because they're story-type poems...so she told me to try to write a poem that isn't a story-type poem...so...yeah, I just whipped this one up so Jenni would be happy! Just Want to Tell You
I’ve never really understood it They say that you aren’t supposed to But my literal mind needs it to fit I’m not sure what to tell you You may not want to hear this But it’s what I most contemplate on I don’t believe in miracles My life is a black and white dawn I’m so drained out I’m so dried-up I’m just sick to death of love
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