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Danuka registered: 6/24/2004 00:00 posts: 1860

I wonder if anyone will actually appreciate this thread... But I don't care. In all its simplicity, it's about poetry, either yer own or someone else's that you feel is significant enough to be posted. Since I'm pretty egoistic (...not really) I'm going to start with something I've written, just so that this won't become another "I'm bored, let's chat" -thread. It feels less dark , sitting on a cold bench in an empty park, a cigarette in hand, wondering how to get back, how to put together what´s been torn apart, light as a feather the weight falls down, calls for the eighth time, the seven lines weren´t enough, a cough and it´s hard to stay tough in the breeze, it´s feels colder than yesterday, bolder than the quiet sob, the little shiver and the cigarette on the ground, strength nowhere to be found but only the sound of the silent footsteps gets through and for the ninth time it calls, a leaf falls, with a sigh the feet stop in front of the one who no longer is sitting, how fitting to take the offered hand and start walking, step through the trees and let the leaves fall like they´re supposed to, one last glance at the shell, tell them if it was worth it, in the dark when it doesn´t matter anymore, when there´s no need to sort it.

posted: 3/8/2005 11:52

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glitterfaery311 registered: 3/19/2004 00:00 posts: 4449

heres one i wrote... shes clawing her way through again the strange little girl inside showing all the signs of a girl who cant be loved she runs from those that love her and fears those that want to know her she hides in her room all alone with her books filled with castles and witches her mind with sorrow, her heart nothing but pain you can see in her eyes shes been crying but you dont dare to ask why at all noone to stand or sit beside her forever she walks all alone...

posted: 3/8/2005 12:06

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glitterfaery311 registered: 3/19/2004 00:00 posts: 4450	... what do i have left to give what do i need to live wishes and dreams i have plenty but noone to dream them up with my dreams are of running away again its all i know how to do now its all that i think i can do the only thing ive ever been good at hurting those i have loved and loving those that would never love me why cant i stand on my own i used to love being alone...
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jebus saved me registered: 8/23/2004 00:00 posts: 875

this is a real emo-fahsion thread but i'll post sum poems i like -Rupert Brookes (1887-1915) -It's not going to happen again I have known the most dear that is granted us here, More supreme than the gods know above, Like a star I was hurled through the sweet of the world, And the height and the light of it, Love. I have risen to the uttermost Heaven of Joy, I have sunk to the sheer Hell of Pain— But—it's not going to happen again, my boy, It's not going to happen again. It's the very first word that poor Juliet heard From her Romeo over the Styx; And the Roman will tell Cleopatra in hell When she starts her immortal old tricks; What Paris was tellin' for good-bye to Helen When he bundled her into the train— Oh, it's not going to happen again, old girl, It's not going to happen again.

posted: 3/8/2005 12:09

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jebus saved me registered: 8/23/2004 00:00 posts: 876

another one.. Siegfried Sassoon. (1893-1918) -Suicide in the Trenches I KNEW a simple soldier boy Who grinned at life in empty joy, Slept soundly through the lonesome dark, And whistled early with the lark. In winter trenches, cowed and glum, With crumps and lice and lack of rum, He put a bullet through his brain. No one spoke of him again. You smug-faced crowds with kindling eye Who cheer when soldier lads march by, Sneak home and pray you’ll never know The hell where youth and laughter go.

posted: 3/8/2005 12:12

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Danuka registered: 6/24/2004 00:00 posts: 1861	Oi! Suicide In The Trenches is by Siegfried Sassoon.
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jebus saved me registered: 8/23/2004 00:00 posts: 878	so it is i was think of another poem by the wilfred guy..
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candycanerainbow registered: 11/22/2004 00:00 posts: 298	Glitterfaery311... I could relate to that poem so much it actually made me cry - it's just like something I wrote. I write poems all day every day, but if anybody sees them I feel like I'm standing naked in front of them.
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Compliquez registered: 7/21/2004 00:00 posts: 2107	.... I write tons of poetry, but I never share it because I am afraid people will make fun of it... ahhh!!
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kimbobway registered: 7/16/2004 00:00 posts: 1878	i like coleridge, he was one crazy mofo.
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glitterfaery311 registered: 3/19/2004 00:00 posts: 4484	i know what you mean... i was alot more worried when i was younger...but now that im old...well i feel old...im only 20...some people do judge but more often than not people just understand more...ive been posting my poems on my myspace blog...so it gives people a window of time to read them really...i dont know im crazy...
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kimAVIATOUR registered: 1/22/2005 00:00 posts: 85

bluebird Bluebirds (i wrote this today on my myspace blog) The world is a well if which, you in-trance, you will see hell for sure in a glance. the nights are longer than times used to tell my mind just plays over the gestures you did well if you had been in the dessert of same sort it'd be no longer a mirage or pray, a thought we would be in it give or take a day a bluebird could sit with you and sing you away that is but false for shes broken her wing overlooked and stood on some old broken thing. it could turn into a song yet, who knows..... kimk

posted: 3/10/2005 15:39

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glitterfaery311 registered: 3/19/2004 00:00 posts: 4485	... thats really good...i like it...
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Reillee registered: 2/6/2005 00:00 posts: 12	my turn This poem...is just well...you wait. Smooth her thoughts, rhyming fingers slowly reach over me plucking my heart strings then I moan In E flat Tune me until I sound beautiful as you. so..what do you think? was i right or was i right?
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glitterfaery311 registered: 3/19/2004 00:00 posts: 4488

i just wrote this today...im sorry if it sucks... you see a girl with sad sad eyes to her the world is nothing but lies a girl stitched together with her dreams and her wishes did you also know you could kill her with your kisses??? never to be loved or whole now she feels alone everyday now her eyes filled with tears and sorrow would things ever be better tomorrow??? noone would ever see at all the things she hid behind that wall she couldnt seem to bare the pain of loving someone so much again everyone seems to run from her unless she gets the chance to first but with him she knew she could not run would she ever realize he wasnt the one???

posted: 3/11/2005 07:09

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glitterfaery311 registered: 3/19/2004 00:00 posts: 4528

... i feel dead was it all in my head would you even care if i said ill never love again or is that what you wanted another girl broken hearted one more little goth girl with not a care in the world until you got them under your spell your own private hell loneliness is what you need to feel to make you wish for once it was real but to you thats just like home to you nothing is what i mean to you...

posted: 3/13/2005 08:23

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glitterfaery311 registered: 3/19/2004 00:00 posts: 5708

i wrote some stuff this morning so... i figured id bump this old thread and post them... why cant you just let me go??? why do you have to keep s*cking me back in??? do you think im just a toy??? what do you want from me??? what will it take to satisfy you??? so many questions unanswered i need to know what you expect from me i cant take your games anymore youve ripped out my heart so many times now and you never admit what youve done you think that youre above retribution dont you know that you get what you give??? yet you think ill just sit here and take it all the sh!t that youve thrown at me i think this time its different you cant have my heart its all gone i gave it to someone more worthy someone who treats me so well i wish i could say i hope youre happy but i only hope you rot in hell...

posted: 5/24/2005 18:25

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glitterfaery311 registered: 3/19/2004 00:00 posts: 5709

and heres another one... she was just a little faery girl with hot pink glittering wings just sitting by a flower doing little fay things always so trusting...never gave a second thought to someone walking all over her... to someone claiming to be what theyre not the other wee ones were always so mean they knew her weaknesses and how to make her scream giggling to themselves and acting like friends pretending things are ok...that its just a little game not really knowing what the point is but seeing its results her tattered wings a daily reminder of what once was her reality empty words and half assed appologizes from those she once felt close to... the ones with which she was at ease...

posted: 5/24/2005 18:25

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Ten dead but no pun registered: 5/8/2005 00:00 posts: 46	sob is this crashed why wont it let me post
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Ten dead but no pun registered: 5/8/2005 00:00 posts: 47

so now it works grrr lets have another go i wrot this aout a friend of mine failure you say im a failure and i'd have to agree you say im a failure because im selfish and rude id have to agree you say im a failure because well never compare id have to agree but the real reason im a fauilure though is because i fail to understand you you're a lessons in opposites my dear sweet freind. i wonder, when you watch beauty and the beast doe it remind you of yourself? Belles beauty the beasts emotional baggage. youve got legs to eternity scars aswell. you say im a failure and id have to agree coz they make me sick You're a skipping record of a horrible one night stand, all fun and games, till you wake up the next morning and realise your minds been f***** with more than your body. over and over and over again the emotional bullsh** on repetitive repeat. you say im a failure and id have to agree coz you make me sick. you're a knoose round my neck i feel it get tighter with every new scar i swear i can hear my neck snapping you say im a failure and id have to agree because i cant breathe when im with you you say im a failure and id have to agree because friend or not im giving you another scar as i cut myself free you say im a failure and id have to agree because i cannot NO i refuse to help you. well anyway thats my poem hope i didnt freak anyone out by it. :)

posted: 5/25/2005 01:38

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Ten dead but no pun registered: 5/8/2005 00:00 posts: 48	ooh now i understand i didnt realise they wouldnt let you swear oops
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thelostdude registered: 9/15/2004 00:00 posts: 522	There is a guitarist called Vigi, Who's always touring, always so busy, He's one of the Hives, And he's really nice, He plays guitar 'til he gets dizzy. Ok, that didn't take much thought. And it's really not suitable for this thread. Meh.
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shinee123 registered: 10/9/2004 00:00 posts: 2989

i wrote one and here it is untitled by me! as these tears fall from my eyes i wonder where you are i wonder what you're doing i wonder if you remember all the times we had together and everytime we looked into eachothers eyes we couldnt keep a straight face now these moments are gone and so aer you and now i know your never gonna come back but i still love you and than i wrote this one last night untitled 2 i hote you but i love you im hating this while i love this i am so confused can you save me i dont know what to do will you break me?

posted: 5/25/2005 16:57

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The Union registered: 2/1/2005 00:00 posts: 142	.... .......Poetry is a dead art.....using the term "art" loosely........ -quote me- -another moment- -The Union
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glitterfaery311 registered: 3/19/2004 00:00 posts: 5849

i was writing again...heres some stuff i wrote this morning all alone in darkness shes left to find her way but which way does she go both seem to be the same no matter what she is alone in her pain and misery noone would ever love her how can you love a dream was she ever real or just a fantasy and another one stop telling me to smile what do i have to smile about i have no life to speak of i shut everything out you all think you know me and just how things should be but what do you really know do you have some new tricks up your sleeve??? that will fix all the things ive broken to fix the things broken in me??? im tired of trying to make pretend that everything will turn out ok you tell me you know it will all be fine but how can you say you know it will??? i really do wish i could convince myself that what you say is true im sorry i made you waste your time on someone so mentally screwed

posted: 5/30/2005 04:58

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I'm a Wicked One registered: 8/30/2004 00:00 posts: 827	poetry I write stuff too, most of the time just funny things, sometimes serious but not that often, cuz I fortunately dont have much to complain about.. but its all in Dutch, so I wont post it here hehe but you're stuff is really good, people!
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I'm a Wicked One registered: 8/30/2004 00:00 posts: 829	hehe just tried to translate some of them.. wont work hehe
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glitterfaery311 registered: 3/19/2004 00:00 posts: 5852	hehehe... well i dont think anything ive written is any good but some of the other stuff on here is...and you dont really have to complain about anything in a poem...it can be a happy poem...i dont think ive ever written a happy poem though...i wouldnt know how...hehehe
posted: 5/30/2005 05:17	Reply | PM | Edit | IP

glitterfaery311 registered: 3/19/2004 00:00 posts: 5907	ive been writing again... my mind is frozen thoughts cut off words just keep drifting never seeming to stop not making much sense but when do i ever thoughts always tangled up like a knot that cant be undone forever winding together now my body has gone numb my eyes are glazed over i should just stop now dont you know its all over im sorry that you had to know her...
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gimmebrains registered: 4/4/2005 00:00 posts: 1052	i like this i write poetry, but I don't think its very good. i don't think i'm confident in it enough to post any.
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100hours registered: 6/12/2004 00:00 posts: 12	poem There once was a man from Nantucket, Whose dick was so long he could suck it. He said with a grin, As he wiped off his chin, If my ear were a c*** I would f*** it!
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