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Si Titran wrote:

I hope I'm not being a hog here. I wrote this one last night. This is as close to sweet as I think I've ever come.

The song played softly
In the cold night
The vision of a future
So close, almost to the touch
Quiet from voices
Just two entiwined in dance
Holding each other tenderly
There is no one else
After all, the day is through
And theirs is now to each other.

Very nice, Si, very nice. And I like yours too, green. Your last one.

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*claps, hands out flowers, chocolates* My turn

Salvation sky, a saving expanse for a barren land. A place for Peacekeeper Jones. A land for the spirit, a land with a sound of its own. At night, sounds to chill the cleanest soul covered and bedded up tight. A day as quiet as quiet can be, a silence that makes its own noise. In rides Peacemaker Jones, a priest on mission from God and a mission of self. Following Grave Robber Bones.

A trail of skulls behind him, an empty sky above. A shovel over a shoulder held by burned left hand. Grave Robber Bones chased by Peacemaker Jones for six empty shells far done. Slugs that ate and tore away, robbed them of theirs and them. A leer and a step, no sound as he left. Killing the air as he went. Up at the church you could see as he stepped. Painful as pleasure can be.

Angel wings light as air, Feathers made of smoke. Smoke white as December snow. Cloth blind eyes, eyes pure in their hidden mask less place. Bandaged Leper’s hands with charred blackened tips. Lace less sandaled beach combed feet, feet that tread on airless space unknown. Angel arms and spirit palms a weapon never held. Resistance never felt, resistance never given. Welcomes you in, welcoming peacemaker Jones.

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Cool.

Really good job with that

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Impressive. I like the style of it... so very different from my own work, I like it a lot.

Meat is murder...... tasty tasty murder.
"Suggestion: Electrocution works well. Evisceration and Decapitation are also effective, or um, so I've heard."

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Was that a poem? ( just wondering, since I have never seen a thing like that before ), not critisising Maltese Kentaiba.......VERY GOOD! smile

You're foolish words can never hurt me

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Thanks, I don't know when I'll ever finish it though. I wanted to add a little more into the middle before that last stanza.

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Cool, even if i dont know about know about it, that would be swell, Maltese. smile

You're foolish words can never hurt me

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" Sniff! " very nice terra, * Choke! * sad smile


Does the world always spin around?
Does the swing always make a sound?

The swing stopped, long ago
It's company has vanished simply so......

the house is empty, all the floors
All the windows and all the doors...............

You're foolish words can never hurt me

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one of my better attemps at acrosstick.

Doesn’t sand burn
Ever burn
Sorrow burns
Ever more burns
Righteousness burns
Time to time it burns

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lol, cool poem, Maltese Kentaiba! tongue Very good! ( thanks very, very much for the avatar terra! I've always wanted that Totoro picture as an avatar! big_smile )


Thanks also terra. I make them up! tongue




This isn't a poem, but I'm sure you will like it! smile

Enjoy everyone! tongue

( poem ) --

Across the stars,
all is alone
No one can hear you scream,

In space,
the aliens fly in their little shiny saucers,
Some are curious to see human life,


Like when the first man on the moon landed..............

You're foolish words can never hurt me

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I'm not sure if I quite get your last one GHF. But i don't have to get everything as its your creation.

I found a new one to post actually.

Oh to only be close to death
To feel that dark
Covering my soul
Clearing my mind from the hate and surrounding anger
But to suffer with breath in my lungs
To keep life clasped within my body
Is to have a torture
Ah, they will never change
No matter how long the road,
Regardless of how much I achive
They will never change
And I am no different to them
So I myself do hate this body, this soul
My past death has been in vain
My rebrith, a waste
What else is left for me
But to mearly survive the rest of my time on earth
There is no joy left,
I have no more faith, even in my own being's worh
I am only nothing
Because it is so evident
That my work has amounted
To that of a grain of sand
Nothing more than a nuisance
To those that say they are my supporters
Emotionless now, for I've let my sould die at their hands
And I can't even mourn anymore
Crushed untill nothing solid is left
And this is what I must accept.
Swallow what is left of my pride,
Just to survive
It is my punishment for trying to live,
To keep living, only in the shatters of pain and conformity.

(sorry it was so long)

Meat is murder...... tasty tasty murder.
"Suggestion: Electrocution works well. Evisceration and Decapitation are also effective, or um, so I've heard."

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Thanks for the kind words terra.

You seem to be one of those super creative individuals. Writing, art, the works.
I can sympathize with those feelings in your poem too. Well done.

Meat is murder...... tasty tasty murder.
"Suggestion: Electrocution works well. Evisceration and Decapitation are also effective, or um, so I've heard."

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Good stuff all!  I should see if I can dig up that old poem I wrote ages ago.  Dont know that it's much compared to you guy's work, but some people liked it.  If I find it I'll post

"You set a code to live by.  I won't be wronged, I won't be insulted...I won't be laid a hand on.  I don't do these things to other men, and I require the same from them."

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I understand the point of ages ago Alor. A lot of my writings come from that land of "ages ago" too.  It seems like I've been more into it again as the last one is newer. Never give up!  I'd like to read it too, especially after reading your other stuff> smile

Meat is murder...... tasty tasty murder.
"Suggestion: Electrocution works well. Evisceration and Decapitation are also effective, or um, so I've heard."

65 (edited by Ralin Drakus Wednesday, April 2, 2008 8:31 pm)

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lol, I wrote it in 5th grade; doesn't look much like my FanFic or the other stuff I have here, that's for sure.  Was my only attempt at poetry though, and I won a school prize for it, so maybe it's worth something.  Still looking for it; will post if I find

EDIT

This isn't the poem I was talking about, I wrote this for a project in home  school.  More of a short story I guess, but I thought it was good.  What do you guys think?


Standing on the dirt road next to my house, I watch the giant clouds roll off the mountains toward me from the east.  The normally tall and impressive looking trees in the foreground of the white and gray mass suddenly look so small.  The thunderhead slowly looms higher as it moves even closer, the quiet broken only by the occasional boom of thunder.  As night falls, the flashes of lightning become more visible, lighting the sky brilliant white for a short instant.  But as nearly always, the great clouds that a short time before had come so close, drift down into the valley below and disappear into the night

"You set a code to live by.  I won't be wronged, I won't be insulted...I won't be laid a hand on.  I don't do these things to other men, and I require the same from them."

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I think its good. Its just a poem in paragraph form. Its atmospheric and moody. Well done; you should write more. I think that's your art form, words.

Meat is murder...... tasty tasty murder.
"Suggestion: Electrocution works well. Evisceration and Decapitation are also effective, or um, so I've heard."

67 (edited by Masterchief Monday, April 7, 2008 2:48 am)

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One, two, three, four......
One, two, three, four......

As the time has come,
To pay your tonne,
Something is in the way,
Almost blocking it........

That thing, is time,
Time itself can drive you mad,
Sometimes crazy.......

I am now in prison, forged into 50 years for murder,
God help me before that.......



Note* - I am not in prison

You're foolish words can never hurt me

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I would hope so. Plus I don't think that they really imprison 12 year olds for much of anything. It would have to be superbad... and I don't think you swing that way.

Meat is murder...... tasty tasty murder.
"Suggestion: Electrocution works well. Evisceration and Decapitation are also effective, or um, so I've heard."

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Is my poem good anyone? ( pleading with pathetic eyes )

You're foolish words can never hurt me

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The middle stanzas are ok... i don't understand the counting portion of it though.

Meat is murder...... tasty tasty murder.
"Suggestion: Electrocution works well. Evisceration and Decapitation are also effective, or um, so I've heard."

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sad

Never mind, then.

You're foolish words can never hurt me

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I think I get it
Good enough for me.

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so what'd ya do to get in the joint?

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Fett_II wrote:

so what'd ya do to get in the joint?

Can't you read?  Green be da' gangsta'    tongue

"You set a code to live by.  I won't be wronged, I won't be insulted...I won't be laid a hand on.  I don't do these things to other men, and I require the same from them."

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Si Titran your first poem on this thread I can relate to. Your shy, and I used to be the EXACT same way trust me....I did nothing BUT come to BFFC......great observation of your situation!

I LOVEEEEEEEE poems and Im planning to become a poet when I finish high school........(maybe write a couple Star Wars books....:P)
but seriously, I like your poems KEEP POSTING!!! Im going to paste a poem I did a while back....


My grandfather died and I wrote this poem....

A soul broken free

A soul once opressed and bound by the pains of life
Now released into the holyness and flight of a sky kite
The soul was once a Saint now has entered the gates
Where dreams have come true and the drop of a world weight
Once drowned in depression of physical bounds
Is now redeemed of all strengths as great as it sounds
skipped purgatory a special section opens for the soul
All the faith in it's life has made him a league above our own
Gazing down upon loved ones as the soul rests
As a gaurdian to make worthy our health will nest
In the clouds of euphoria the soul converses with others
he has met through his years that it sees as it's brothers
Souls once lost it meets and shares joy amung them
All of them watching over their loved ones like growing stems
Much love and respect has risin amung the mourn
Although we know the soul has felt pain no more
I thank this soul for it was a source for my guidance
The dream of a world were it's happiness is heightened
Into the gate of bliss is the last vision the souls seen
We all love you and hope that your soul is broken free

-Dedicated to my grandfather
I love you and I'll see ya soon....


TW

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