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@Tohoak Hey! Thanks! It was for a challenge poem to write about an inanimate object. It's one of those poems where the title is very important in understanding it. It's about a doll. :)


@Hellfire Haha, I'm not sure if I'm really that great of a poet to compete, but I guess I could at least share a few and hope all goes well?
 
(Umm... so I just wrote this randomly. Not really sure how I feel about it. But oh well... ) :)


Rain Drop


Some people dance


Some they laugh


But what I love most


Is when they cry so I can wash away their tears.


I'm above all else


But fall quickly down


Melting into concrete


And drowning in the sea.


Why am I forgotten


When I'm not around?


That clinking sound


Aren't I the one that eases you to sleep?


My brothers, the loud ones,


Boom in the night


They awaken you


Because they are selfish.


My father lights up the sky


And though it's a sight to behold


Makes me cower and shiver


That's why I'm always tumbling down.


I remember the best days


The brighter days for me


When the sun warms my bubble


And I can fall gracefully into the warmth of the Earth.


Those are the days


That are few and in between


But it is then that I can free myself


From my family.
 
So, I was going to post one of my all time fav poems that I've written... but they're gone. I foolishly didn't back it up. It was on xanga.com... (:'()


But on a 'happier' note... I found something I wrote xD


Sometimes I Wish

Sometimes I wish I wasn’t so human

Because being human means making mistakes

Doing things over and over even when they’ve proven

That I should do them differently

Sometimes I wish I’d learn

To make that simple choice

Between ME and everything else… to discern

To listen to that small voice that says NO

Sometimes I wish that I would understand

That the consequences would be major

And that the mine I’ve stepped on would land

Me in a whole

Just sometimes I wish… I wasn’t so human.

 
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Humans are cruel by nature


Childern strip the wings off of butterflies


Teens play with hearts


And adults fight to rise to the top


Their is no mercy


For mercy is weakness


Their is only human nature


The want to be above all else


Perhaps once humans were not like this


Maybe, once they were nice


But time has had its way with man


It has twisted him


Humanity finds everything cruel


Time, life, love


But in reality it is humanity that makes such things cruel


They make mistakes, but of course that is only human nature
 
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A short poem!!!


The Song Of Spring


The pastel sky


A cozy breeze


The colors of our beloved spring.


And a motherly voice began to sing.


The song they sung at spring.


The little girl had giggled,


The boy was baffled.


All by the beauty of the colors


Or the never ending flowers.
 
[QUOTE="Lilah Tunth]A short poem!!!
The Song Of Spring


The pastel sky


A cozy breeze


The colors of our beloved spring.


And a motherly voice began to sing.


The song they sung at spring.


The little girl had giggled,


The boy was baffled.


All by the beauty of the colors


Or the never ending flowers.

[/QUOTE]
I love it. Lol i just wrote a poem fir english. We got to make up the subject on what to write. I just wrote a fall poem! Lol.


"Dance of the Leaves!"


Dancing dynamically


Twirling in air.


A twisting tornado


For all to share.


The duet of the season.


The song of the sky.


A crackle of fun


That snaps right on by.


They flutter melodiously


As they drop from trees.


Wonderfully glee,


This is the dance of the leaves!
 
A beast of flame


A monster rarely tamed


It rules the skies


With mighty wings it flies


Piles of treasure are its bed


Horns adorn its head


It is know to steals maidens


Its legend never fading


A dragon is strong


It is mighty and fast


Of course, it is only from the past


It can be large our small


Big as a mountain, or the size of a doll


It rules all elements


It can have scales, feathers, or skin


Some are evens known to have fins


Dragons come in all shapes and sizes
 
I love it.


"A Tiger's Hunt"


They stalk through the woods.


They crawl with their bellies to the ground.


Mouths watering, eyes starving


They wait for their chance.


Silent as a frost frozen night


Frighting as wandering death.


Cold glittering eyes


All part of its hunting dance.


Analyizing and watching.


Anticipating the start.


Heart thudering then


Leap!


The chase has begun!


Zig zag zig


Race through the woods.


Closing in mouth parted.


Desparate last struggle


Pointless for it is dead.


It faced and failed


The true King of The Jungle.
 
Ah, a poem war. What a... thing to stumble upon. Lemme just leave this here


Violent Emancipation


They said I was harmless


They said I was just a child


They knew I had the potential


Yet, they said that I was mild


I felt so caged in


A puppet of society


Withholding the violence


Yet, they just say "What a pity"


But then I broke free


Shattered the chains of captivity


They begged for mercy


Their Cries ran through the city


The warmth of their blood on my body


Their tears sliding down their blank eyes


I felt so alive


Finally free from their lies.
 
Nice and very dangerous! In a good way!
 
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So I'm rather too busy for any manner of collaboration, but I thought I might be able to offer some small assistance in here.


To whit; it may please you all to know this exists: Other - BYOC (Bring Your Own Coffee) - Now With More Coffee!


And in the event any of you are looking for advice or guidance, I can provide some links on request - but since some people respond poorly to constructive criticism, I'll not do so otherwise.
 
Just accedentially started the begining of a new poem.


"Think"


You will always have friends.


You will always fall in love.


And jealousy will linger.


The question to ask is


Do I have good, considering friends?


Will it hurt if I loose love?


What is there to be jealous of?
 
Bump!


Its been a while! Lets get this thing going again! Trying to come up with a new poem for english presentation! Don't want to read it in front of class!
 
Hellfire


I am the light withinthe darkness


I am the judgment of the damned


Be careful in life or I may know the taste of your flesh


As those in my grasp have caused their own pain


I am eternal a caretaker of a grisly garden


I am neither evil or good


I simply am what I am


The firey fear of all that are dark


I am lorded over by a fallen angel


But one day he shall be thrown to my mercy


I will taste the flesh of my once master


And i will gaurd over all darkness


When that day comes their will be no darkness


Their shall only be light, both good and bad


I am the dark light


The fire of ice and pain


And no one will every douse my flame
 
When It Falls


Maybe red’s like roses?


Maybe it’s the pool of blood


The innocents will lay in


When in the end you’ve failed to save them?


Their dying eyes


Are wide and white like snow


And now they know


The cost of trusting you’s obliteration


Mirrors will shatter


Crushed by the weight of the world


The pillars collapse in shame


There’ll be no rest


There’ll be no love


There’ll be no hero in the end


Who will rise above


And when it ends


The good will crawl


The shining light will sink in darkness


Victory for hate incarnate


Misery and pain for all


When it falls


P.S these are lyrics for a RWBY song. I liked them so much that I decided to post them here. I'll put up something original to make up.
 
[QUOTE="Kinky Shinigami]
When It Falls
Maybe red’s like roses?


Maybe it’s the pool of blood


The innocents will lay in


When in the end you’ve failed to save them?


Their dying eyes


Are wide and white like snow


And now they know


The cost of trusting you’s obliteration


Mirrors will shatter


Crushed by the weight of the world


The pillars collapse in shame


There’ll be no rest


There’ll be no love


There’ll be no hero in the end


Who will rise above


And when it ends


The good will crawl


The shining light will sink in darkness


Victory for hate incarnate


Misery and pain for all


When it falls


P.S these are lyrics for a RWBY song. I liked them so much that I decided to post them here. I'll put up something original to make up.

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What is RWBY?
 
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Inessential


A ghost in the machine


Flicking in and out


A speck of sand in a desert


Part of a larger bout


Just a crack


In this castle of glass -( Couldn't resist )


Just a leaf


In a sea of grass


Unnoticed


Unneeded


I have seen


My worthlessness conceded


A dwarf in a world of giants


Biding my time


Yet, I have nothing still


I've yet to reach my prime


(Ugh, this sucks D:)
 
A warriors dance is deadly


Filled with steel and flesh


War is an art all its own


An art few are good at


Do you know the dance of blades


The singing of battle


The art of war?


Few can stand knowing the truth


To be good at killing


Those that can are insane


Something not quite right in their brain


Soilders, warriors, all of them


They know the tune although they can not explain it to you


When you step on the battlefield, you'll learn the tune


That drives man to its untimely doom
 
"Blades Shed Too Late"


I know the dance of the blades!


The swift unkind world of war,


The deadly accent of fate


And the hateful boast of the late.


All are to be found here


In the cold dark pit.


All are to be deserved here


In the harsh stank lair of despair!


Great to those above


But seen through thier lies below.


Regretful but still with lingering pride.


All of them down there seem to die.


This is the place of the unworthy!


This is the place of death.


To die in fear


To die, not even dear.


Oh it feels good to write more poems!
 
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