;)Ok,anyway good poem!

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Oh poems, oh poems, are killing me so
For the ones I see are speaking of snow
Oh Christmas, oh Christmas is drawing ever nearer
But my dreams and thoughts are ever drearier.
Will there ever be a blizzard in my uneventful life?
Apparently not, regardless of my strife.
Of all the things I need, I get a poke
Santa\'s about to die from heat-stroke.
Too used of living in the snow is he
he\'s not used to seeing a bumble bee.
But the bumble bee bumbles, bumbling along
In winter he\'s listening to the thrushes\' new song.
Is there any time, any place, anywhere?
You see, time is running out for the polar bear.
Oh poems, oh poems, are killing me so
For the ones I see are speaking of snow.

[Edited on 14-12-2003 by AirMan]

Did u compose that poem yourself?

Yes, why?

I say this to my snowballs before I throw them, it helps my aim:

Snowball, snowball, pure and white!
Snowball, snowball, please take flight!

Snowball, snowball, smack a head!
Snowball, snowball, make cheeks red!

Is it good enough? Or should I use some real poetry?

[Edited on 17-12-2003 by deepsea7]

[Edited on 17-12-2003 by deepsea7]

Heh! Nice little rhyme, there!

Thanks, the last line was originally \"make them dead\" but that seemed a little harsh.

Death? That\'s my favourite topic in poems! I likie tham. They make me think. Heh! I ought to lay off media which makes me think, though. I\'ve been known to think for so long and hard about a weired movie which is like the above so much, I physically throw up!:lol:

I got this published in a book in 5th grade.

Day of Departure
The day I knew,
Departed from my dad,
I wasn\'t cheerful,
I was really really sad,
I was only 4 at the time,
So I didn\'t know,
What was going on,
I didn\'t know,
What to do,
I thought I could,
Bring him back,
Then I knew I couldn\'t.
He was gone forever,
But still in my heart,
And that day of Departure,
Was the worst day of all.

This was a true story written by me.
I am now in 7th grade.

Great! We had some stupid poet come to our school. (No, not all poets are stupid, espesially you guys) We were making a mosaiac of poems to put on the wall inside our school. We had no choice of what poem went on there for us. She made us do queer poems like: I am an octopus, really mad, I slap with all 8 legs.
Stupid, huh? Now when I look at it, I see all the stupid poems like \"The beach is my mom\"
or \"Jump\" or \"Bang\" We could not put up a poem we made ourselves that we wanted to put up. We could only out up the queer ones.

Back on topic, here is a poem from me.

Virus\' everywhere,
following their heir,
It is up to me,
the only one,
to delete them just for fun,
darkness encloses me,
what could I see,
fear struck my heart,
I found I could not part,
oddly for me,
Zero EXE,
to finally see my end,
light draws near,
I shed a tear,
to my surprise,
I got a second try,
I never acted foolish and careless again.

How was it?

i lost you once
i found you then
you left me once
dont leave me once again
if you leave
ill go with you
if you run
ill catch up to you
i love you more than ever
dont leave me
ill prove to you
how little i want,but you are all ill need
stay with me
dont go
or else,you forever,i shall follow

Silence

Silence ringing all around
Deafens me day by day
With all the noises of the Earth
It will not go away.

It pulls at my tearing ears
Makes my eardrums pop.
With all this it never fades
As the tap goes plip-plop

All this silence drives me insane
I scream out in agony.
It’s too much for my fading brain.
It’s too much for me.

[Edited on 9-1-2004 by AirMan]

give me a chance
to prove where i stand
mock me today
you may not see any other land

you mocked me once
mock me more
you wont have a chance
to walk out the door

dont ever mess
with you know is the best
im stronger than you think
mock me,and that will have been your last breath

Everything i write i wrote myself.

People,write some poems,it passes times and its interesting.

Yay! *clap clap* Anyways, not to good at writing poems here, Just like to read them. I like your first one rinder, good job!:D

Now for a haiku.

In the woods I see
A sword driven through the ground
An old battlefield.

hooray :cool:

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Very good WindRider~, Well, I hues its worth a try... It can\'t hurt...Much..:devil:

I sit alone
Alone in the dark
away from you,
away from it all
alone I sit
hurting myself
killing myself
second by second,
I get more insane...
Nothing to say but one thing,
Insanity is the keay to happiness...

Please tell me what you think.

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Well, this isn\'t great, but I thought it up.

A Seducing Gleam
~~~~~~~~~~~

I sit here
lost in my thoughts
sit here in the dark
In my hand it gleams;
calls;
beckons.

it wants;
down into the flesh

here in the dark I sit
The blade
Oh it gleams, seductive it is...

whispering to me;
calling me;

Beckoning me.


Now very good, but what else can I say?

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Walking in the woods
The leaves resemble fall
Birds begin to leave
I can\'t blame them at all...

Wrote it for English 2 class.

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:)Thanks.
I have a friend who writes some just plain amazing poems...but there all about suicide.

I\'m trying to get her help.
Hope that goes well...
Anywho...Nice piece Man!!

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Damn, you guys write good poems. ( I read a lot of them) I\'m just here to comment though, gave up on writing poems... Just to depressing for me.

I wrote this one back in February:

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Sugar is sweet
And you taxes are due

Now wasn\'t that great? But seriously. Here\'s a realy poem of mine:

Passing life in a shallow dream
Our eyes glazed over in hate.
We stand alone beside who we could be
Wishing to change our fate.
And though this pain continues to grow
And muffle all of our cries,
We stand up strong and let them know
We won\'t believe these lies.

Through various days of gloom and shade
Each heart darkened in sin,
A simple person shall begin to wade
through life until they win.
They\'ll stand up tall, proud and free,
A model to all of the rest.
Everyone should strive to be
The person they are the best.

That person being who they are,
The one and only you.
These intentions will get you far,
and guide you through all you do.

Yup. I haven\'t figured out a name for it yet though. Anyone want to help me? Would be appreciated. Thanks