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i find that there is a different kind of pain
other than the sharp piercing of a knife against the skin
or the dull ache of a twist of muscle or bone
its a recessive lurching
coming like a dagger at your throat
over and over again
shaking you down to your core
and leaving you painfully breathless
your hands shake with fear and disbelief
and your head aches
from being in the wrong direction
all you see is white and clear
and even that world
spins over and over again
your breath comes short
and you let out a cry of agony
but no one comes to save you
and as the tears fall down your flushed cheeks
your stomach curdles once more
and to think
this is all self inflicted
by an obsession
with wrong doing
god help the troubled soul
Theres Another one of my favorites of my little collecton... Constructive criticisikm always welcome
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Are you crazy? that was great! true, it was kind of sad, but it was great! I look forward to seeing your other one.I submitted this one for a literary contest in my school, though I really didn't like it that mcuh, I wrote it at last minute. I prefer one I wrote for my english class which I will post when my teacher gives it back.
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i wrote a new haiku!
Fight of the Dragons
We, the dragons, fight
The plight, this and every
other, single night
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I have written a lot of haikus recently this is the least embarassing
Love is...
I dont know what love is.
What is love?
I bunch of peoms i just cant find em.
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more poems!
whahahahahahhahahahhahaha!
this one I wrote earlier, about eagles, but changed it to dragons because it expresses my feelings better. here it is!
The morning comes to the sky,
And Frees our hearts to soar the skies,
And find out what just may lie,
Beyond where we have so far flown,
And find what we may, as we roam,
For we are dragons, strong and proud,
And though some may think us simply loud,
We shalll shout our freedom ot the skies,
And though some may think us simply loud,
We shall shout our freedom to the skies,
and fly, fly as the dragon flies,
For we are dragons, strong and proud, and we are free of the ground,
So here our cry,
And here us sound,
For we are dragons, strong and proud.
A light
Wind rustles all the leaves,
And rain drips off the eaves,
And through it all, a light shines through,
To light upon the sky so blue.
This one was written for a couple girls who asked me two:
Two girls
two girls stand there, in the sun.
Doing nothing just having fun,
Just standing, standing in the sun.
Same with this one
True Friends.
Together they laugh, where apart they would cry,
They're true friends forever,
In this I don't lie.
They're true friends for ever,
Their bonds unbroken,
Their friendships unmatched,
They're friends forever,
No strings attached.
THis ones an old haiku i did:
The night was silent,
Swoosh, whoosh, swoosh, went the owl's wings,
The silence returned.
Valentine is in the air,
And everything comes in pairs,
On this day, oh so fair,
Love is truly in the air.
Snow falls before my eyes,
And the sun begins to rise,
And as the snow glistens in the light,
my heart dost truly take to flight.
edited to add more poems.
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Poem by vegan_chick
You have _no_ idea how much this poem relates to me. I actually have a song/poem that is so, well, mushy, that I refuse to show anyone except Clone. Eheheheheheheheh.... *scurries off*
[edited to replace a full-post-quote with a link to the original post. Just as a rule of thumb you want what you write in your post to be longer than any quote. The
icon links directly to a post. --kli]
Oh, thanks Kathy!
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mwahahahahahahhha! you asked for it!
here's my poetry!
flying up in the air,
swerving, turning here and there,
watch us glisten, watch us fly,
watch us glide through the sky.
and....
oh and yesterdays was:
the hero shall come with dragon's blood and dragon's sight,
and fight the eternal fight,
but do not cry, and do not moan,
for he shall never fight alone.
and....
We spread to wings, and take to air,
Hot or cold we do not care,
For we are dragons, free to fly,
Shining brightly in the sky,
we are the dragons, and we shall fly!
and....
The sun comes up, to free our wings,
And from the ground we now do fling,
To spread our wings and take to sky,'
To feel the joys of the fly,
To feel the wind beneath our wings,
It makes us simply want to sing!
and....
black dragon, black as night,
for which side do you fight?
for the night,
Or for the light?
Black dragon also know as the choice.
and....
With dragon's blood and Dragons sight,
The hero shall come to fight the fight,
But if he fails, to stop the Plight,
Then we shall fall to endless night.
Shakora's welcome. Dragon Prophecy.
and....
with dragon's blood, and dragons sight,
the hero shall come, to fight the fight,
but if he fails, to stop the plight,
well, so long your doomed!
stretching clawing towards the sky,
we ache to know, what may lie,
beyond the limits of our eyes,
for we are the curious, we are the brave,
and we ache to be, beyond this cave
and....
Eyes that shine in the night,
I fear my senses will take flight,
Leave me, they just might,
On this very, very, bright night,
Never has there been such a light,
When your eyes shine, the night takes flight,
Your eyes give my life light.
wrote every one of them! (what can i say, i have a lot of time on my hands. hope you like them!)
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Learn to grow from not only your mistakes, but all of the events and things in life.
I don't write poems very often. I can't write much about happy things because I feel like I'm lying to myself. This one is more like a then/now kinda thing.
Always shall I sink below the surface,
my own soul writhing beneath my skin.
When will it ever stop,
the torment deep inside?
Held fast by the darkening sky,
I sift through my thoughts of despair.
Always searching, never finding
the answer to my final question.
Long have I been released,
and never shall I return again
to the isolation of the night
and shadows of the day.
Still no answer has come to me,
but I no longer want to know the answer.
Pain is all it promises.
-Gryphon
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I'm not sure, I heard it on the radio on an oldies station and I thought it sounded pretty. it most likely is though.
I was nearing the edge
It's time
my soul told me
I could taste it in the air
I could feel it all around me
I also felt the gaping darkness
I was oblivious to fear
but not intimidation
for I was so small
against the huge cliff
my mistake
my downfall
I knew it was time
so I took my leap
This poem is not about suicide. (people always think that) It is about accepting your mistakes and learning to get over them, and even growing from them.
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