poems:

[>>[S]ilver]

I am somewhat of a poet...thats slightly embarresing, but...i want to share these:
Shattered:
my soul has shattered
into millions of peices.
the snow will fall
like the peices of me
that you shattered
when you left.
for you i weep,
for you lost out
and you will never get it back
never get me back.
for i have moved on.

Dry her eyes:
Dry here eyes,
she has been crying
dry her eyes
no one will come.
no one knows,
Dry her eyes
I can't remember
It's all a blur
It's all gone dark.
Dry her eyes
somone's been killing
someone's been killed
Dry her eyes
it was her
Dry her eyes.
The evening Night:
Crikets humm
Shadows cast
Nighttime's here,
it's come at last.
Moonlight dances on the walls
as i walk through peacefull halls
this is the place i call home
this dark bliss.
in this darkness i call home
the shining waters turn to foam.
and in my opinion, the best:
no title:
I feel like crying
But i don't know why.
laughter is but a far off sound
ehcoing in the shadows
of my darkest dreams, drowned.
even though silvery snow falls through the air,
I can't even smile
Even though the sun shines brightly,
I can't manage a grin
And then i see your eyes
comeing 'round the corner
It's like rain:
I can't help but feel it under my skin.
And then,
i smile.[/b]



I won't bore you with any more...

[goldenstream]

Those are really good! I wrote a poem that is being published in a book! Big accomplishment for little me!

9/11

People running to and fro
Why are they running? Why do they go?
Now I see it, now I know
Why the people are running to and fro.

I see smoke billowing high
Hot flames licking the sky
Two buildings crumbling to the ground
Few survivors to be found

Many people are now in heaven
Because of the tradigies of 9/11
People running to and fro
In a white robe and a halo.



I wrote that a while ago and had it along with all of my other poems read aloud in class against my will.

[>>[S]ilver]

wow...sad...but veryveryvery good!

[goldenstream]

Thanks! I wrote it when I was supposed to be paying attention to a lecture in math class!

[Pantherclaw]

Here is a poem that I just made up and it stinks! It's not really a poem!


[shadow=red,left,300][glow=red,2,300]My best friend[/glow][/shadow]

My cat,
My lap warmer,
My bestfriend,

Today feels like the darkest coldest winter solenm,
like there is a rat clawing and gnawing at my heart,
today there will be no lap warmer,
no knitting helper,
no bestfriend,
Because today there lies my lap warmer,
my cat,
my bestfriend,
Cold and dead.

[goldenstream]

That's good!

[>>[S]ilver]

oh mi god! thats so saddening!

[goldenstream]

Seriously! (That's my word!)

[Pantherclaw]

Well................I wrote something like that when mi dear dog died so I just changed it up a bit!

[goldenstream]

cool

[Pantherclaw]

COOL???!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[goldenstream]

Not the dog dieing, just who you got such a nice poem out of such a sad situation.

[Pantherclaw]

K!

[goldenstream]

Sorry!

[Pantherclaw]

Teehee