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Post by wishiwasbeastgirl on Sept 20, 2005 19:09:45 GMT -5
Cool!
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Post by JesFriendMagnet on Sept 21, 2005 10:12:36 GMT -5
yeah i know, i loved em too. i thought they were really good. i iwhs i knew who wrote them.
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Post by wishiwasbeastgirl on Sept 21, 2005 14:48:13 GMT -5
I know a few more that I wrote, but I have to write them here later.
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Post by JesFriendMagnet on Sept 21, 2005 17:41:48 GMT -5
alrighty. cant wait to hear em!
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Post by imaginaryworld on Sept 28, 2005 17:02:44 GMT -5
She's waited so long for a guy, the cowardly one who's humble and shy.
One lonesome day she got her wish, but not the way you'd think of it.
A whispy man came to the forest to pracice his vows under an old oak tree he had no idea that this would happen, that a corpse would appear, that disturbed dear.
He saw her and the first words she said was "I do".
He got so scared he ran away, he thought he was safe until she came back until she got what she wanted.
She wanted to kiss him, then he fainted, and woke up terrified.
The dead was here they spoke like us, he couldn't beleive that his heart was bust.......
He thought he could leave, but then he started falling in love, with his beuatiful wife that was a corpse, he took her hand and accepted that he couldn't hide from his love for her....
They decided that they would marry, they couldn't believe this was happening, a dream as opened up to them, they kissed and lived happily ever after............
Years later, they're love have never fade, only got stronger day by day, they renewed they're vows.
The perfect day, while it was dripping rain........
A poem for Victor and Emily.....kinda happy.......kinda sad............I wished it turned out like that the way I written it........*sigh*
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Post by RavennBeastboy on Oct 1, 2005 21:11:44 GMT -5
i know... i was having an internal conflict between which i liked better... i decided emily and victor in the end... sob, sob... poor emily
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Post by RavennBeastboy on Oct 1, 2005 21:14:03 GMT -5
hehehe...here is one i wrote, don't laugh!!! The rain fell with a soft pitter-patter The wind blew harshly against the black night As I lay deep in thought, my mind echoed: Emotions linger long after midnight The soft, warm bed in which I lay in Did not give me the feel of courage or might For I was constantly in thought of one such phrase: Emotions linger long after midnight The fan blew strands of hair across my face Shading much of my face from any light Leaving a thought that weaved through my dreams: Emotions linger long after midnight I heaved a sigh and turned on my side My thoughts constantly trying to bite Of one such thing that haunted my dreams: Emotions linger long after midnight just trying to contribute... it sucked though
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Post by imaginaryworld on Oct 2, 2005 15:22:48 GMT -5
AWESOME! WRITE MORE, WRITE MORE!!!!!!!
It's called "Love Shines Closely, But So Far From Me". The sagging rose with you. It shows me that you care...... Why won't you tell me how you feel? The tears in your eyes say much...... Can't you stay with me? Is that why you hesitated coming to my door? Now all alone in my room. The moon shines closely, but so far from me.
The rain peeks through my window. Wishing to come in. I let the rain storm through my house. Letting it clean my prison. From the tears, from the madness, all the insaneness building on me. It tries to free me from everlasting sadness that's divores me. All the things I'm made of. Happiness shines closely, but so far from me.
I feel so alone..... No one's here...... But the voices in my head.....torturing me. It sometimes feels that I was never loved. From no one, but you.. You made me look forward to everyday. But not anymore. Love shines closely, but so far from me...........
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Post by RavennBeastboy on Oct 2, 2005 16:01:30 GMT -5
oh wow, that was amazing!!! write more, please!!!
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Post by imaginaryworld on Oct 3, 2005 17:35:38 GMT -5
Thx! ^^
It's called "I Wish On a Shooting Star".
I always wish that I could be happy. But to be in reality, what does it matter? Who even cares? No one, but me. So what's the use? It never works.... But why do I always beleive that someday it can be reality? I wish on a shooting star, while I cry my eyes dry.
I pray every night that the day can go well. But it turns out all the same. Why does it seem that nothing can work out for me? Why do I still have faith? I wasted gift they always say.... Who cares, who should, not expecting them too. I wish on a shooting star, while I cry my eyes dry.
Every night I shed tears. But sometimes I don't know why. Do I need a reason, or should I just know? I feel that Earth's crushing me from my heart and soul. The places that only listen to me. But only if I yell out. How depressing is that, that no one can listen to me? I wish I on a shooting star, how I wonder where you are.
Bleh................ ....-_-''....
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Post by RavennBeastboy on Oct 3, 2005 19:02:38 GMT -5
That is awesome. I suck at free verse. Here's an attempt: A dark shadowy presence Surrounded by a delightful spirit The stray strands of darkness Covered by the joyful light
This shady figure creeping In the gloomy cover of night Is shaded by such blackness Such darkness light knows not
Light shines throughout the day Not unaware of its shadow It goes on with joyous delight Leaving yesterday’s sorrows forgotten
Shadow and spirit coexist Acknowledging one another’s presence Yet even with such knowledge They never compromise…
hehehe... i don't know whether it's okay or it sucks...
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Post by JesFriendMagnet on Oct 5, 2005 19:42:03 GMT -5
its called "miserable"-- MY poem, not yours! youres was good. =3 and for further refference, im making this up as i go along. - - - - -
it's over, it's over. i know. i know. yeah, yeah, yeah... heard it all before. and every time i do i hate it even more.
i dont like remembering because it reminds me of what i dont have anymore. i want it back. all for me. all for me. im not being selfish; im trying to cope with being miserable.
i wanted forever but i asked for too much. forever is a long time to be wrong, and BOY, was i WRONG.
i see you now and it kills me. because i want you. i want your smile. your touch your kiss you hand to be laced in mine again.
please come back because im miserable without you miserable.
i pretend to be happy to be okay but im the furthest from it. its hard to answer the question "whats wrong" when nothing is right, now.
nothing is right without you come back. come back. please come back to me. dont keep me guessing, please... - - - - - -
please tell me how it is i didnt go back and check it or anything i made it on the spot.
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Post by imaginaryworld on Oct 9, 2005 19:52:58 GMT -5
You have a gift for writing poetry Jess! Please, write more SOON! ^___________________^
I walk so swiftly out in the rain, while no sun present. Cobble stones, rocky road, but a home is in my heart. A windy day, leaves in the autumn, twist and turn, but mourn.
Lovely coat, but all torn, just like my home. Needs some stitching, but no yarn, but a needle. The rain drips from my bangs and so shameful and cold. Sitting at the lovely park while the crows crow. Such a lovely sound.
Mourning for a love, need a spirit, but crushed so long ago. I sit delicately while my love rolls by. So pale and tired, awefully so humble. The perfect guy I like.
Will I ever be loved? A dream so imaginary. But what is this, he walks by my side, the guy I once dreamed is now with me.....
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Post by JesFriendMagnet on Oct 16, 2005 18:15:32 GMT -5
hmm that was good. yours ended happy. mine wouldnt have.
i dont like adding too many different feelings into one poem. especially if theyre short. it kinda worked with yours though, because you didnt exacly bring in that joyful feeling in the last line when you said he was finally with you. it was still able to keep that upset/sad/hopelessly-hopeful feeling. Bravo. =]
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Post by imaginaryworld on Oct 16, 2005 18:51:53 GMT -5
I'm glad you like it! ^^ Here's another poem. Okay, this poem is about a girl who done nothing wrong, but everyone thinks she did, and that girl has only one friend who believes her. She doesn't want to hate the people, but then she ends up doing so, and get's really pissed off.
It's called, "Tell Them"
Why won't the world leave me alone? I feel so shameful, and it won't go away. Tell them to be quiet, the voices in my head just won't stop. I'm loosing my mind, it hurts, and it continues on.
Why does the world keep bothering me? Is there something that they hate about me? Tell them that I don't wanna hate them. I'm loosing my vision, nothing seems the same anymore.
Why is the world choking me? There's nothing that I have done. Tell them that this is not the end, and not for a while. I'm loosing my balance, catch me while I fall.
Why are they still talking bout' me? I'm not what they think. Tell them that I will come back, and there's nothing they can do bout' that. I'm loosing the voice in my head, it's gonna fade until I'm dead.
Why are they thinking that way bout' me? I'm not like that, or so it seems. Tell them that I hate them, and soon I'll still get all of them. I'm loosing sight, it's all blurr, but help me guide my way first.
Why do they gather round' me? All these things so dull and clean. Tell them that I am weak, but this is just the begining. I'm loosing my voice, I can not speak, please say all the things that I mean.
Why do they have that evil look? So gloom, but a deathly glare. Tell them that my heart still pounds, and it won't stop till I get what I want. I'm loosing my hearing, I can hardly listen, and the words no longer hurt.
Why do they come closer? They won't hesitate not even a second. Tell them that I won't forget, not even once. I'm loosing my grip, I can not hold on much longer.
Why do they hurt me? I've caused no pain completely. Tell them to not forget me, because everyone has already. I'm loosing my breath, and now I'm dead, but my spirit will haunt all of those left.
Okay, that's the end of that! ^^ So, what do you think?
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