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Unread postPosted: Sat Apr 12, 2003 11:04 pm
by Red Dragon
Cheetah

I can see its golden spotted fur,
Glistening in the rays of sun,
As it crouches into the wall like grass,
Waiting, waiting,
‘Til its eyes peel like full moons,
And pounces from its dead like stance,
Chasing, chasing,
It runs like the wind on a stormy night,
It gashes into the sweet flesh of the gazelle,
But yet still chasing, chasing,
Until it paints the grass red,
The cheetah walks off,
with a gazelle dead.

I wrote this one day in English class. Really Bored

Unread postPosted: Sun May 04, 2003 10:08 pm
by Al Enmity
Title not revealed
(I'd rather not divulge the title)

4/29/03
I dreamt of you last night,
you’re the sparkle in my eye,
your face is still in sight,
I have no wonders why.

All day I think of you,
I’m looking left and right,
and when you happen to
walk into my sight,
I freeze up in fright,
All that I can do,
Is just look at you...

I look at you with hoping eyes,
wondering if you feel as I do,
Do you feel the pain I feel?
Is the hurting in me the hurting in you?
Will this pain ever leave?
Not if there is just hoping eyes...

My mind sees nothing but your face,
so many words describe its grace,
the beauty you posses is true,
I hope to one day tell you,
tell it to your beautiful face,
how wonderful you are in my eyes.

I dreamt of you last night,
the sparkle shall cease to fade,
your face remains in sight,
at the end of this long day.

As the sun goes down,
my mind is set on one thing.
For once there is no frown,
yet my mind cannot cease thinking,
thinking of the day to come,
knowing what I have still not done,
the chances are running slim,
but they’re always there,
I must go beyond this stupid stare,
show you that I really care,
that I want to know more of you,
I actually want to talk to you.

Maybe I’ll dream of you tonight,
with your pretty face in sight,
build confidence for the morrow,
and finally rid of my sorrow.

Unread postPosted: Fri May 16, 2003 4:18 pm
by Guan Suo
:) wow neva new this was dunna be so popular.gd poetry every one :D

here are some i just came up with while browsing through your posts :)

To learn to fly

To learn to fly
you must throw the die
you will be above from a high
this is what to do, when you want to fly

butcher

Charge with your flail
and make your enemies pale
cut up the meat
that has fallen to your feet

Unread postPosted: Sun May 25, 2003 12:23 am
by Jon
Long ago a girl learned that nobody cared-
Nobody gave a damn for the weight that she beared-
Didn't care for what she was tryin' to hide-
The fact that she would commit suicide-
Then they all cherished-
Just because she had perished-
Then one of 'em stopped to think-
"Was I the one that pushed her to the brink?"

By me, Jonathan Womack. I call it "guilt". I had a topic for it, but I didn't wanna get in trouble for making a useless topic because this was already here.I would like some feedback, but you don't have to. I loved all these other poems, so I decided to try it myself.

Royalty at Last

Unread postPosted: Sat May 31, 2003 11:40 pm
by TheZhugeofToday
Cheng Du was heeded
Without much ado needed
Glee spread like wildire across the land
But it would not be long before Cao would be dealt another hand
His subordiantes put up a resistance so great
That not even they could stay on one side of the gate
So it was that Xiahou Yuan charged out
and he and Huang Zhong fought a mighty bout
Yet the elder was too much
and Yuan tried to rush
But soon his head would be cut
And Huang fed it to a mut
So Yuan Te was very impressed
That he put on his fine dress
And proclaimed the title of "Prince of Han Zhong"
Even though he thought it to be wrong
And with his cast
He had finally acheived royalty at last



:twisted:

Unread postPosted: Thu Jun 05, 2003 8:24 pm
by Jon
Well, here's one I came up with in ten minutes, could somebody tell me what kind it is?


Clouded Words- By Jonathan

I read on my bed on a dark night
Reading books until the sun's dawn
Learning, about events long past
All are no longer sought.

All are replaced by fine print
Yet, I read it all, down to the last page
Happiness, hate, anguish
It's all in my head.

Pages of printed thoughts
Books, created of compiled thoughts
They are immortalized in ink
The words in the book.

All of different meaning
They all express something
I ask myself: Why do I read?
Is it to learn?

Still I find myself reading again
I heed their morals, as Mother taught them
I find that it's all in my head
All of it is gone.

Unread postPosted: Tue Jun 17, 2003 10:34 pm
by Asellas
View of a Toddler

I maybe small,
but I have feelings,
i want to be tall,
But it is hard to compete with siblings.

I want to be strong,
but that is considered wrong,
Why must i be ignored?,
They think I must be flawed,

I want to be tall and strong,
These are my dreams,
My time will eventually come,
I will be proud,
I will be heard and seen,
i wil be able to live my dream.

Unread postPosted: Wed Jun 18, 2003 9:33 am
by Davey Vengeance
The Trenches of War

The Job I am ordered to do,
kill, maim and exterminate,
any more bodies and I think I am through,
Ordered to love, Ordered to Hate!
Shooting the Jerries staying up late.

One was in the trench the other day,
A jerry, got lucky and made it to our line,
Not in one piece, thats the second i've seen today,
He avoided our gun fire but did not avoid the mine.
Did he die in glory for Fritz, nein!

These are the trenches of war, a place of deat and woe,
I have to stay here and wait for life to end,
In a couple of months it will be time to go,
To join the choir invisible to which i will be sent,
To have peace at last and away from justice bent.

Unread postPosted: Wed Jun 18, 2003 11:01 pm
by Su Lin
Hello, I have 3 poems that I have written that I would like to share with you.

A mother's love

Words came forth of Anger
Suddenly she was a stranger
Red Hot expression of hate
Soft white palms that mutalate
coathangers that stingsacross the floor, me she fings
On my back was a long, big slash
Over my back, big thick whips bash
That was not all
It was not the end of her maul
Stabbing me in the chest with a knife
Darkness ends this little strife
I'm out for the next day
Awoken, to my feet I begin to sway
In the room she loudly came
She says, "It's you to blame"
With her fists she begins to shove
"I do this for ur own good; out of a mothers love."

Nikki Lynn Longwell

Copyright ©2002 Nikki Lynn Longwell

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"Prince"

On an ivory horse, thou rode in
Taking me to a kingdom, I never knew
Dragons and evil maidens thou did'st fight
Never knowing if death was at thy door
Tell me, O' sweet prince, what is thy secret
Red and blue, flags glisten
yellow, the endless pools of gold
Emerald grows in thy garden
Tell me, O' tender prince, what is thee missing
Lonliness is in thy clear eyes
Sentiment is in thy heart
Longing is in thy lips
Tell me, O' compassionate prince, what troubles thee
On a ivory horse, thou rode in
Taking me to a kingdom I never knew
Dragons and evil kingdoms thou did'st fight
Never knowning if death was at thy door
Tell me, O' sweet prince, what keeps thee up at night

Unread postPosted: Wed Jun 18, 2003 11:04 pm
by Su Lin
"Me" by Su Lin

I am weak while my mind's strong
I am right but sometimes I am wrong
I am clothed but, before you, I am nude
I am nosy but I never intrude.
I am straight while I am feeling gay
I am here but I feel like I am away
I am pretty while I am plain
I am really moody and I am completely sane.
I am fast although I move like a thousand snails
I am healthy but my body has many ails
I am judgemental but I am always fair
I am cold although I do care
I am blinded but I can see
I am alot of things but mostly I am me.