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| Mr. Pink |
sweet sweet
I play guitar. I know how it goez...
i love to write songs and poems.
I have way too many to post up here. I posted a poem in this thread, and nada :(
so screw posting more lol:tongue3 |
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| Cuervo79 |
| dang too much to read, yes I write poems but just when I need to vent off (mostrly while depressed) |
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| Percy |
| My cousin plays guitar..he's amazing. He will live off his skills some day. Let me know if you wanna hear his work, I'll send you some stuff. |
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| MysticStardust |
HEHEH:disbelief . Well, I'm finished my ghazal, thank god. They're so hard to write and it's really hard to make sense out of them. I did my best:rolleyes: and it was my first try ever, so I hope my teacher won't expect much. Here goes....
The first thing about love that comes up is fear
I know it is there, because I feel freighted fear
So cold and so lonely I stand by your side
I feel empty inside, its coming, dead fear
When you touched me, everything was murky blank
The feeling of nothing hugs me with mad fear
Night is young, you whisper “Maya, you are mine”
Feeling trapped and alone, and feeling bad fear
I hope you all know the structure of ghazals, otherwise it totally won't make any sense at all. LOL....it's so pathetic:D..well whatcha gonna do.... I prefer to laught rather than cry.
:haha: :haha: :haha: :p :D |
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| Dj Dovla |
you know everyone is asking for feedback ... but it is very hard to do . I think they all sound great to me , but some meaning is lost in my ears .
you write a poem with an image or experiance behind it , so that piece of writing means something or represents something to you , but others cannot relate to that , and meaning is lost .
have you ever had a friend going though your favorite photo album ?
what do you see , they flip pages like there is no tomorrow , why , becasue those pictures have no attachments for them , it only represents a frozen piece of time . But you , it takes you hours to go through your favorite trip or birthday album , why , becasue they have meaning and memories attached to them . they represent your life . it's the same concept with poems , they represent what you feel at that time , and no one else can relate to that , but yourself
heyy .. all poems here are great , I enjoyed all of them . |
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| nic01445 |
There once was a man from Nantucket
Who's dick was so long he could suck it.
He said with a grin as he wiped off his chin,
"If my ear was a ****, I would it" |
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| LiL_Kandi_AngeL |
| quote: | Originally posted by Dj Dovla
have you ever had a friend going though your favorite photo album ?
what do you see , they flip pages like there is no tomorrow , why , becasue those pictures have no attachments for them , it only represents a frozen piece of time . But you , it takes you hours to go through your favorite trip or birthday album , why , becasue they have meaning and memories attached to them . they represent your life . it's the same concept with poems , they represent what you feel at that time , and no one else can relate to that , but yourself
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i totally agree :)
here are some of my poems...
In a Dream
In a dream I saw your face
I held your hand feeling your long embrace
You whispered something softly directly in my ear
Having chills up and down my spine
you said everything I wanted to hear.
You looked directly in my eyes
But then you looked away
Your lips went to meet mine
And forever that’s where I wanted to stay.
But as soon as you kissed me the sun began
To rise and now that I’m not dreaming
My fantasy dies.
I begin to grip my pillow
And I start to cry,
My bed is like a casket
Feeling dead I lie.
Having to go to bed
Is what I live for
When I can close my eyes
And dream of you once more
My Place
This place so sacred
An unraveled thought
A forbidden place for non-accepting eyes
My castle my dream
Eternity of happiness
With no fear, nor hate
No tears to be shed
Only tears of joy
All through blue crystals
That tell so many stories
Of sadness, of hate, of lies
But within my dreams
Reality dares not exist
My space of safety
Home to my thoughts
Fantasies
And wishes
Where life’s many
Wonders are answered
I’m a curious child
Unbroken when I travel to
My one and only
Heaven.
Inside
Look deep into my eyes and concentrate on what you see
Look past all the tearz and find the soul that is aching
Can you see me or are you blind
Keep searching, I don’t give myself away to just anyone.
Stop being scared to lose yourself within me.
Lose yourself.
The appearance is just a cover to a mystery novel.
I am a novel
Read me like you would a great book and uncover the truth that lies between the lines.
Love is something that happens over time and builds over the years
Not something you wake up feeling.
Don’t wake up.
Rest your head upon me and feel the power that our souls feel when we touch
A mystical magic that floats through our body which is only felt with you
Feel the power that I hold inside.
Who I am is who you can reveal though your love.
Love is what I need to grow.
Lets grow old together where love is the only thing we will need.
Have you uncovered me yet?
An Angel is all you see. |
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| DarkAngel |
| No one likes my stuff....:( |
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| LiL_Kandi_AngeL |
| quote: | Originally posted by DarkAngel
No one likes my stuff....:( |
yes i liked them :)
i love all poems :) |
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| EvilTree |
The Forever
My life may be over,
But my mind will last forever.
My body may perish,
But my memory will be here.
All the things I've seen,
All the things I've felt,
A journey of laughter,
A voyage into sorrow.
I remember them all,
Even though I may not be here.
Those whom my life have touched,
They keep my memory forever. |
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| a.c. |
| quote: | Originally posted by LiL_Kandi_AngeL
i totally agree :)
here are some of my poems...
In a Dream
In a dream I saw your face
I held your hand feeling your long embrace
You whispered something softly directly in my ear
Having chills up and down my spine
you said everything I wanted to hear.
You looked directly in my eyes
But then you looked away
Your lips went to meet mine
And forever that’s where I wanted to stay.
But as soon as you kissed me the sun began
To rise and now that I’m not dreaming
My fantasy dies.
I begin to grip my pillow
And I start to cry,
My bed is like a casket
Feeling dead I lie.
Having to go to bed
Is what I live for
When I can close my eyes
And dream of you once more
My Place
This place so sacred
An unraveled thought
A forbidden place for non-accepting eyes
My castle my dream
Eternity of happiness
With no fear, nor hate
No tears to be shed
Only tears of joy
All through blue crystals
That tell so many stories
Of sadness, of hate, of lies
But within my dreams
Reality dares not exist
My space of safety
Home to my thoughts
Fantasies
And wishes
Where life’s many
Wonders are answered
I’m a curious child
Unbroken when I travel to
My one and only
Heaven.
Inside
Look deep into my eyes and concentrate on what you see
Look past all the tearz and find the soul that is aching
Can you see me or are you blind
Keep searching, I don’t give myself away to just anyone.
Stop being scared to lose yourself within me.
Lose yourself.
The appearance is just a cover to a mystery novel.
I am a novel
Read me like you would a great book and uncover the truth that lies between the lines.
Love is something that happens over time and builds over the years
Not something you wake up feeling.
Don’t wake up.
Rest your head upon me and feel the power that our souls feel when we touch
A mystical magic that floats through our body which is only felt with you
Feel the power that I hold inside.
Who I am is who you can reveal though your love.
Love is what I need to grow.
Lets grow old together where love is the only thing we will need.
Have you uncovered me yet?
An Angel is all you see. |
sweet... |
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| DarkAngel |
| quote: | Originally posted by LiL_Kandi_AngeL
yes i liked them :)
i love all poems :) |
Sigh....thx...even if you didn't really read it, thx anyway.
The 'In A Dream' poem is really beautiful.....but I can't write romantic poems anymore....most of what's left of my heart is nothing but a block of ice....Guess that's what happens when one dies on the inside.... |
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