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#106
09-28-2003, 06:59 PM
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Re: a poem
Good job, I like that, kinda how I feel sometimes. BTW, welcome to AF
 What's your name n00b?
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#107
10-10-2003, 11:21 PM
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Find Myself Again
I look through the hourglass of time
and wipe out what's around to find myself in a place where harmony is the only sound I walk among the clouds and run across the sea to see the other side, the other side of me I put behind all the darkness and cover all the fear to step into the light that began with a single tear I feel the drifting wind as it embraces me with love and lift me up away as i fly to the sky above But is there a sky? That, I do not know Maybe there isn't Maybe there is so But in this distant land where I'm my only friend I wander about to find myself, to find myself again......
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#108
10-11-2003, 07:51 AM
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Waterfall's Cradle
Lying behind a lazy waterfall Between the trees, and wild vines clinging to bark Twisted roots sip from a wrinkled pool Colors and shades of green abound, nothing stark Cooling and meditating is the breeze Soothing and hypnotizing, water spatters on the rocks A butterfly dodges the ricocheted drops In the distance a woodpeckers beak knocks Currents comb the furry moss Two petals grow dizzy, in an eddy as it churns A nervous racoon sips at the edge I ponder natures wonders, and wiggling ferns As I drift, an earned nap ensues Hikings wonderful lullaby gift, and getaway My troubles sip from a silent pool Mother earth comforts completely, me today
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#109
11-22-2003, 08:41 AM
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Re: Poetry or Writing
Drop down another gear
Throw a rev or two without fear Peel out and hear the shouts The engines respond with a mighty roar Pop open the suicide door The rims keep spinnin The tires, skimmin Straining to keep the rubber side down Kick out the rear Traction control is all you will hear If you wanna run with the big dogs be prepared.. Once you pop that clutch you can't be scared Vision impaired, you'll be spared, as death approaches The familiar sound of your engine coaxes Soothes you, moves you Keep up the pace You don't wanna end up in 2nd place Cut it fast to the right Dissapear into the night You'll be ridin the line tight Punch it into boost mode Hit the nitrous to keep it on the road Another victory will be bestowed
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#110
12-26-2003, 08:56 PM
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wrote this last night...the previous night I couldn't sleep because I couldn't keep my hopefully-soon-to-be-girlfriend-again out of my mind.
Can't Sleep It's 3am, And I'm laying in bed. Trying to rid myself, Of the thoughts in my head. It's 3.15, I can’t get to sleep. I’m trying hard, I've reached a thousand sheep. It's 3.30, And I'm thinking only of you. Wondering why you are so perfect, And how you always carry me through. It's 3.45, And I think I’m crying. Thoughts of living without you, Make me feel like dying. It's 4am, And I know my feelings run deep. But finally, I’m falling asleep.
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Last edited by Diesel2NR; 12-26-2003 at 11:37 PM.
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#111
12-26-2003, 11:28 PM
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another...just finished
Worries I try to live life, With no regrets, But your worry for me, I connot forget. I can't help but think, I might die tomorrow, And know it would cause you, So much pain and sorrow. Then I remember all I want, Is only your happiness. So now my line of work, Just seems so fruitless. But I want you to know, That wherever you are, When it's my time to go, I'll remain within your heart. Edit: 
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#112
12-26-2003, 11:29 PM
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darkness i didn't like your first one to much,opinion, but the rest were good. do u have a favorite writer? mine are edgar allan poe and stephen crane, i also like emily dickinson somewhat. anyway.....
as i lay i look back becuase i can't look forward all is black i hope tonight i will go but i am afraid that i will know my mistakes past and present all the times i tried to forget oh, thank God! its my time and i think i've come to find ,but it really doesn't matter, to choose between not living and dying i would take the latter
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#113
12-26-2003, 11:50 PM
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what about everyone else? who are ya'lls favorite writers?
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#115
12-27-2003, 12:24 AM
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you talkin' to me?
if you are thanks
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#117
12-28-2003, 12:18 PM
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Another writtin at 4am this morning.
Six Questions Where do you turn, When your life is a hoax? And what do you do, When you feel like a joke? How do you live, When it's all a chore? And who do you trust, When you've been burnt to your core? What becomes your life, When you find it's all a lie? And Why go on, When all you want is to die? So when all that's false, Has been unmasked, Can you please answer, The six questions I've asked? -------------------------- Edit: I thought I needed a better close, so I added the 4th verse.
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Last edited by Diesel2NR; 12-28-2003 at 01:27 PM.
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#118
01-06-2004, 08:53 PM
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The Next Morning...
Today I woke into loneliness An empty house filled with echoes of friends voices and bursts of laughter. Now my house is barren of activity save for my wandering making a futile attempt to satiate my raging boredom. Silence stalks me around every corner, Shampoo commercials and B-rated Movies rule the waves. Skirt Signals She wore a skirt today. A social move made for reasons unknown as soon as I saw her my interest was shown bare ankles grabbed my attention for a blink, but I looked away after beginning to think that I'm not supposed to love her she's for somebody else a subliminal skirt signal tells me to see that the skirt she wore today wasn't meant for me. Act like you don't know me I saw her today the girl I slept with last night. We passed in the hall, eye contact but wave or smile. I said that I 'd give her a call, but I was going to wait a while. I don't think this thing will work out, she's in a completely different social group. I'm like a number in her alphabet soup A stoner holding hands with the Gap girl? Only if pigs can fly. I guess our hook up at the party was just a whirl, 'cause I don't hear any oinks in the sky. Pretty pathetic, huh? 
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#119
01-10-2004, 11:29 PM
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here's a poem i wrote,
A poem for you A poem to you This is so childish A poem for you Hope you’re childish What to say in this poem I have no clue After all I barely know you A poem for you Is all I can say After all You are in my thoughts everyday A poem for you Is impossible to write A poem for you Makes me wish it was night For it is there where I can say All of the things I can Even though to my dismay Nothing will come out of my mouth A poem to you Is really none Because a poem to you Wouldn’t do you justice A poem to you Is really me trying to have fun A poem to you It’s all over It’s done
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#120
01-11-2004, 01:50 AM
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Re: Poetry or Writing
Quote:
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