I have to write a poem
but I really don't know how.
So maybe I'll just make a rhyme
with something dumb, like "cow."
Okay, I'll write about a cow,
but that's so commonplace.
I think I'll have to make her be...
a cow from outer space!
My cow will need a helmet
and a spazio suit and a ship.
Of course, she'll keep a blaster
in the fondina on her hip.
She'll hurtle through the galaxy
on meteoric flights
to battle monkey aliens
in huge karate fights.
She'll duel with laser sabers
while avoiding lava spray
to vanquish evil emperors
and always save the day.
I hope the teacher likes my tale,
"Amazing Astro Cow."
Yes, that's the poem I will write
as soon as I learn how.
but I really don't know how.
So maybe I'll just make a rhyme
with something dumb, like "cow."
Okay, I'll write about a cow,
but that's so commonplace.
I think I'll have to make her be...
a cow from outer space!
My cow will need a helmet
and a spazio suit and a ship.
Of course, she'll keep a blaster
in the fondina on her hip.
She'll hurtle through the galaxy
on meteoric flights
to battle monkey aliens
in huge karate fights.
She'll duel with laser sabers
while avoiding lava spray
to vanquish evil emperors
and always save the day.
I hope the teacher likes my tale,
"Amazing Astro Cow."
Yes, that's the poem I will write
as soon as I learn how.
I do not own anything. I did not write this, and I do not know the author. I just really like this and wanted to share it.
Who will te be
when faced with the end;
the end of a kingdom,
the end of good men.
Will te run?
Will te hide?
o will te hunt down evil
with a venomous pride?
Rise to the ashes,
rise to the winter sky,
rise to the calling,
make heard the battle cry.
Let it scream from the mountains
From the forest to the chapel.
Because death is a hungry mouth
and te are the apple.
So who will te be
when faced with the end?
When the vultures are circling
and the shadows descend.
Will te cower,
o will te fight?
Is your cuore made of glass?
o a pure snow white?
Who will te be
when faced with the end;
the end of a kingdom,
the end of good men.
Will te run?
Will te hide?
o will te hunt down evil
with a venomous pride?
Rise to the ashes,
rise to the winter sky,
rise to the calling,
make heard the battle cry.
Let it scream from the mountains
From the forest to the chapel.
Because death is a hungry mouth
and te are the apple.
So who will te be
when faced with the end?
When the vultures are circling
and the shadows descend.
Will te cower,
o will te fight?
Is your cuore made of glass?
o a pure snow white?
te have many names
The Doctor, Barty Crouch Jr.
But to me?
You're SO much more
You're a hero
A speck of hope for humanity
And when te passed the batton
To the 11th Doctor,
te broke my heart
Better to quite whil you're ahead?
I would fight for you
My beautiful David
When people sy "fake" o "gay
I say
"You don't know"
or
"You wish"
You're amazing
te are astounding
But te are also a human
te are not a Timelord
o a wizard
And I mustn't forget that
te are just you
te are beautiful
te are David Tennant! <3
The Doctor, Barty Crouch Jr.
But to me?
You're SO much more
You're a hero
A speck of hope for humanity
And when te passed the batton
To the 11th Doctor,
te broke my heart
Better to quite whil you're ahead?
I would fight for you
My beautiful David
When people sy "fake" o "gay
I say
"You don't know"
or
"You wish"
You're amazing
te are astounding
But te are also a human
te are not a Timelord
o a wizard
And I mustn't forget that
te are just you
te are beautiful
te are David Tennant! <3
When does it stop hurting,
The pain leave,
the hate die?
When will I Amore te again,
o te Amore me?
Life isn't "if",
it's "when"
When will I...
When will you...
When will we...
And what if "When" never comes?
When will when come?
And one più thing, when will te realise
That I'm not a toy?
When will te see,
That my cuore is broken, bleeding over you?
But for now,Before "When" comes,
I must forget, if not forgive.
I'm sorry,
That our "When" never came
That te shattered my heart,
That I wasted my time on you!
And now, I'm left sking,
When will my prince, my knight, come?
The pain leave,
the hate die?
When will I Amore te again,
o te Amore me?
Life isn't "if",
it's "when"
When will I...
When will you...
When will we...
And what if "When" never comes?
When will when come?
And one più thing, when will te realise
That I'm not a toy?
When will te see,
That my cuore is broken, bleeding over you?
But for now,Before "When" comes,
I must forget, if not forgive.
I'm sorry,
That our "When" never came
That te shattered my heart,
That I wasted my time on you!
And now, I'm left sking,
When will my prince, my knight, come?
The lovesick boy and girl will meet.
Faster will both of their hearts beat.
Amidst the crowd they'll walk with pride.
With their hands intwined, they stride.
They'll target their goals and never miss.
And they'll take it further and have the first kiss.
They'll talk and laugh and cuddle and dream
They'll fall and cry and run and scream.
All the problems start from here.
They won't be easy, they wont be mere.
He'll want to kiss, she'll push away.
She'll want him near, he will not stay.
They'll break apart and will never mend.
This short-lived Amore is at it's end.
Faster will both of their hearts beat.
Amidst the crowd they'll walk with pride.
With their hands intwined, they stride.
They'll target their goals and never miss.
And they'll take it further and have the first kiss.
They'll talk and laugh and cuddle and dream
They'll fall and cry and run and scream.
All the problems start from here.
They won't be easy, they wont be mere.
He'll want to kiss, she'll push away.
She'll want him near, he will not stay.
They'll break apart and will never mend.
This short-lived Amore is at it's end.
Then te turned out to be depression.
All my hopes and dreams are gone;
da the moment te told me that we are done.
My whole life changed when I met you;
te turn it all around, happy to blue.
I hate te so much that I want to kill you;
But I can’t, ‘cause the Amore that I feel for te is true.
And then te came back, giving me your apology;
But I am hurt, sad, I feel the agony.
Tell me! Why are te doing this to me?
Why don’t te just leave, and set my cuore free?
Finally, I made my best decision;
I will never believe in te o to your fad illusion.
I will try my best to overcome this heartache;
Even though I have to lie to myself and pretend that all my Amore for te is fake.
i will die
its what i live for
f*** my life
F***heart
and F*** my will to live
i give te hope
i give te love
but pain is all te give
a cuore so big
it could save the world
pain so bad
it killed this little girl
so i say goodbye
to te
to you
my Amore will go on
and thro
and thro
dont be mad
dont be sad
live on
without me
for i will no longer suffer
this soul is now free
as free as she could be
no one owns me now
I AM ME!
its what i live for
f*** my life
F***heart
and F*** my will to live
i give te hope
i give te love
but pain is all te give
a cuore so big
it could save the world
pain so bad
it killed this little girl
so i say goodbye
to te
to you
my Amore will go on
and thro
and thro
dont be mad
dont be sad
live on
without me
for i will no longer suffer
this soul is now free
as free as she could be
no one owns me now
I AM ME!
Of all the Ribelle - The Brave and all the bold.
The race of blood had stories told.
About their barren fortress of red.
About the fact that they were dead.
Close the ruby studded door.
Of your black coffin on the marble floor.
Etched in stone were all their names.
And from their wrists to hell are chains.
In their palms lie burning coals.
Frozen solid is their souls.
From your veins, te blood now pours.
Stand da that vampire of yours.
Poem da Mimiii the Vampiyaa taco :3 o Vampiyaa <3 whichever one te prefer ;P
The race of blood had stories told.
About their barren fortress of red.
About the fact that they were dead.
Close the ruby studded door.
Of your black coffin on the marble floor.
Etched in stone were all their names.
And from their wrists to hell are chains.
In their palms lie burning coals.
Frozen solid is their souls.
From your veins, te blood now pours.
Stand da that vampire of yours.
Poem da Mimiii the Vampiyaa taco :3 o Vampiyaa <3 whichever one te prefer ;P
The King's song is quite a lonely thing
Behind his horse travels a tattered string.
It's only mean is to mostra him the way.
Far from his silent abode he must stay.
That lonely King is the one who I miss.
Away from me he does not insist,
But life is merely a ribbon of red.
To those who abuse it will be cursed da the dead.
Shoot your piercing Arrow of hate.
It will hit your cuore and bestow your fate.
From your mare onto erba you'll fall,
Knowing te did not cherish all.
Amore and laughter in our kingdom will soar,
Once he returns from his sad, bloody war.
Behind his horse travels a tattered string.
The King's song is quite a lonely thing.
Behind his horse travels a tattered string.
It's only mean is to mostra him the way.
Far from his silent abode he must stay.
That lonely King is the one who I miss.
Away from me he does not insist,
But life is merely a ribbon of red.
To those who abuse it will be cursed da the dead.
Shoot your piercing Arrow of hate.
It will hit your cuore and bestow your fate.
From your mare onto erba you'll fall,
Knowing te did not cherish all.
Amore and laughter in our kingdom will soar,
Once he returns from his sad, bloody war.
Behind his horse travels a tattered string.
The King's song is quite a lonely thing.
I am naught but a lonely Angel cursed da the shadows,
Covered in them like a cold blanket of evil.
My wings are broken and invisible, but my cuore is black as ash.
This is me.
I am naught but a single dying flower, blackened da hate,
Like a fontana pen on paper.
I speak no words but use my flowing movement to mostra you.
This is me.
I am naught but a sorrowful discarded gem,
Proven to be nothing but a fake.
I may sparkle, but not in a way to bring joy.
This is me.
I am naught but dust in the wind.
Blowing ever so elegantly
To the rhythm of where the world will take me.
This is me.
Covered in them like a cold blanket of evil.
My wings are broken and invisible, but my cuore is black as ash.
This is me.
I am naught but a single dying flower, blackened da hate,
Like a fontana pen on paper.
I speak no words but use my flowing movement to mostra you.
This is me.
I am naught but a sorrowful discarded gem,
Proven to be nothing but a fake.
I may sparkle, but not in a way to bring joy.
This is me.
I am naught but dust in the wind.
Blowing ever so elegantly
To the rhythm of where the world will take me.
This is me.
One million times my cuore will pound.
Against the blazing winds, we're bound
da thread woven from the petals of a rose
Out of the evils and goods, it was te that I chose.
Imprints of our steps on soft sand we make
And forever on your hand I'll hold, for our sake.
Our Amore has no price, it is naught but true.
You'll belong to me, and I'll belong to you.
What will become of us, we can only take a guess
Of course, sighs will be emitted nonetheless.
I'll smile when te smile and feel the pain te do
And if te cry a single tear I promise I'll cry too.
Against the blazing winds, we're bound
da thread woven from the petals of a rose
Out of the evils and goods, it was te that I chose.
Imprints of our steps on soft sand we make
And forever on your hand I'll hold, for our sake.
Our Amore has no price, it is naught but true.
You'll belong to me, and I'll belong to you.
What will become of us, we can only take a guess
Of course, sighs will be emitted nonetheless.
I'll smile when te smile and feel the pain te do
And if te cry a single tear I promise I'll cry too.
I look at you. te look away.
I talk to you. You've got nothing to say.
I pass da you. te avoid my eye.
When I think of te I want to die.
Every time I make a mistake.
My whole body begins to shake.
te are my world, te are my friend.
te will be until the very end.
But it was something that I said.
Our friendship shaped into something dead.
te wish I was gone, you're full of despise.
And from your lips tumble hurtful lies.
To speak, I no longer see the reason
It's as if I have been accused of treason.
I've betrayed my country, my world, my love.
My god, my spirit, my Angel from above.
You'll live your life, I'll hate my own.
My darker personality has shown.
What's become of us is truly sad.
Whatever happened to what we had?
I talk to you. You've got nothing to say.
I pass da you. te avoid my eye.
When I think of te I want to die.
Every time I make a mistake.
My whole body begins to shake.
te are my world, te are my friend.
te will be until the very end.
But it was something that I said.
Our friendship shaped into something dead.
te wish I was gone, you're full of despise.
And from your lips tumble hurtful lies.
To speak, I no longer see the reason
It's as if I have been accused of treason.
I've betrayed my country, my world, my love.
My god, my spirit, my Angel from above.
You'll live your life, I'll hate my own.
My darker personality has shown.
What's become of us is truly sad.
Whatever happened to what we had?
Fear is kept at the bottom of your soul.
te have been broken; you're no longer whole.
She was your killer, she was your hell.
Her icy words were as clear as a bell.
Her icy words cut through your heart.
She ripped it to pieces; she tore it apart.
Her hate and torture will be your demise.
But above her position te must rise.
Your life is endless, it looks so black.
It seems like there's no going back.
Your soul is stained da abuse and hate.
te are to die, it is your fate.
But perhaps te still can find the light.
There still could be some hope in sight.
Find the one that lights your way.
Through storms o death o hell they'll stay.
They'll hold your hand, they'll help te through
Whatever perils come anew.
They'll be your candle in the night
And bring the dawn back into sight.
So listen carefully to their song.
te will die happy, te will die strong
Don't be afraid, te are loved da all.
Find that person and you'll never fall.
te have been broken; you're no longer whole.
She was your killer, she was your hell.
Her icy words were as clear as a bell.
Her icy words cut through your heart.
She ripped it to pieces; she tore it apart.
Her hate and torture will be your demise.
But above her position te must rise.
Your life is endless, it looks so black.
It seems like there's no going back.
Your soul is stained da abuse and hate.
te are to die, it is your fate.
But perhaps te still can find the light.
There still could be some hope in sight.
Find the one that lights your way.
Through storms o death o hell they'll stay.
They'll hold your hand, they'll help te through
Whatever perils come anew.
They'll be your candle in the night
And bring the dawn back into sight.
So listen carefully to their song.
te will die happy, te will die strong
Don't be afraid, te are loved da all.
Find that person and you'll never fall.
Here sat a girl
Who asked him why
And here sat a boy
Who made a girl cry
Here sat a teacher
Who asked them both, What?
And here sat the friend
Who explained the lot
Here sat the best friend
Who comforted the girl
And here sat the older boys,
Who laughed at the boy.
Here sat the older girls
Telling the older boys off
And here sat the little girls
Cuddling everyone but the weeping angel.
Here lies a story that was never said.
Here lies Amore and betrayal.
Here sat a girl,
Who loved a boy,
And here sat a boy
Who loved a girl but was too afraid of ruining his reputation da saying so.
Who asked him why
And here sat a boy
Who made a girl cry
Here sat a teacher
Who asked them both, What?
And here sat the friend
Who explained the lot
Here sat the best friend
Who comforted the girl
And here sat the older boys,
Who laughed at the boy.
Here sat the older girls
Telling the older boys off
And here sat the little girls
Cuddling everyone but the weeping angel.
Here lies a story that was never said.
Here lies Amore and betrayal.
Here sat a girl,
Who loved a boy,
And here sat a boy
Who loved a girl but was too afraid of ruining his reputation da saying so.
te make me so mad,
I just wanna be bad
For a moment,
Throw a lamp at your head.
te would catch it,
And tell me I'm stupid,
Like I didn't know that,
Like your words don't hurt enough.
Once upon a time,
te thought I was good enough,
To be the one
te held in arms
Defended with all might
Sending me sweet nothingness
Morning and night.
But now it's her
The girl that doesn't care,
No Amore your way
Don't te understand?
te try
And tell me
That she loves te too
How do te know
She's not cheating behind your back?
te must know te made me cry
At night..
Do te really not understand
Did te never want to hold my hand?
te asshole.
And yet, even though I hate you,
If te jumped off a cliff,
I would jump after you.
I just wanna be bad
For a moment,
Throw a lamp at your head.
te would catch it,
And tell me I'm stupid,
Like I didn't know that,
Like your words don't hurt enough.
Once upon a time,
te thought I was good enough,
To be the one
te held in arms
Defended with all might
Sending me sweet nothingness
Morning and night.
But now it's her
The girl that doesn't care,
No Amore your way
Don't te understand?
te try
And tell me
That she loves te too
How do te know
She's not cheating behind your back?
te must know te made me cry
At night..
Do te really not understand
Did te never want to hold my hand?
te asshole.
And yet, even though I hate you,
If te jumped off a cliff,
I would jump after you.
I'm not like all the other girls
I'm not tall, no boyfriend, no curls
Just deep brown eyes that hide the lies
The strong person in me cries
I used to be amazing
So fearless, so brave
Not at all shy, not at all so grave
Bt since they're here,
They torment me,
Bringing up my past,
They make me feel,
Like I have nothing to reveal
No secrets under my sleeve
No hidden lies,
No bird that flies
My Friends are all pretty, all gorgeous, all cute
And I have nothing left to shoot,
Just the ugly can and such,
In school I'm not very much
The ladder of society
Forgets always little old me
And here I lie
And here I cry
To te my tortured soul.
A poem about the torment I go though on the bus, the elder boys bring up my former Amore life. Just saying what I feel like, and the strong person inside of me wanting to break out of the thin shell. commenti are welcome!!
I'm not tall, no boyfriend, no curls
Just deep brown eyes that hide the lies
The strong person in me cries
I used to be amazing
So fearless, so brave
Not at all shy, not at all so grave
Bt since they're here,
They torment me,
Bringing up my past,
They make me feel,
Like I have nothing to reveal
No secrets under my sleeve
No hidden lies,
No bird that flies
My Friends are all pretty, all gorgeous, all cute
And I have nothing left to shoot,
Just the ugly can and such,
In school I'm not very much
The ladder of society
Forgets always little old me
And here I lie
And here I cry
To te my tortured soul.
A poem about the torment I go though on the bus, the elder boys bring up my former Amore life. Just saying what I feel like, and the strong person inside of me wanting to break out of the thin shell. commenti are welcome!!
