Post a poem!

It could be sad, funny, happy, inspirational, creepy, anything. Props to the one I like best, and perhaps some props to others that also catch my attention. =) And it has to one that te made.
 nancydrewlove posted più di un anno fa
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friendsfan101 said:
rose are red.
Violets are blue.
And there is no way in hell
That I will write a poem for you.


=D
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posted più di un anno fa 
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loli like this one!
pinkfluby114558 posted più di un anno fa
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Same ^^
lollipopszx3 posted più di un anno fa
ThatDamnLlama said:
I made this all da myself just now.
Why,
does pie,
make people fly,
while wearing ties,
in July?
Why,
does Bill Nye,
always lie?
Is Lady Gaga a guy?
Why,
Do girls die,
when they try,
to beat guys?
Why,
are Gatti shy,
while they cry,
when they say bye?
Why,
am I,
always dry,
when I eat pie?
Am I high?
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posted più di un anno fa 
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cute. :D
123moo123 posted più di un anno fa
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Yes, I believe te are high. And a fly. That likes pie. From the sky.
BellaCullen96 posted più di un anno fa
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lol yeah
pinkfluby114558 posted più di un anno fa
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*sings* Bill Nye the science guy
Jacoblackswife posted più di un anno fa
dramaqueen00 said:
te wonder why our parents bother giving us a name,
As people change the ones we get so nothing is the same.
An Anthony becomes Tony and Michael, Mike o Mick,
And Joseph always ends of Joe, all Richard gets is Dick.

My theory is, it is at school, that nicknames start to surface,
For kids are quick to give the flick when names don't fit the purpose.
Be it classmates o their teachers they all become fair game,
And how they look o speak o act will earn them that nickname.

Mr. James was known as Pirate, he had a sunken chest,
While Miss Florey she got Barbie, her gear was just the best.
Mr. Roach, the pest, got Cocka and all Kellys they got Ned,
Miss Wright was known as Lefty, Chromedome from Brown's bald head.

Miss Marshall she got Sheriff and Mr. agnello was served up Racka,
We thought Miss Chaff a crabby bag, so we would call out Sacka.
The Principal was never there so he was Doctor Who,
Satellite was Mr. Mott, he's off the planet too.

Miss Applegate we named her Prunes, she gave us all the runs,
Sister Mary she got Penguin, the nickname for all nuns.
The sportsmaster we called Ten Bob, being only half a quid,
And the Deputy was quite a pest so his nickname was Rid.

Paul bistecca well he got T-bone, and Miss Faith they called No Hope,
While Aspro seemed just right for Smith, a slow reacting dope.
Binoculars we called Miss Free, for what she had in front,
While our six foot six school captain was known to all as Runt.

So now at school reunions we hail the old nickname,
Of teachers and of students, their greatest claim to fame
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posted più di un anno fa 
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Oh, I Amore it. My name's Amanda, but i couldn't pronounce it when i was little, so everyone called my Amy, and everyone still does.
schnoodle11 posted più di un anno fa
orangeturnip said:
The moon goddess

snow,snow,snow
tonight
shine upon us
with all your light
the moon goddess
in charge of the wheather
and over seas,not under them
shes a buety
every person who sees her
sees buety
the way they see buety
so on this cold winters night
shine with all your light
and
snow,snow
snow tonight.

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i know its lame but :D
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posted più di un anno fa 
BellaCullen96 said:
Okay, I wrote this for Language Arts earlier, and I don't remember it exactly, but I'll try to recall it...


The Life of the Leaves

High in the treetops,
Leaves wave at you
and play in the wind
Becoming restless,
Growing older
Like children

Then autumn comes
Leaves decide it's time
to sposta out of their albero home
Becoming colourful,
Growing older
Like teenagers

The wind picks up
Leaves dancing,
swirling in the wind
Becoming mature,
Growing older
Like adults

Soon winter arrives
Leaves wrinkle,
shrivel in the cold
Yet becoming wiser,
Growing older
Like seniors

At last,
snow engulfs them
Leaves are destroyed,
their lives completed
And the cycle begins
once more

High in the treetops,
Leaves wave at you
and play in the wind
Becoming restless,
Growing older
Like children...

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posted più di un anno fa 
midnight-stars said:
Your heart,
is the only thing keeping me here.
my dear.
I gotta say
it an't okay
for te to act this way
te are my life now
I need te to stay
my cuore it can't live this way
let it be
my cuore te see
babe
I need te back here
oh my dear.



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lollipopszx3 said:
I promised to be your friend.
Always and Forever.
Never had I thought
We would be più
What if I did fall for te
What if I did Amore te more?
I never had a secondo thought
But as I see te with a girl
I realized I was too late.
I had a fear of loving te
The fear of no più Friends
My fear is just a big mistake
Looking at te laughing
In the arms of another.
My fear was me being stupid
Because looking at it now
I did really Amore te
Way più than a friend
I didn't want to admit it
But if I did we would be together
Sharing those laughs
Sharing the smiles
Sharing the Love.
My Fear of loving you... was wrong
I didn't have a fear of Amore
It was the fear of rejection.
The fear of unwantingness
Now to tell te I Amore you.
Now is no use
Now is too late
Now I have a fear
The fear of losing a friend
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posted più di un anno fa 
Jacoblackswife said:
"Button, oh button, oh where hath thou fled?

Did thee tarry too long amongst fabric and thread?

Did thee roll off my bosom and cease to exist?

How I wish I could follow thee into the

mist . . ."


-Severus Snape
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posted più di un anno fa 
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win.
ThatDamnLlama posted più di un anno fa
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EPIC win.
BellaCullen96 posted più di un anno fa
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