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These are a few choice poems I wrote before my college level poesia class. After said poesia class is finished, I'll probably post a follow-up soapbox just to see how they compare (and if the poesia class really taught me anything). I'll be honest, this is mostly for me, but also I though you folks could be interested, so why not? Keep in mind that I do not consider myself a poet, I consider myself a short-story writer, but as it's required for my major, I must write poetry.

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Lies are silver in the land of leeches
But the truth is worth mais than gold
It's what they all fight over in the...
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posted by Dearheart
This song goes out to every girl who's ever wondered if Prince Charming exists. Whatever the future holds, don't try to rush ahead. Treasure the moments with your friends and family, live with joy and contentment, and be patient. Don't give any part of yourself away that you'll regret later. Good things come to those who wait, right? =)

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Hey future husband
Let me ask you a simple question:
Do you exist?
Or are you just a fairy tale that isn't meant for me
Isn't meant to be
Not for me, not for me
I've heard a lot about you
And I've been told to wait for you
But what if you're not really out there?...
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posted by greekthegeek
some amature suff

Dream Of My amor So Far
Through my dreams,
I see you,
And me,
beijar and holding hands forever.

On this roller coaster
i'm so scared
but your right there
holding my hand so safely

But they don't agree
This amor is out of hand they say
I am taken away
And our connection is broken

But mais dreams to come
Say you're okay
But I wish always
To see you someday


Butterflies
The gracefull butterfly,
Flies so very high,
Her beautiful winds flapping in a rythmic beat.

Sometimes I wish,
That I could fly so gracefully,
And to leave my fears down on Earth.

To Forget all my troubles,
To let go of all grief,
To be as free as a butterfly.

My feet would list,
My head held up high,
Soon I would be in the sky.

To fly like the butterflies,
Is all I ask for.
Freedom at last.
posted by animelove30
Look Into My Eyes

I see your very sad. Is everything alright? I came here to hold you.. Not to see you cry. I’d do anything, to see a smile upon that face. Look into my eyes. Is everything okay?

If you’re sad, I’ll hold you. If You’re happy, I’ll embrace you. If you’re in love, I’ll kiss you. Just look into my eyes.. You’ll have it all.

I see you standing there. Why so far away? I’ll ask you one mais time, is everything okay? Look in to my eyes and tell me the truth, your smile is not what I wanna lose.

If you’re sad, I’ll hold you. If you’re happy, I’ll embrace you....
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posted by sparkles3
I wrote this listening to Gollum's Song, sung por Karliene Renolds. I don't know why, I just felt like doing this.

It's so dark. I can't see. I have no one.
No one cares enough to try.
I'm sobbing now, along with the storm overhead. They lied. they said they cared. I can't go back.

I can feel it coming. No friends tried to find me.
Goodbye.
They didn't try for me.

Don't cry for me. you're too late. You hurt me. You blamed me everything. I can never go home.

I am lost. I will never go home.
posted by monLOVEbrucas
I don’t think I could ever amor someone like I loved you
You are my first and last amor
You go I go
You stay I stay
And you might think that’s weird but that’s the way it goes
That’s the way amor is
And no matter how hard we try to let go
You will always find your self coming back.

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Let’s go on a first date
Where it’s cold in the night
So you can hold me close in your arms really tight.
Let’s wait for the train.
And if it starts to rains you can be my shelter.
I will tell you my feelings and you will tell me yours.
We can laugh and kiss and imagine always being like this.
And when the train comes
You can take me home
I will let you hold my hand until we arrive to my doorstep.
Were we will say our goodbyes?
And with a touch you give me
I will be satisfied.
posted by UnderdogAsh
Chapter 5
The princess
Of Destiny

    I woke up to the glare of the morning sun shining in from a window. I was laying down, so I sat up and felt my a pile of feno beneath me. I had a terrible headache and couldn’t remember a thing. I looked beside me and there was Link, laying down and looking at the ceiling.
    “Hey Link,” I said, “what happened?”
    “Well, Ashley, you decided to run your mouth when some guard arrested us and they gave you what you deserved,” Link said harshly.
    It sort of came back...
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I stumbled upon link a while atrás and decided that some of the points I made in a very long-winded comment on her poem were valid for the population of writers here on Fanpop, especially but not only beginning writers and those just venturing into the fascinating world of the written word.

I advised dear greek to use mais concrete imagens in her poesia to better express her mostly abstract ideas. (And greek, I hope you do not mind me using you as an example. If you do, please let your offense be known). She had written a lovely poem and titled it "My Life" and while the concept was genuine and...
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posted by HaleyDewit
Think you got me good
Throwing rotten eggs
And trying to make me fall
But I got news for you
Your limited vocabulary
Won’t damage me at all

So keep doing what you’re doing if it gets you through the night
But deep downs inside you know I’m right

Get your head out the clouds
Keep your feet on the ground
Your words mean nothing to me
I don’t care what you have to say
Save it for another prey
You’re the master of moronity


Can’t reason with you
Any argument I give
You simply blow away
But that won’t change the truth
You better grow some brain
‘Cause you’re giving stupid a bad name

I’d say open...
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posted by HaleyDewit
What’s wrong with me
I no longer seem to find a reason to be happy
Trying to hold back the tears searching their way to my cheeks
Swallowing the scream that’s trying to escape my throat
What wrong with me
Wallowing myself in the darkness that’s consuming me
Hoping there’ll be a dia where I can see things clear
Hoping one dia I’ll find my way back home

You better run, run, run, rus as fast as you can
Before I drag you down

I’m a pile of misery
I’m a tormented soul
I’m a prisoner of loss
Captured between my walls
I beg you nice from my knees
Take away this agony
I’m a wreck
‘Cause since you’re...
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posted by emmyliz11
pain fills my coração and brings me to the darkside where I reside for awhile. Until I'm grabbed por the hand and pulled out por a so-called friend who just pushes me back in and leaves me to cry in the darkest corner of my heart. I feel like I'm being ripped apart, limb por limb, every string of my coração played por the devil's hand. I feel like I'm not whole, like I'm nothing without him. The one one who killed his best friend, the one who left me alone, I didn't know how to swim. All I want is him to come back and hurt me again. He was my only friend, or so I thought, but when he slapped me across my face, that's emotion you can't replace and I faced it everyday or so for a ano and a half. Don't try to sympathize because I know with my coração and soul that you will leave and let me go with crappy bittersweet goodbyes...
Broken wings;
sitting there crying,
is an angel dying,
clutching her broken wing,
whilst trying to piece together her broken ring,
why has she been chosen for this fate,
this angel, does got not appreciate?
her heavenly tears flowing,
as she can feel her life is going,
her coração is hurting,
she feels she hasn't done enough for gods earnings,
drip drop, drip drop,
her tears come to a sudden stop,
shes given up on her halo,
shes given up on her wings,
if this is gods will,
she will force herself to fulfill,
in life and death this is what she choose to follow,
and now she will wait until tomorrow,
she knows what...
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posted by _Blackhearts_xx
Black roses;
They became the rosas that where once red,
They became this Black when my coração bled,
They Represent my Sorrows,
They represent the path my coração follows,
Black roses;
the symbol of my heart,
this is what it became, once i fell apart


Black roses,
there's a beauty hidden in this Darkened rose,
as it Stands innocently Maintaining its pose,
A beauty that Attracts those who have gone astray,
it frees them of thier hearts pain,
Black roses;
So beautiful you are,
Your as raidient as a shining star

Razor blade roses,
free me of your grip,
as your sharp ends are causing my skin to split,
Theres nothing like this pain,
but for this moment, i will let the blood rain,
the beauty pours from its core,
Spreading eagerly across its Petal covered floors,
Pain becomes pleasure,
As this rose is tempting me with its beauty,
free me from your grip,
and let the blades slip



i hpoe you like them (:
I had to do this for creative writing, and since this site is severely lacking, I figured I'd give it a shot.

For my Creative composição literária Class

The Faith Healer

He said to her, “I can cure you.”
Wide eyed and desperate, she believed him. She had been to doctors, and hospitals, and oncologists galore. And his hands were soft, and his eyes inviting. She trembled in his embrace as he tried to soothe her aching fears.
“I’m tired of waiting,” she breathed, her chest rattling with effort.
He kissed her forehead and stroked her hair, holding onto her as if his own life depended on it. She pulled her...
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