5 minute poetry - Page 119

AceofDiamonds · 08-06-2005, 08:54 PM

I remember a teenaged girl
With strawberry blonde curls
And a cute laugh that you always heard
Her beautiful smile
And pretty blue eyes told you that she was worth while
She was always encouraging
And never showed fury
She was the girl everyone wanted to be with

Her world was twisted
One night when her parents
Went out for an evening drive
An SUV smashed them
And in a matter of seconds
Her family quickly died

I now know a teenaged girl
With no curls
Her hair is straight and dyed black
She has no laugh and never smiles
And no one's ever around her
Her wrists are scarred
And her clothing is black
And everyone tries to avoid her

When she walks through the halls
Everybody recalls
The happy girl that she once was
A broken fairy, a fallen angel
Her innocence is lost

BlackMageGirl! · 08-06-2005, 09:42 PM

Another dip in the bend
Went through rain that didn't end
Broken times, yet they mend
I'll make it was all she shown...

Turn here, go there, it's right
Go fast, it's past, too bright
And here, you're there, it's light.
And nothing more was thrown...

She raced against your crafty ties
and swam along with the butterflies
Falling into the summer sky
From the girl who used to roam...

I've finally made it home...

Toe Nibbler · 08-06-2005, 09:56 PM

The art of sniping is quite graceful,
And when you pull that trigger, the giblets are so very beautiful,
For when you see a punk with your flag,
And your other team mates he's already fragged,
It is all up to you to save your dignity,
And you must have the accuracy of the holy trinity.
When you see that crimson scout with your flag of blue,
Your bullet must strike with accuracy true.
His speed is other worldly, and his conc grenade has flown,
You realize the time is now,
And that cruel fate has a dark tapestry already sewn.
You aim just above the villain's head,
Your firey red dot filling his mind with dread.
The trigger is pulled, a shot echoes through the 2fort map,
Holy crap you just got a head shot on that flyin' sap!

The Head Shot - By me.

Osterbaum · 08-07-2005, 01:04 PM

I have not been following this thread for a while now, nor have I posted anything. But I will one of these days read all the poems in this thread, discluding those of mine. I hope that not many of you would mind that I copied some of the poems in this thread to my papers. I would of course mention the nick of the person, and the name too if need be. I will ask for the names myself, don't worry. And if you feel like you do not want your poems to be anywhare, for not trusting me perhaps or whatever the PM me.

Anyway, here is one of mine now. I wrote it while I was out, thinking, reading and writing. One of the things I read (again) were the thoughts of Gandhi. Thus Gandhi somewhat imfluenced this poem among other things.

I love you

There is love.
It comes in many styles,
even in colours and rhymes.

Love connects.
It keeps our world
together. Everything,
one by one.

We all feel it.
We all need it.
And we all want it.

So why not share it?

I love you.
Who ever you are...

BlackMageGirl! · 08-08-2005, 08:35 PM

I actually sang this poem to myself while writing it down. Note: This is the first and last poem on this subject.

"Sunshine girl"

You're alone
And he's gone
Without a trace

So alone
In your thoughts
What is this place?

Been alone
Once again
What's with that face?

(You never used to cry before...)

Oh sunshine girl
sunshine girl
With raindrops dripping
Down your cheeks

Oh sunshine girl
sunshine girl
You keep on tripping
Over your own feet

You said that you'd try
and you didn't use to cry
Just keep asking yourself why
(what made him say goodbye...)

So sunshine girl
sunshine girl
Just keep yourself from slipping
Next time play for keeps.

***RaiRai*** · 08-11-2005, 04:24 PM

Hang, noose, high above my head
my end is nigh, of this, I dread
swing low down, then lower still
I've lost my crown ready for my kill

Blood will spill, my body will shake
they'll have their thrill with the screams I make
and remove my form, once all is done
the calm to the storm, though it's just begun

They'll have their fun, I have no doubt
when they shield from the sun, wishing for nought
but to dig deep the hole, of which I'll be in
no longer whole, but at least empty of sin

I've nothing within, apart from wish for the noose
for its freedom to bring as I cut myself loose
so watch, if you may, as I tear myself apart
I beg you to stay, as I rip out my heart

It's just a start, I'm not afraid of my death
I'll be tossed on the cart along with the rest
So hang down, sweet rapture, and lead me away
My soul you have captured, and with you I will stay.

---

emoemoemoemo

Lioness · 08-11-2005, 04:41 PM

Why do you hate me?

Why do you hate me?
Because I'm a bee?
Why hate bees,
Who live in your trees,
And keep your flowers clean?
Why are you so mean?

How can I, smaller than you,
Scare you over to the loo?
How come I, who helps you out,
Who saves your flowers from the drought,
Who makes you honey,
Which makes you money,
Terrify you so you cry?
Of course you try
To be quite brave -
But when you try to shoo me away,
Every single summer's day,
My stinger gets into your arm -
It's not my fault, 'cause I don't swarm
You will of course get mad at my-
Stinger, but I'm the one who'll die!

Why do you hate me?
Because I'm a bee?
I do my best
To pass the test
I try to keep the flowers clean.
So why are you so mean?

... I wrote this poem awhile ago. I was really mad at someone, and then this just came out. Don't ask, I don't know myself.

Toe Nibbler · 08-11-2005, 05:39 PM

Mad+Someone=Bees?... Anyway..

The night is quiet,
And everyone's sleep is sound..
But there is a sudden movement, a sort of walking around.
The tents are sealed, the campfire dead,
All the people completely unaware,
So cumfy in their beds.
A slight rip, a cut, a shred breaks the silence...
Whoever is here clearly has in mind some violence.
The form is cold an a shadow against her tent...
A quick glance around, and inside he went...
He raises his dagger, no doubt intending to do something sick..
The girl wakes up, and utters forth..
"YOU STUPID PR*CK!"
And then, lo! What is that?
She miraculously pulls a hammer straight from her hat!
It ignites, and flies swiftly to BM's face..
Surely he shalt a long time feel that holy mace.

Shoraru · 08-11-2005, 10:21 PM

Bloody Thirst
By Shoraru

The Primal awakens again tonight,
Smell, Seek, Hunt, Kill
Cries to the moon, Chant of the doomed,
Smell, Seek, Hunt, Kill
Eclipse of Light, Flash of Red,
Smell, Seek, Hunt, Kill
They who are of the dark,
Smell, Seek, Hunt, Kill
Never see the true light.
Smell, Seek, Hunt, Kill

Toe Nibbler · 08-14-2005, 07:22 AM

Man...Alot of people on this thread are just....bad...I mean like..Really really bad. And why does everyone have to write poems about how crappy life is and what not?

08-06-2005, 08:54 PM	#1181
AceofDiamonds Keeper of Diamonds Join Date: Jul 2005 Posts: 7	Innocense Lost I remember a teenaged girl With strawberry blonde curls And a cute laugh that you always heard Her beautiful smile And pretty blue eyes told you that she was worth while She was always encouraging And never showed fury She was the girl everyone wanted to be with Her world was twisted One night when her parents Went out for an evening drive An SUV smashed them And in a matter of seconds Her family quickly died I now know a teenaged girl With no curls Her hair is straight and dyed black She has no laugh and never smiles And no one's ever around her Her wrists are scarred And her clothing is black And everyone tries to avoid her When she walks through the halls Everybody recalls The happy girl that she once was A broken fairy, a fallen angel Her innocence is lost __________________ Bmage: ANMESIA DUST RMage: Why is it black? Bmage: winks Because it's gunpowder. Rmage: It's what?! Bmage: See, you've already forgotten! KA-BOOM! Last edited by AceofDiamonds; 08-06-2005 at 09:06 PM.

08-06-2005, 09:42 PM	#1182
BlackMageGirl! Oh hi! :D Join Date: Aug 2004 Location: Currently in reality! Posts: 2,688	Another dip in the bend Went through rain that didn't end Broken times, yet they mend I'll make it was all she shown... Turn here, go there, it's right Go fast, it's past, too bright And here, you're there, it's light. And nothing more was thrown... She raced against your crafty ties and swam along with the butterflies Falling into the summer sky From the girl who used to roam... I've finally made it home... Last edited by BlackMageGirl!; 08-08-2005 at 08:36 PM.

08-06-2005, 09:56 PM	#1183
Toe Nibbler Sent to the cornfield Join Date: Aug 2005 Location: I live on the Throne of La La Land. Posts: 49	Quoth the Nibbler, Nevermore. The art of sniping is quite graceful, And when you pull that trigger, the giblets are so very beautiful, For when you see a punk with your flag, And your other team mates he's already fragged, It is all up to you to save your dignity, And you must have the accuracy of the holy trinity. When you see that crimson scout with your flag of blue, Your bullet must strike with accuracy true. His speed is other worldly, and his conc grenade has flown, You realize the time is now, And that cruel fate has a dark tapestry already sewn. You aim just above the villain's head, Your firey red dot filling his mind with dread. The trigger is pulled, a shot echoes through the 2fort map, Holy crap you just got a head shot on that flyin' sap! The Head Shot - By me.

08-07-2005, 01:04 PM	#1184
Osterbaum The revolution will be memed! Join Date: Mar 2004 Location: FIN Posts: 5,967	I have not been following this thread for a while now, nor have I posted anything. But I will one of these days read all the poems in this thread, discluding those of mine. I hope that not many of you would mind that I copied some of the poems in this thread to my papers. I would of course mention the nick of the person, and the name too if need be. I will ask for the names myself, don't worry. And if you feel like you do not want your poems to be anywhare, for not trusting me perhaps or whatever the PM me. Anyway, here is one of mine now. I wrote it while I was out, thinking, reading and writing. One of the things I read (again) were the thoughts of Gandhi. Thus Gandhi somewhat imfluenced this poem among other things. I love you There is love. It comes in many styles, even in colours and rhymes. Love connects. It keeps our world together. Everything, one by one. We all feel it. We all need it. And we all want it. So why not share it? I love you. Who ever you are... __________________ D is for Dirty Commie!

08-11-2005, 04:24 PM	#1186
*RaiRai* Check mate. Join Date: Nov 2003 Location: Down your pants. Posts: 2,210	Hang, noose, high above my head my end is nigh, of this, I dread swing low down, then lower still I've lost my crown ready for my kill Blood will spill, my body will shake they'll have their thrill with the screams I make and remove my form, once all is done the calm to the storm, though it's just begun They'll have their fun, I have no doubt when they shield from the sun, wishing for nought but to dig deep the hole, of which I'll be in no longer whole, but at least empty of sin I've nothing within, apart from wish for the noose for its freedom to bring as I cut myself loose so watch, if you may, as I tear myself apart I beg you to stay, as I rip out my heart It's just a start, I'm not afraid of my death I'll be tossed on the cart along with the rest So hang down, sweet rapture, and lead me away My soul you have captured, and with you I will stay. --- emoemoemoemo __________________ I AM FURIOUS

08-08-2005, 08:35 PM	#1185
BlackMageGirl! Oh hi! :D Join Date: Aug 2004 Location: Currently in reality! Posts: 2,688	I actually sang this poem to myself while writing it down. Note: This is the first and last poem on this subject. "Sunshine girl" You're alone And he's gone Without a trace So alone In your thoughts What is this place? Been alone Once again What's with that face? (You never used to cry before...) Oh sunshine girl sunshine girl With raindrops dripping Down your cheeks Oh sunshine girl sunshine girl You keep on tripping Over your own feet You said that you'd try and you didn't use to cry Just keep asking yourself why (what made him say goodbye...) So sunshine girl sunshine girl Just keep yourself from slipping Next time play for keeps.

08-11-2005, 04:41 PM	#1187
Lioness Destroyer of you(s) Join Date: Jun 2005 Location: In my house, duh. Posts: 39	A Character Poem Why do you hate me? Why do you hate me? Because I'm a bee? Why hate bees, Who live in your trees, And keep your flowers clean? Why are you so mean? How can I, smaller than you, Scare you over to the loo? How come I, who helps you out, Who saves your flowers from the drought, Who makes you honey, Which makes you money, Terrify you so you cry? Of course you try To be quite brave - But when you try to shoo me away, Every single summer's day, My stinger gets into your arm - It's not my fault, 'cause I don't swarm You will of course get mad at my- Stinger, but I'm the one who'll die! Why do you hate me? Because I'm a bee? I do my best To pass the test I try to keep the flowers clean. So why are you so mean? ... I wrote this poem awhile ago. I was really mad at someone, and then this just came out. Don't ask, I don't know myself. __________________ ~--~--Lioness--~--~ "Don't suffer from insanity - Enjoy every minute of it!" Last edited by Lioness; 08-12-2005 at 01:26 PM.

08-11-2005, 05:39 PM	#1188
Toe Nibbler Sent to the cornfield Join Date: Aug 2005 Location: I live on the Throne of La La Land. Posts: 49	Mad+Someone=Bees?... Anyway.. The night is quiet, And everyone's sleep is sound.. But there is a sudden movement, a sort of walking around. The tents are sealed, the campfire dead, All the people completely unaware, So cumfy in their beds. A slight rip, a cut, a shred breaks the silence... Whoever is here clearly has in mind some violence. The form is cold an a shadow against her tent... A quick glance around, and inside he went... He raises his dagger, no doubt intending to do something sick.. The girl wakes up, and utters forth.. "YOU STUPID PR*CK!" And then, lo! What is that? She miraculously pulls a hammer straight from her hat! It ignites, and flies swiftly to BM's face.. Surely he shalt a long time feel that holy mace.

08-11-2005, 10:21 PM	#1189
Shoraru Zephyr Mage Join Date: Feb 2005 Location: Within the deepest hollows of Yggdrasil Posts: 423	Bloody Thirst By Shoraru The Primal awakens again tonight, Smell, Seek, Hunt, Kill Cries to the moon, Chant of the doomed, Smell, Seek, Hunt, Kill Eclipse of Light, Flash of Red, Smell, Seek, Hunt, Kill They who are of the dark, Smell, Seek, Hunt, Kill Never see the true light. Smell, Seek, Hunt, Kill __________________ - Lord Shoraru of the Land of the Sapphire Luna Occupation - Zephyer Acyolte of the Temple of Saruhashi Practicing: Aroma Therapist Poet Novelist Herbalist Psychologist

08-14-2005, 07:22 AM	#1190
Toe Nibbler Sent to the cornfield Join Date: Aug 2005 Location: I live on the Throne of La La Land. Posts: 49	Man...Alot of people on this thread are just....bad...I mean like..Really really bad. And why does everyone have to write poems about how crappy life is and what not?