Poems Inspired by the Romantics

The great unknown of the jungle,
marked by danger and grace.
No man will ever know
the secrets you hide.
The mysteries you hold
only add to your beauty.
The view from above
and the view from below
are as equally beautiful as
they are different.
The beautiful sunlight bouncing
off your branches above. To
the shadows and darkness that are below.
If only we could ask
the life you harbor what they think.
They would describe you with
the true beauty that you hold,
and not with the image we have created.
You support life and beauty,
and ask nothing in return for what you give.
You are truly beautiful.


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The Beauty from Within

What you see is not what you get
You look at me and see that,
Yes, I do not wear nice clothes,
I do not have the style down,
nor do I want to.

I want to be known for
What I am not what you want me to be.
Do not judge me by my religion,
My style or my race.

Not only am I shy and backwards,
but I like see things differently.
Under the water looking out.
To see the world through,
Different eyes, different view.

Do not judge me,
By how I look,
What I do,
Or where I live.

We are all the same,
You and I, only
Different names.
You do your thing, I will do mine.
Love me for who I am!
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Cruel World

It will be okay no worries your with me now
Don't let it get to to you
you know the world
The one just waiting for you to get up
So it can kick you in the back of the knees
Scraped up now
bloody now
thats what it does to you when you give up
When you turn your back
The world doesn't like a quitter
After you lose hope
And you let things work out on their own
Then the world will take over
And the world is not pleasant
It will steer you in the wrong direction
Every wrong direction imaginable
But hey no worries your with me now
Put your hand in mine
Can you feel me?
Know that I am here always and forever


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The Hand of God
by: Caitlyn Atkinson


Unborne is no excuse,
no exceptions,
no reason to end someone life.
Murder is murder.
who are you to take that away?

every child deserves a chance,
a life of their own.
who are you to take that away?
you're still talking away someones future,
Maybe our next President.

Maybe the life of the man,
who will someday find the cure for cancer.
Who are you to take that away?
What if your parents had done that to you?
Would that have been okay?

God loves all children.
Every child deserves a chance.
He has a plan for everyone.
Don't be the one to take that away;
don't have an abortion.

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Quote:

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Originally Posted by Tamara

The Beauty from Within

What you see is not what you get
You look at me and see that,
Yes, I do not wear nice clothes,
I do not have the style down,
nor do I want to.

I want to be known for
What I am not what you want me to be.
Do not judge me by my religion,
My style or my race.

Not only am I shy and backwards,
but I like see things differently.
Under the water looking out.
To see the world through,
Different eyes, different view.

Do not judge me,
By how I look,
What I do,
Or where I live.

We are all the same,
You and I, only
Different names.
You do your thing, I will do mine.
Love me for who I am!
http://www.collegerecruiter.com/mt-s...underwater.jpg

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Veary nice and meaning full GJ :D

http://pics.ww.com/d/23984-2/lightning.jpg
Breaking through the atmosphere
At a mind blazing speed
Followed by thunderous claps
Of nature’s wrath,
It comes upon swift moving winds
To strike quick and run,
Somewhat cowardice it seems
Though it is God’s hand stretching
Let fear strike you within,
For this is nature

Beauteous blues, white, and reds
All gone in a flash
Surrounded by darkness
Will thee be, until I
Flash for you to see,
Less than three seconds
Will ye be
In my beautiful company,
Though glowing and flashing beautifully
You will quickly come to see
That I am quite deadly

Quote:

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Originally Posted by Rolandokun

"Industry"

Bright summers morn
Child walks in a grassy meadow
Ignorant to this world he is born
Cast over him a dark shadow

Swept up in the the arms of another
Thrown into the life of work
Same they took him like his brother
Down he is forced into the murk

Long he stay not by his own choice
No more the boy feels for beauty
Never shall you hear him rejoice
The meadow is long gone to his duty

Dark is this evening dusk
Long gone is the innocent child
Nothing remains but a hard husk
In hand a shovel he shall wield
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Who wrote this?

uhhh i did :P

Go Fish.

Quickly as they dart and glide
Small and large and colors bright
Follow the leader one by one
In schools of safety and of fun
Scales of yellow, orange, and blue
How you can't help but follow the hue
with your eyes.

Seen but not heard
Just the way I like it
So many it's absurd
No two are quite alike.

Swim away, swim away
The fishermen have come today
They've come to take you far away
Away from everything you know

So, swim away and be free
Like people, wish they too, could be
Quickly as they dart and glide
Small and large and colors bright
Quiet and free again tonight

http://www.haywardyoga.com/pictures/tropical%20fish.JPG

Paris, Paris, Paris
with her beautiful, glittering, lazy eye,
and her face like a gorgeous burnt chicken.
That's hot!

Paris, Paris, Paris
What are you famous for again?
Is it for your sparkling personality,
or your classy demeanor?
Could it be for the intellectual conversations you're known for having?
That's hot!

Is it for that “Vote or Die” campaign you participated in?
Ooops, you're still not registered to vote!
You must have forgot.
Oh well. That's hot!

Paris, Paris, Paris
How a woman with no particular talents can become a star
(of a movie called One Night In Paris)
She donates to charity every once in a while
(to get out of taxes).
What a saint!
That's hot!

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Everytime I look up in the sky
I always see you fluttering by
Seeing your beautiful wings
Remind me of golden rings

Black, orange, and white
I know you wont bite
You are the nicest thing around
I promise I wont make a sound

You fly around everyday
I even saw you by the bay
Feeling your tiny body in my hand
I am your number one fan

You are very clever
With our friendship forever
With the beautiful sun shinning down
I know you will be around

With three more lines in this poem
I know that you know them
All the monarch butterflies
Fluttering in the skies

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Sunsets and Sunrise
Even though we see it every day we don't even realize,
as to exactly how beautiful and amazing it really is.
We don't know how it was made
and we probably never will
even if we do find out how it was made we will probably not be alive
or we will not except it.

We take walks and we brows through the woods at night,
as we walk and the sun goes down we just keep on walking
and just store the image away in our minds so a little while down the road
we can look back on it and finally realize how truly beautiful it really was.

Some of us just keep on walking and then some of us just kind of sit down
and take it all in and try and figure out why we would
want to destroy something this so amazing that it makes the rest
of the world just a little insignificant spec in our lives.

After the sun has gone down and we get back to our original activities
after the hustle and bustle is done and the moon is up full and bright.
We just kind of sit and look into the woods we
wounder what our lives would be like if we had never taken in that sight.

After the night has gone and the sun comes up we go back to the spot
that we saw the sun set and just once again take
in the sight and just sit amazed that a sight like this
could be so beautiful and so mystifying all at the same time.

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Memories from my childhood

We'd walk through the trails
Bugs in our hair
We get lost in the woods with no where to go
Yell at the top of our lungs for someone to help us
Out comes Julia with the paddle
We play in the bushes
Pretend we're in Narnia
We never realized the bushes were next to the road
Once again we get in trouble
We'd camp out in the camper at night
Sitting next to the fire
We'd always pick a fight
Who got to sleep where was usually our arguments
By the time night fell we always ran to the house
Camping was our favorite thing to do
We'd lay motionless in the fields for hours
Never anything to do
Her name was Amanda
My name is Amy
We loved camping

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Camping in the sun
Around all the kids and fun
Makes me want to live there all year
Seeing all the pretty dear
I love to swim in the lake
Then help my mamaw bake
All the goodies for us kids
During the day we lay by the pool
While my papaw works with his tools
I get a good tan
While I'm playing in the sand
I play in the yard of my mamaws summer house
And down by the pool at night plays a band
I love the smell of the campground land
Around 6:00 we all pitch in for dinner
We make hamburgers and hot dogs
The papaw puts on more logs
Its time for smores I grab the stuff
My Uncle grabs more wood because he is buff
I make my smore and it makes me tired and full
My mamaw tucks me in goodnight:yawnb:

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TORNADOES




The light sky becomes dark as night
then the rain starts to pour upon the ground
the lightning glows in the sky.
Then for a second there is silence
And then you hear the thunder clash,
in the city you hear the sirens roar
and you get chills running through your spine

everyone runs inside for shelter
children are crying for there parents
house starts to rumble
and you hear loud noises banging,
trees, cars, and roofs fly thought the air.
the storm is over and
everything goes silent once again.

people come out of their homes,
to see the powerful force of nature,
cars are in trees, trees are in cars
the broken remains of peoples houses,
are scattered all over the town.
a towns dreams blown to hell.
http://www.fishindog.com/images/tornado.jpg