Endless rolling hills
Nature's green, rapeseed yellow.
Everything so slow
People moan of how things change
Crazy old-fashioned people
Topic: Serendipity
Endless rolling hills
Nature's green, rapeseed yellow.
Everything so slow
People moan of how things change
Crazy old-fashioned people
Topic: Serendipity
Faith is believing what you know ain't so - Mark Twain
The preachers deal with men of straw, as they are men of straw themselves - Henry David Thoreau
The way to see faith is to shut the eye of reason - Benjamin Franklin
The teaching of the church, theoretically astute, is a lie in practice and a compound of vulgar superstitions and sorcery - Leo Tolstoy
prometheus lit
a blaze you arrived when i
was busy elsewhere.
if my car hadn't broken
down, if you hadn't passed by...
bells
shh!!!
the air and water have been here a long time, and they are telling stories.
Sundays, deathdays, days
Of general celebration
Marriage days, burial days
The bells sound out loud
A lost language, long since dead.
Topic: laziness
Faith is believing what you know ain't so - Mark Twain
The preachers deal with men of straw, as they are men of straw themselves - Henry David Thoreau
The way to see faith is to shut the eye of reason - Benjamin Franklin
The teaching of the church, theoretically astute, is a lie in practice and a compound of vulgar superstitions and sorcery - Leo Tolstoy
The black leather couch
Lends me its ceaseless embrace.
But time matters not,
For all who enter this realm
Experience nirvana.
New sub...
.:BLISS:.
^^My First Tanka^^^
2nd Serious Poem in My Life... EVER.
Anarchism is a game at which the Police can beat you. What have you to say to that?
-Misalliance
George Bernard Shaw
Silence surrounds me,
Cool and soft and breathable.
The weight hovers light.
Whisper-drunk with the stillness
of my grey before their dawn.
TOPIC -- a familiar stranger
If you had to live with this you'd rather lie than fall.
You think I can't fly? Well, you just watch me!
~The Dresden Dolls
wow... tough subject....
The sunlight glistens,
Dancing on the water's edge.
A feeling so foreign.
Now here we are, face to face,
The light and I, strangers now.
How about something along the lines of blindness?
Anarchism is a game at which the Police can beat you. What have you to say to that?
-Misalliance
George Bernard Shaw
Malthus will prove right.
When the oil runs dry, we will
Let more people starve.
This overloaded planet,
Where our blindness procreates.
Topic: Mischief
Faith is believing what you know ain't so - Mark Twain
The preachers deal with men of straw, as they are men of straw themselves - Henry David Thoreau
The way to see faith is to shut the eye of reason - Benjamin Franklin
The teaching of the church, theoretically astute, is a lie in practice and a compound of vulgar superstitions and sorcery - Leo Tolstoy
caramba my dog
n me on the road
what mischief today, me look at him
he just smiles n say
you did it last time, now is my turn
topic: one day flower
The petals emerge,
No longer afraid of light.
Delicate moments.
The night will bring the end, though,
As this beauty cannot last.
Anarchism is a game at which the Police can beat you. What have you to say to that?
-Misalliance
George Bernard Shaw
Sorry... how about moving (away, from one house to another... something like that.)
Anarchism is a game at which the Police can beat you. What have you to say to that?
-Misalliance
George Bernard Shaw
i smell the curtains
"oofff.. no we r not taking these"
"is there anything we r taking?"
Death, he take me whole
am moving to his beguiling mansion
sure, u can take abt rebirth now
Hehe. Thanks, rocksea.
(Oh, but by the way, in this thread we're trying to stay with syllables of 5-7-5-7-7 for our poems.)
Sink into the dark
soft whiteness of a cool bed
stiff joints come undone.
Not the sun's dawn, but the moon,
Refreshes my dying soul.
TOPIC -- faking confidence
Last edited by emily655321; 05-03-2004 at 05:08 AM.
If you had to live with this you'd rather lie than fall.
You think I can't fly? Well, you just watch me!
~The Dresden Dolls
woohh!! got it!! thanxalott emily..did i get it proper here?
the wind southerly
i stand along the footpath
grin, a cyclist
kernel of life opening by
i have to do, i will do
now what?
ya it is the next topic..
Perfect.
I came here for you,
Standing before the abyss
Will you catch me if...?
I ran here with my eyes closed
You alone know what comes next
TOPIC -- Being lost.
If you had to live with this you'd rather lie than fall.
You think I can't fly? Well, you just watch me!
~The Dresden Dolls
you already got lost. shud be saved!!
hanging some wet clothes
i sing an old song awhile
went down memory lane
a wind lost its way back home
wet my soul, dry all the clothes
see, the wind got lost but u r saved
topic : i want to know what someone will do with a tissue paper
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