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  1. #376
    Something's Gone hoope's Avatar
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    When I was 6 I was feverish and couldn't sleep
    While you just slept comfortably
    As I worked hard to please you
    You just yelled and hurt me
    When I stood first in class
    You said that I didn't do much
    When I tried to do my hair and look beautiful
    You said that my sister Emy is prettier than I

    And now, here I am and there you are
    I went away and you grew alone.
    When I needed you , you weren't there. But
    when you need me you would always find me around , mom !

    I tried to be emotionless
    but i was full of undescribed emotions

    I tried to not love you
    But you always moved my heart

    Dearest Mom !
    You threw my heart while I held yours tenderly
    You gave me harsh words while I sang Mother's song .
    You tore me apart and yet
    I loved you
    "He is asleep. Though his mettle was sorely tried,
    He lived, and when he lost his angel, died.
    It happened calmly, on its own,
    The way the night comes when day is done."



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    I saw my granddad cry
    Never though I'd see such a strong man break down
    It was the anniversary of Grandma's passing
    And he sat there in his big armchair
    With a pile of yellowed, ancient letters
    Concentrated messages of love
    From long ago
    Reliving the memories of young love lost
    Looking forward to their meeting again
    Heaven holds no tears

    Pendragon
    11/1/10
    Some of us laugh
    Some of us cry
    Some of us smoke
    Some of us lie
    But it's all just the way
    that we cope with our lives...

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    he says it’s sacred
    so they must...must keep it
    their sweet little secret

    whenever she misses him
    she lays on a bed of letters
    this is where he is
    when he is not here

    as soon as her eyes close
    she can feel the steel tip
    his love infused fountain pen
    pushing hard and harder
    into the exquisite stationery
    leaving one unmistakable
    pregnant chad

    afterwards she swoons over
    every trace of saliva he left
    on the linen envelopes
    each sealed with a lie
    Last edited by Haunted; 11-06-2010 at 01:05 AM.

    "But do you really, seriously, Major Scobie," Dr. Sykes asked, "believe in hell?"
    "Oh, yes, I do."
    "In flames and torment?"
    "Perhaps not quite that. They tell us it may be a permanent sense of loss."
    "That sort of hell wouldn't worry me," Fellowes said.
    "Perhaps you've never lost anything of importance," Scobie said.

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    Six brillant poems so far. Hurry only three days to go!!!!!!!!!
    English my native language and have characterizes of dyslexia.

    Copyright (C) 2011, Zoolane

    I have pass by English Exam.

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    on the back of our first polaroid
    tucked beneath the topmost socks
    stuck in the toe of my suit-slick shoe
    hid behind the toothpaste, taped to the top
    of the coffee maker lid
    the prize at the bottom of the Wheaties
    on the back of our last polaroid
    paranoid anticipation
    fixation for letters and words
    for lines of "World Enough
    and Time"
    tucked into the notes on my phone
    on my laptop
    on my mind, in my mind
    I'm
    haunted and possessed by
    scraps that mean the world
    because they
    come from
    you.

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    FALL

    Fiery leaves
    confetti the grass, bleaches
    and parchments the
    fiery hues of fall

    First gold, then green
    A heart’s bud a-flower
    Love lettered from
    the hand of the Maker
    An open secret
    Of eternity written in the heart
    Reduced to piles, (secret) piles
    Of love letters

    There's a battle ahead, many battles are lost
    But you'll never see the end of the road
    When you're travelling with me. . . Don't Dream It's Over, Crowded House

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    Lots of great poems and closing time is 9 pm UK time. Thank you
    English my native language and have characterizes of dyslexia.

    Copyright (C) 2011, Zoolane

    I have pass by English Exam.

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    Thank you to all who enter, they all great poems.

    Skia: The poem is very unique twist because it about naive young girl with being seduced by love. Best line His daughter sits beside me though
    and indeed she is my sister, my perfect bestie friend...


    Comedian: I actual really like this poem because it remind of a young boy realize how has Grandfather has feeling of love to.

    Autolycus: it sort suggest house cards but great concept.


    Hoope: This wonderful poem is full of remorse I think on the daughter part. She deeply hurt by her mom treat as child. It was lovely touch of little verse of her letter. Best lines are: I tried to be emotionless
    but i was full of undescribed emotions
    I tried to not love you
    But you always moved my heart


    Pendragon: This one remind of my grandad. It lovely poem of heartbreak of a Eldery man yearn of hes 1st love. Best lines are:Reliving the memories of young love lost
    Looking forward to their meeting again
    Heaven holds no tears



    Haunted: I like this remind scene from ww2 film I have recently seen it very of love once gone it hope of return soldier. Best lines are:afterwards she swoons over
    every trace of saliva he left
    on the linen envelopes
    each sealed with a lie


    Krymsonkyng: Not sure about this one, it remind of moved house. best lines are:on the back of our first polaroid
    tucked beneath the topmost socks


    Mingdilly: I really like this one lots due to fact that start with autumn setting and gentle end in a 'secret plie of love letters. Best lines are: Love lettered from
    the hand of the Maker
    An open secret
    Of eternity written in the heart


    The Winner is HOOPE well done it the dear mom bit that got most.

    I would like thank you all for enter and they few are really good ones which do I know well readed time and time again.
    Last edited by zoolane; 11-14-2010 at 12:01 PM.
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    Copyright (C) 2011, Zoolane

    I have pass by English Exam.

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    Congrats hoope!!!

    "But do you really, seriously, Major Scobie," Dr. Sykes asked, "believe in hell?"
    "Oh, yes, I do."
    "In flames and torment?"
    "Perhaps not quite that. They tell us it may be a permanent sense of loss."
    "That sort of hell wouldn't worry me," Fellowes said.
    "Perhaps you've never lost anything of importance," Scobie said.

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    WoW .. I really didn't think i would make it .. especially after seeing Pendragon ,Haunted and the rest of the poems which were so good.

    Thanks you guys and thank you Zoolane.. so am suppose to put the next ssubject , yea?
    "He is asleep. Though his mettle was sorely tried,
    He lived, and when he lost his angel, died.
    It happened calmly, on its own,
    The way the night comes when day is done."



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    Quote Originally Posted by hoope View Post
    When I was 6 I was feverish and couldn't sleep
    While you just slept comfortably
    As I worked hard to please you
    You just yelled and hurt me
    When I stood first in class
    You said that I didn't do much
    When I tried to do my hair and look beautiful
    You said that my sister Emy is prettier than I

    And now, here I am and there you are
    I went away and you grew alone.
    When I needed you , you weren't there. But
    when you need me you would always find me around , mom !

    I tried to be emotionless
    but i was full of undescribed emotions

    I tried to not love you
    But you always moved my heart

    Dearest Mom !
    You threw my heart while I held yours tenderly
    You gave me harsh words while I sang Mother's song .
    You tore me apart and yet
    I loved you
    Who can deny the heartbreak and the great forgiveness in this! Congratulations!

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    Something's Gone hoope's Avatar
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    Thanks alot Prince


    The next subject would be :

    You'll never walk alone

    Edit : I forgot to put the deadline ..
    It will be on 3rd of December Friday

    Good luck for all
    Last edited by hoope; 11-14-2010 at 11:03 AM.
    "He is asleep. Though his mettle was sorely tried,
    He lived, and when he lost his angel, died.
    It happened calmly, on its own,
    The way the night comes when day is done."



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    Promises Made to Be Kept

    When the valleys grow dark with the shadow of Death
    When the mountains grow too steep to climb
    When all of your rivers flow at flood stage
    When the stars seem to fall from the skies

    When the wolf's at the door and the howling grows loud
    When you feel life's just passing you by
    When you feel isolated even when in a crowd
    When the tears flow like rain from your eyes

    I'll stand by you through good times and bad
    Through heartaches, through laughter, through groans
    You'll have me beside you till death do us part
    Baby, you'll never walk all alone

    Pendragon
    Some of us laugh
    Some of us cry
    Some of us smoke
    Some of us lie
    But it's all just the way
    that we cope with our lives...

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    Dali's Clocks

    The faster that you run from it
    the quicker that it catches up
    Moonshine in a mason jar
    Sunshine in a coffee cup

    The sooner that you deal with it
    the further that you drive it back
    Dirty skies and clouds of white
    Purest seas and sails of black

    The story grows in time with time
    The rhythm, with each tired tread
    Hunted, haunted, carried, kept
    bound and tied with your own thread

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    Here and After

    You sit alone before the still light,
    an ember that still burns
    within the beating heart
    for what time has taken,
    yet a flame that will never die.

    And as the winds blow
    a voice still sings,
    your name upon window fog.
    Is it madness! A caress
    in an empty room?

    To dream while you are awake?

    She smiles invisible,
    yet still more real than the sun,
    a memory more than the photos
    on the wall, or a fleeting
    sometimes fading thought.

    She dances the waltz
    to music that manifests
    at her fingertips and you
    watch the subtle vibration,
    laughter more than bird song.

    But no trespass will she broker
    for death alone cannot part
    the weded soul, alas you are
    hers forever more, and she is
    yours here and after.

    Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. ~ Edgar Allan Poe

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