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01-11-2004, 05:09 PM
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| | Crup
Join Date: Jun 2003 Location: Cardiff, Wales, UK
Posts: 17,077
Hogwarts RPG Name:
Marcella Riddle
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Some poems are through my character, Marcella Riddle's eyes. Others through the eyes of people around her. Some, of people and their experiences, enjoy.
He Finally Understood
Love Will Conquer All
Life in the Eyes of...
A life Within High Expectations
I WILL TYPE IN THESE COLORS, SO WHICHEVER COLOR IT IS, WILL TELL YOU WHAT STORY IT'S FROM.
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Marcella's PoV - aimed at Durmstrang Pupils & Dumbledore
Alone, lost, never to be found.
A single tear lay, clinging to the cold cruel ground.
Not a sound to be heard,
but the chatter in the halls,
The quiet in her head was deathly,
As death was cold.
Lonesome was she.
Now and forever.
Abandoned by her father,
Most likely, reseneted by her mother.
God-Father who was never there,
The nobody's who wouldn't care,
The kids who would stand and stare,
Pretend that she was never there.
Her absence, although profound,
left no trail on the soild ground.
Not a mark or speck of dust,
to recollect her life,
A wasted time,
in this strife.
Of what she once did call, her suicidal knife. | 
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01-11-2004, 05:12 PM
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| | Nogtail
Join Date: Oct 2003 Location: garden state
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Oh my gosh this is so good! 
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01-11-2004, 05:15 PM
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| | Jarvey
Join Date: May 2003
Posts: 658
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whoa......... i feel the melancholy as i read it.........cool! keep writing man!
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01-11-2004, 05:17 PM
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| | Crup
Join Date: Jun 2003 Location: Cardiff, Wales, UK
Posts: 17,077
Hogwarts RPG Name:
Marcella Riddle
Graduated | Kaplinski Rival Sorting Hat Machine
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Marcella's PoV - references to Dumbledore.
Blood,
Dripping,
Crimson like the evening sky.
It fell in drops to the floor,
splashing ominously,
the thud echoing in her drums.
Beating, droaning,
reminding.
The guilt, the suffering, the sorrow.
She wanted out, she had tried.
It was worth it no more,
As she laid down and cried.
What was to come would come,
As time would in general pass.
What she did not want to happen,
Was to happen at last.
Fear, dread, pain and hurt,
Filled her mind,
She felt like dirt.
Not worthy,
Never worthy,
Forever unworthy.
Of the mighty power that was to come,
The message that would pass with the setting sun.
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01-11-2004, 05:18 PM
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| | Nogtail
Join Date: Oct 2003 Location: garden state
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Poor Marcella she has so much pain and agony to deal with.
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01-11-2004, 05:19 PM
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| | Jarvey
Join Date: May 2003
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yeah, but she makes it sound so good
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01-11-2004, 05:21 PM
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| | Nogtail
Join Date: Oct 2003 Location: garden state
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Yep she does!
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01-11-2004, 05:23 PM
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| | Crup
Join Date: Jun 2003 Location: Cardiff, Wales, UK
Posts: 17,077
Hogwarts RPG Name:
Marcella Riddle
Graduated | Kaplinski Rival Sorting Hat Machine
mish234 these poems are based on my character, which I have written fics on *surprise surprise* lol
A hoot, a flutter of wings,
A sound as though an angel brings.
Then a smack, a hit, a fall,
A pile of wings as they slumped to the floor.
The letter both loud and clear,
told her where he mind would lay in the year.
Another school, another life,
Another day, another strife.
An unknown father,
out of sight,
out of mind,
came upon her now,
to free her kind.
From the orphanage she would flee,
Beyond this world,
To another she could see.
Fly like an eagle,
Swim like a fish,
Journey far and wide,
Untill she met her life's wish.
A beloved man,
a family awaits,
someone who cared,
who would not hate.
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01-11-2004, 05:25 PM
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| | Nogtail
Join Date: Oct 2003 Location: garden state
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You have the same talent for wrting f/fs as you do wrting poems......
Excellent!
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01-11-2004, 05:35 PM
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| | Crup
Join Date: Jun 2003 Location: Cardiff, Wales, UK
Posts: 17,077
Hogwarts RPG Name:
Marcella Riddle
Graduated | Kaplinski Rival Sorting Hat Machine
From now on, the poems will come under titles;
He Finally Understood
Love Will Conquer All
Life in the Eyes of...
A life Within High Expectations
This will imply which ff the poem arises from and I'm starting from the beginning with all of them.
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He Finally Understood
From Luna's PoV - references to her mother, Hermione and Harry.
Hailstones bashing at the windows.
Anger hatred, plummeting there.
A year had passed,
As had she,
And longer could she see,
The reasons for being here.
A year today her mother died,
a year today her heart had died.
Father gone, away on work,
Did he care?
Not thought she.
If he cared he would be there,
to challenege the sorrow that threatened her,
And her sanity.
All alone, Terence drove her,
silence fell all around her,
water splashing outside,
no feelings left,
empty on the inside.
All she wanted,
Was all she never recieved,
And all she had wanted,
Was to leave.
Friends she thought she had gained,
Pressure, hatred, the more it pained,
One girl she never liked nor knew,
Just as well had kicked her too.
Fooled by dreams and fantasies,
so lost had she,
made herself in the year past,
The year that should not have been allowed to last.
That fateful night,
With the mysteries,
No longer could she ease,
from her mind which it stung
and her heart, it tugged upon.
But at the end, he had seemed to care.
The one who knew she never were there.
He had discovered the truth,
the cruelty, the tease she did live.
The way her stuff was hid,
the way to recover it not within sight,
But yet still sone bright,
Was the everlasting promising light.
A light that shone in his eyes, that night,
That gave her hope that someday he might,
realise she were not all loony,
and welcome her for who she was. | |
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01-11-2004, 05:37 PM
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| | Nogtail
Join Date: Oct 2003 Location: garden state
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Poor Luna,you have great poems!
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01-11-2004, 05:52 PM
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| | Crup
Join Date: Jun 2003 Location: Cardiff, Wales, UK
Posts: 17,077
Hogwarts RPG Name:
Marcella Riddle
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From Ginny's PoV - aimed at Harry.
You say I'm just a little girl,
Just a little girl,
How can I compare,
What do I know?
What have I got to Share?
But there's nothing in this world,
Nothing in this world,
That could hold me down
Cant you hear me, dont you udnerstand.
That I wanna be myself,
Wanna be the girl,
I wanna be the one,
That you can, rely on.
How I wish that you could see all there is of me,
How I long to wish,
That you'd take me for who I am.
Cos there's a hell of alot more to me,
Than pigtails and dolls,
I'm not just a girl,
And this is not just a song.
I'm not just your mates sister,
Or the tag alone,
I wanna be myself,
Cos that's how I belong.
I need you to take me proper,
I want me to be my own,
Not someone with a label,
Or a frickin clone.
I'd like for you to notice me,
If that's alright,
If you could just open you eyes,
Stop being so blind,
To my love.
Because I can tell,
You know I'm not stupid,
You can see it in my eyes,
Yet you would rather deny,
Deny it more and more,
And I'll deny you.
Dont ignore me,
Then I wont ignore you.
The first part is from a song "Just a Little Girl" so kudos goes to Amy Studt for that.
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01-11-2004, 06:05 PM
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| | Crup
Join Date: Jun 2003 Location: Cardiff, Wales, UK
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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Marcella Riddle
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~bumps her silly poems~
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01-11-2004, 10:12 PM
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| | Crup
Join Date: Jun 2003 Location: Cardiff, Wales, UK
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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Marcella Riddle
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The daughter of all evil,
The daughter of no good,
The offspring of a murderer,
The purest satanism.
The heir to the snake,
The final one in the line,
One of few females to,
hold this gracious title.
Hatred revolved around,
from her and to,
none was ever asked for,
but then also none refused.
Love was never valued,
Apart from the physical kind,
Flirty, temptacious, lustful,
Sin-filled pleasure played with her mind.
She did not need love,
For when necessary it came brewed,
But never did she need to use force,
Many were all too willing.
Powerful and almighty,
This woman was.
Not a friend to call,
Nor a lover either,
She made a mate from what she knew,
What she loved,
And what she was.
The Dark Arts. | |
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01-11-2004, 10:14 PM
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| | Banned Chizpurfle
Join Date: Oct 2003 Location: in the twilight zone doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
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These are good! I like them alot can you read mine? (Sonnets of Alyssa) I'd appreciate your opinions!
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01-12-2004, 09:42 PM
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| | Crup
Join Date: Jun 2003 Location: Cardiff, Wales, UK
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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Marcella Riddle
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Ginny's PoV - with reference to Harry
She loved him, but he would not know,
She loved him, but she could not show,
Or if she tried she knew she'd fail,
His eyes would never open,
Her hope would never prevail.
Her head felt,
All scrunched up,
Messed right up,
Her head ached painfully.
Why was she so confused,
Why did she feel so damn used?
When would this pain fade away,
When would she live another day,
When time would pass without a thought,
Of the boy who would not be caught.
The man who willed not stay,
The man who was lead astray.
By the overpowerful, omnipotent friendship,
That he did sail,
His mate would never ever bend,
So yet her pain would prevail. | |
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01-12-2004, 10:27 PM
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|  Technical Assistance Tebo
Join Date: Jun 2003 Location: The Bowels of SS
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You are an excellent poet :flowersmile:
These poems really compliment your fics. You should advertise in your fanfics when you write a new poem from that story.
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01-12-2004, 10:29 PM
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| | Billywig
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these are great emma....i love em all ! looking forward for more...  | |
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01-12-2004, 10:33 PM
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| | Billywig
Join Date: Nov 2003
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*claps* worthy of John Betjamin, *tries to think of other poets* well, its up there with the great ones kiddo, look forward for some more
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01-12-2004, 11:03 PM
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| | Crup
Join Date: Jun 2003 Location: Cardiff, Wales, UK
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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Marcella Riddle
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Luna's PoV - reference to Terence
Slipping, sliding,
fingers falling on metal catch.
Pushing, urging,
The clasp to pull through.
Pain, sharp,
Cut and Sting.
Blood sliding,
Nerves breaking.
Curse she did, as her finger she sucked,
Trying to ease the sting,
Dirt, rust caught within,
A window without a pane.
Simple, but wealthy,
A life none too extreme,
Terence, polite and keen,
Ever proper, never mean.
He called me Miss,
Formally strong,
When all she could but wish,
That she could be just Luna,
All along.
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01-12-2004, 11:07 PM
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| | Billywig
Join Date: Nov 2003
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Those poems you write, are beautifully done, but with a sinister edge to them which contradicts the other but weaves in well within the taspestry of poetry. well done.
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01-12-2004, 11:58 PM
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| | Fire Slug
Join Date: Nov 2003
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Wow. these are really good. Keep writing more, please!
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01-13-2004, 12:02 AM
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| | Crup
Join Date: Jun 2003 Location: Cardiff, Wales, UK
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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Marcella Riddle
Graduated | Kaplinski Rival Sorting Hat Machine
Marcella's PoV - aimed at McGonagall
Jealousy,
Seethed through jealous eyes.
Jealous minds,
Envied times, envious spies.
Wit and intelligence,
Humor to boost,
All the things she bode,
None to choose.
Lessons, she need not attend,
Exams she need not take,
The bitter torment would not end,
The pain that the cane did make.
Whipped, slashed,
Across the face she cut,
The evil witch, the sour hag,
Bleed her face and guts.
Nought would stop her in her trails,
Running from the room,
All the abuse,
All the torture,
Would not heal her wounds.
A person she needed,
Whether far or near she did not know,
A father once was out there,
Not so long ago. | |
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01-13-2004, 12:03 AM
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| | Gnome
Join Date: Nov 2003 Location: In my head way too much!
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you write poetry too?! they're really good! i love them!
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01-13-2004, 12:10 AM
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| | Crup
Join Date: Jun 2003 Location: Cardiff, Wales, UK
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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Marcella Riddle
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Marcella's PoV - references to her Durmstrang friends
Darrin, Alyssa, Cossette,
All together lined,
Each one her friend,
Each one divine.
They had shown her friendship,
When others had not,
Had offered peace,
When others had wanted war.
Alyssa, passionately loud,
Proud with opinions,
Big in mouth,
Whilst large in heart.
Cossette, kindly clever,
Never failed but to help.
Loved to be thought well of,
And loved to love everyone but herself.
Then there was Darrin,
Her lover of the three,
Mild, brave and courageous,
Gentle, strong and proud.
Love of her life,
Life worth nought but for love.
The love of a man,
The love of a boy,
The love of someone she most enjoyed.
Being torn away, apart,
Never again to join paths.
Never would she see them again.
They were but once friends. | |
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