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RonWheezyrox · 11-03-2003, 03:06 AM

Okay I posted one awhile ago, but I forgot to add to it, so I'm starting a new one... I have quite a few written, but I'll just do one a day until I have no more! And please, tell me what you think.

Okay Poem of the Day!

Alone No More

I’m cold in a corner.
No one is near.
No one to care.
No one to protect me.
I’m alone, in a world without friends.
I’m in a bland gray sea of nothingness.
I used to be surrounded.
By people who were thought to be friends.
Two are easily angered, but a grudge isn’t for them.
One is jealous, of all the things I have.
One is mad, for the other one, is her best friend.
Two are never around, moved far away from me.
One is around but is gone, never near, never far.
One is everywhere, friends with the above one.
Two are sadly two ex-boyfriend’s I thought were my friends.
My world is empty.
No one to love.
No one to hug.
No one to help me.
No one to comfort me.
I’m alone.
I sit in a corner, alone and cold.
Somehow you seem to see me, out of girls everywhere else.
I look into your eyes, and feel the warmth of your strong gaze.
You come to me, cuddle me, hug me.
You are the one to save me from the cold.
You are someone to help me.
Someone to hug.
Someone to love.
Someone to comfort me.
I’m alone no more.

Okay, well that's it! Please tell what you think!

RonWheezyrox · 11-04-2003, 02:11 AM

Ok, I gots another poem! Please tell me what you think.

Poem of the Day:

Choices

Why must we make these choices?
To love or to die.
To love or to hate.
To love or to just like.
Why is life full of choices?
Waiting for the wrong decision.
To turn life to ruin.
To turn pure truth, to bitter lie.
What would life be like without choices?
Boring and dull.
Always knowing what to say, when to say it.
Never having surprises to make life harder, easier.
No mistakes to learn from, to grow from.
Why can’t we live fully without choices?
There to make life colorful.
There to make life wonderful.
There to make everything seem so beautiful in a chaotic vortex of right and wrong.
Why do we make choices?
To live.
To die.
To love.
To hate.
Choices are apart of us.
No matter what we think.
They will come to you every second, everyday.
Just to taunt you on whether to wear black or white.
Just to haunt you with the closeness and distance of good and evil.
Why are choices so big, so powerful?
Life-changing.
One choice leading to another, in a chain of opposites.
Never knowing where the next one will lead you.
To death.
To life.
To pain.
To relief.
Why must we make choices?
To control our life.
To bind us to the long rope of conflicting sides.
Sides of light.
Sides of dark.
No longer are there sides of gray.
No more fog to dim the paths.
No more easy way out of deciding not to make a choice.
For making the choice to not make another has brought you to much bigger choices.
Choices you never imagined.
Choices that call you to evil.
Choices that call you to good.
These choices shape you, the person you are inside.
Whether your choices lead you down the path of good or evil, you made them.
You got yourself there, whether you want to be or not.
Got yourself into a mess of horrific evil.
Got yourself into a field of flowers without a worry of being harmed.
Got yourself into the world of dark and light, not knowing where you are.
Whether you love your choices or hate them, you choose to do so.
If you don’t love the choices you made, then why did you choose them?
Choose them over the other choices that could have been chosen.
The other choices that could have made your life better or worse.
Choices that could have left you in the rain, alone and cold.
Choices that could have left you in the rays of sun, warm and protected.
Choices that could have ended your life.
Life is full of choices.
Whether we like it or not.
We can’t fight them.
Destroy them.
Hide from them.
For if we hide, they will come back with a much harder choice.
A choice greater than what it started out as.
The choices will take you to your limit.
Take you to the edge of your mind.
Take you to the last standing guard of your heart.
Take you to the last breath of truth to come through your lips.
The choices of life are unknown till they come around.
Choices make changes of where you are today, in your mind and out.
Changes to the person you are, and who you want to be.
Changes to the full extent of living a half-life, cause of a stupid choice you made.
Changes to the way people react to you the way people choose to see you.
These powerful choices that you make, will tell you who you are.
Who you love.
When you’ll die.
When you’ll be done with theses grief causing choices.

Okay, most of them AREN'T that long... lol, ok, so that's it for today!

RonWheezyrox · 11-05-2003, 01:55 AM

Okay, nobody's replying, maybe I'll stop posting, lol, j/k, I know that is what we're NOT supposed to do, so I won't, lol!

Poem of the Day:

Memory

You were the cool kid, the one everybody liked.
You were cute, got good grades.
I liked you, you like me.
The kisses sincere, the I love you’s were sweet.
Till that dreadful day, when my living hell started.
I was at your house, you dad was angry.
Your dad was violent, he hit you hard.
I tried to help, you only fought.
You pulled my hair, I comforted you.
I thought I could help, you got worse.
You pinched me hard, what did I do wrong?
I wanted to help you, you didn’t want help.
You pushed me, you never hit me.
I couldn’t help you, how do I escape?
I can’t go on, who do I tell?
Where’s my sanctuary? Where’s my safety?
I go to church, I recall this event.
I walked to the youth pastor, he understands.
It’s all over now, no more pain.
It’s just a memory.

Okay, that's it, please tell me what you think... :whisle:

RonWheezyrox · 11-05-2003, 11:51 PM

okay, so nobody has replied, oh well! I'll just keep posting anyway

This one is for people who have read the book series Sweep.

Poem of the Day:

The Dark Wave

The darkness comes.
A wave over the unknowing land.
Tearing houses as the wood is paper,
Breaking trees of old like dry twigs,
Destroying fields with an invisible flame,
Eating crops as if thousands of locusts descend for a meal,
Washing people away like a smear on glass,
Ripping away memories like pages from a book,
Taking away all life, leaving nothing but sadness.
A barren land, dark with death.

Okay, no more, lol! Hope to hear from you!

crazymutant2000 · 11-06-2003, 01:47 AM

people seem to like it more when you right harry potter poems, plus I don't think anyone understands your poems. I have some posted so why not check mine out to get an idea.

RonWheezyrox · 11-09-2003, 01:59 AM

Sorry, but I don't write poems about stuff like that. My poems come when I least expect it, when I'm having a good day, a bad day, or a boring day. My poems are me, and that's who I wanna be. lol.

Sorry I haven't posted in like two days, but here three poems to make up for that!

Poems:

Family Truths

What’s true?
About my family, my life?
I used to know my father,
Now he’s new.
I thought I knew my mother,
So much I’m learning.
I was sure I was my grandmother’s grandchild,
But now I’m not.
I thought I loved my family,
I just love them even more.

Never Forgotten Memories

I look back.
I see my past.
My past full of sadness and happiness.
Finding who I am.
Who I’m not.
I look back.
On those memories.
Of pain and relief.
Finding who I love.
Who I hate.
I look back.
And see it’s gone.
Only small things of love and hate bring me back,
To those memories I want to forget.

Arwen’s Love

Why must we part?
You to the east. Me to the west.
Why must our blood be so different?
You dieing, whether by sword or age. Me living.
Why is it we will only meet in dreams?
You when weak. Me when lonely.
Why wasn’t this war stopped before it began?
Your father’s want for power. My father’s want for the end of the destruction.
Why must the war part us?
You to battle. Me to safety.
Why can’t we love?

Okay, well that's it...

11-12-2003, 03:31 AM

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