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who she was...
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Thank you ladies! hope each one of you is doing well today!
lol... didn't meant to make you cry lurch. 
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I love you (Girls are yeast)
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I especially liked this part of the poem :Some people, let love come and go... and that isn't, how love should grow. That isn't the way that I was raised at least... Actually, I wasn't raised that way but it does make sense. 
Lol... thanks RainbowTrout, for having something positive to say! 
we're all raised differently. 
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who she was...
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She looked at me...
with eyes that showed me she didn't care, anymore... That the world had gone and pushed her down... she couldn't climb back up, so was so sore... and it made me cry the way she held her self inside. I couldn't really take it. She wasn't going to make it. I could tell her love, had long ago. just die. She touched me in the way, that a friend touches someone that they know... But I had only finally met her, just a short, breath ago. She gave me a little smile... that only lasted, for awhile, she was tired, and she needed to be alone. My heart was surely breaking, with the pain she was gently shaking, and this old hearts, surely, not made of stone. So I gently held her hand, and I helped to make her stand... I carried her softly over to the bed, she gave me a sweet smile... said it will only be awhile, and I can only wish lord, you were taking me, instead. By the time the years passed by, she no longer needed to cry... she finally found someone, who loved her, just because, and I only right this poem, cause I'm sitting home alone, and I want the world to know, just who she was... With Equescent thoughts... FroznChild 
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The Letter
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I touched the pain that had your name,
written across the seal, of a tear stained letter... I almost opened it up right away... but just for a moment, I thought better. What tears this envelope holds inside, I don't think I'm ready to cry... I know it as I break the glue... our loves about to die. I don't even have to unfold the creases, that you made as you tucked it away with care... I can already read the words, but they seem so empty... the words are here, but you're not there. This letters empty. it doesn't matter what it will say... it all amounts to the same dang thing... You're taking our love away. So I won't do it... I won't open that seal... Break the news the hard way... Make the ending real. It will just sit on the shelf, where you left it there that day. I keep thinking that maybe you'll come back home... and throw that letter away. With Equescent thoughts... FroznChild
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The Years
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well, I do butter door hinges here and there...
try to do my little part, play my little tune.
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∞- Poetry By Request -∞
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Ok, here's a challenge for Den he said I could make public...
(of course, anyone is welcome to write about the topic) all are welcome to try, lol, please! Den, I challenge you to: The Elephant who couldn't afford Peanuts! any format's fine... but I like rhyming poems. lol. |
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∞- Poetry By Request -∞
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Lol... which ones which?
 
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One Sided Love
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Lol... well shucks everybody... just a little poem I wrote.
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I Ran Scared
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well thank you LaMom... Jsh makes a pretty good home.
Lurches sister, I'm glad I could make you laugh!
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Topic:
The Years
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I've been feeling much better as of late...
they say you can't keep a good dog down. 
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Topic:
The Years
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loved that Thanks Mass, kick of you to say as much. Helps to make my day! Pleasure to meet you, of course. |
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The Years
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Lol... you two, how's it going? Thanks for posting a reply on the ol threadsky...
You know it's good to see you both! |
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One Sided Love
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For Lurches Sister...
If you would like to see this poem, and other poems like it, Visit the Poetry Request Thread... and make a request! Lots of great Poets! One Sided Love One sided love isn't very nice, It's like playing a game with a one-sided dice, or only having stickers on one side of the rubik's cube... sorta like watching T.V. without the T.V. tube. One sided love is like a one sided mirror, that you can't see clear, It's like one sided toilet paper, that on the other side it'll smear, sorta like a picture frame, that only has one edge, a child's toy that they piece won't fit, cause you only have a one sided wedge. One sided love... well, it's like only using one hand... only using one leg when you get up and stand, it makes no more sense then a one sided glove... pshh... One sided love. you can keep it No better then stepping in a pile of one sided dog ****. With Equescent thoughts... FroznChild |
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∞- Poetry By Request -∞
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One sided love isn't very nice,
It's like playing a game with a one-sided dice, or only having stickers on one side of the rubik's cube... sorta like watching T.V. without the T.V. tube. One sided love is like a one sided mirror, that you can't see clear, It's like one sided toilet paper, that on the other side it'll smear, sorta like a picture frame, that only has one edge, a child's toy that they piece won't fit, cause you only have a one sided wedge. One sided love... well, it's like only using one hand...
only using one leg when you get up and stand, it makes no more sense then a one sided glove... pshh... One sided love. you can keep it No better then stepping in a pile of one sided dog ****. With Equescent thoughts... FroznChild
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Topic:
The Years
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Shadow black curtains, from dust and age, swing back and forth across the old bay window...
It reminds me that the years have passed by, and I hear myself sigh, as it makes me ask, where did they go? Were they spent in a way that makes me proud, in a way that makes me want to tell my stories when I'm old? Will I tell them with a voice, that's barely a whisper, or in a voice, that's strong, and loud, and bold? An old friendly wind drifts by now again, it carries the perfume of those who have passed, It reminds me that those who I've loved in my life, their years also drifted by pretty fast. Were they spent in a way that makes me remember, who they were, who they are... who they wanted to be? Will I remember them as a stranger, closed off to the world, or people who were wild, and radiant... and free? Pictures that curl at their delicate edges... smeared with fingerprints and time, by the years that they've felt Make the world fly by like a book with no pages, as in a single image, the memory was dealt. Was it a picture that shows what they wanted? or does it show something, just a little bit more... After all, haven't the years that have passed, been wasted, If you can't see more then what you're looking for? The pillow feels soft as it cools my old cheek, and I can really feel the years as I step off to sleep, And my mind drifts off to dreaming, about what years I should keep, Will they be the ones that that remind me of times, that made me who I am to me? Or will it be of life ahead, and the way I think it should be? Will you tell them to your children, so they'll have those same years too? The best of dreams take all your years... Be careful what you do... With Equescent thoughts... FroznChild
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∞- Poetry By Request -∞
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lmao.. um.. noey...
Wench. But you always call me Frozen, when it's Frozn... ha ha.
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Topic:
I Ran Scared
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Lol... that's sorta an odd message to leave right before, have a blessed day. ha ha.
Thank you so much beauty, it's always nice to see you, and your comments are so wonderful. (all of them) Thank you again. |
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Topic:
I Ran Scared
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I was walking down, through the woods,
to meet my girlfriend Deb, When Suddenly, out of the blue, I walked thru a spider web, And while trying to scrap it off of me, I quickly did then spy, a viscious little black widow, trying to suck my eye... and I ran scared, and I ran scared... beggin to be spared. So now I was running down through the woods, as crazy as could be... If anyone had seen me tearing by, they'de think I found a bee... And I couldn't stand still, thinking that spider was coming after me, I was Running scared... I was Running scared. It's teeth had flared! I couldn't rip it off my face, I coudn't touch it with my hand, and if you've ever had a spider running all over the place, I bet you understand... The situation was totally worse, then anything I ever dreamed! I stopped for a second to figure it out, We looked at each other and Screamed, We were running scared... We were running scared... Our sense impaired. To my demise, I realised, I couldn't see it anymore... It must have went into my hair, what horrors lye in store! I burst into Debbies house, like a lion in it's lair, Looking like i was trying to put out, a fire in my hair, She was running scared... She was running scared... Her Nostrils Flared! Then I was running back thru the woods one day, Debbie chasing after me, And trust me sir, I was running fast, I was as quick as I could be, When I came to a clearing I stopped real quick, to look on back at Deb, She was coming at me as Pissed as hell, She'd ran thru a spider web, And I ran scared, I was running scared, Beggin to be spared! With Equescent thoughts... FroznChild
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Topic:
∞- Poetry By Request -∞
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Definitely a different "direction" frozen, nicely done
Well thank you Wenchy... lol... or maybe, it's, Rio? I still don't know. |
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Topic:
Somebodies divorce issues.
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When I call her on the phone...
leave me alone... I don't want to be disturbed, with the dial tone. I could punch in the numbers, but the voice I hear is not hers, I've gotta find a heart, made out of stone. When I see her in my dreams, she's smiling it seems... although she hasn't smiled at me for awhile. All she really does, it sit around and cuss, cause I won't sign the papers that she'll file. When I think of her at all, my spirit starts to fall, it seems that I just can't do anything right... But that's the way she wants it to be, at least, it seems that way to me, But I often think this way, upon a lonely night. With Equescent thoughts... FroznChild
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