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Posted: Thu Aug 17, 2006 10:19 am
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the days are getting shorter, and soon the nights will be longer than they are, a reminder of the inevitability of mortality, and all the workings out of the second law of thermodynamics.
so here is a poem in honor of the equinox.
Sonnet on the Autumnal Equinox
The snows of yesteryear have gone away, They linger only in our memory: Vast frozen fields of white that turn to grey, No living thing for miles around to see. We gladly wait for spring, summer and fall, The day-bright times when living takes full sway... But winter comes and darkness takes us all, And chill night must consume each futile day.
We dare not look ahead, no prophets we; Preferring present joys, come then what may. Ignore the shadows casting forth their pall. We vainly claim our time to live it free: "These sunlit hours suffice" we bravely say. But winter comes and darkness takes us all.
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Posted: Mon Oct 30, 2006 2:02 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 11:18 am
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holy crap, you are so much better than me!!!!! give me tips!!!
Foolish heart
I love you, how can I not? there is not a second of my time wasted on thinking about you, you are the only one I think about, you are the only one I care about. All I hope for is for you to return my feelings, but who am I trying to kid? you will never look my way, much less return my love, my heart and brain say yes, but deep down I can hear them say no, it hurts, but it’s the truth, you don’t even know I exist, I’m just another person around you, no one special. I shouldn’t play these games with my mind anymore, it just brings more pain, everyday I have to wake up to the truth, yet I ignore it, and I keep loving you. I can’t help it, you are my everything, and I can’t live without you. so please, let these game go on, let me believe you love me back, I know you don’t, but I don’t care, I can take the pain for you, because I love you, and I’ll never stop. I’ll go on loving you, with this foolish heart of mine.
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Posted: Sat Nov 11, 2006 3:06 am
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Heres mine. Its a winter one also.
The sound of whisper in a cold sudden mist, The droplets that only cause pain, A fear that sends only madness, A fear that only brings shame, Kills trees and leaves, Keeps most animals asleep, A shadow with the colour grey, Her frosty dark brown hair, Hits her face, Stinging cold, She lays on the ice, Tears drop, A picture of a cold winter day...
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Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2006 12:44 pm
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opaque rain i know this sounds kinda evil but it wrote itself, any thoughts on it? fire to fire, frim here down to hell, the rain stopped a'pourin', where the angels dwell, thunder and lightning, and fire as well, we are all damned to a life in hell. i dont know why i wrote it, usually my poems are just sad and depressing, not like whatever this is this poem is the s**t and no it does not sound evil....when poems come from somewhere and they kinda write themselves it makes them better in a way....well at least that is what I think.... sweatdrop
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Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2006 12:53 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 8:25 pm
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