| User | Renada | | Topic | First Thought | | Message | Okay, think of a word any word, the first that comes to your mind use it. Next, write a short little ditty about it. Use description and short tale. Nothing long, just something you can whip out in a few short moments. Luck!!
Mine: Gold
Shimmering light
Greedy desire
The innocence goes away
Simple needs fade
Attractive colors take their hold
Stealing untainted snow
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| User | Draumrkopa | 2007-12-29 | | | Subject | Before | | Message | Sleep
Will Not come
I grin
And stare at the ceiling
I sit
Alone
And think
About the wonders of the world
Do they think of me
In the blink of an eye
Changes come and go
I wonder
What I am doing
What for
And find no answers
Within myself |
| User | ParanoidParadox | 2007-06-28 | | | Subject | Sleep | | Message | As I sit within my closed up room
thinking all my thoughts so deep
My mind goes crazy late at night
But I’d rather be asleep |
| User | moonlitsky | 2007-06-11 | | | Subject | yearn | | Message | what is this longing i feel inside
to hear you speak
or read what you type?
what can i do to make it evaporate
in a million tiny drops
airbone to someone else’s plate
how i bear it anymore
if it stubbornly stays
can i leave it out the door
i dont want to long that’s for sure
so go way and come back nevermore
<something i wrote in 2 minutes! hee hee :)>
kat |
| User | Lightbringer | 2007-05-06 | | | Subject | tango | | Message | I put on the music
She says "move your hips"
I say "my legs are too long"
She says "Use your lips"
I say "My will is too strong"
She says "but she’s not home"
I say "home is where your heart is"
She says "but we’re alone"
I say "we cannot start this"
I turn off the music and open the door |
| User | Azuire | 2007-04-28 | | | Subject | floating | | Message | did I drift, away to the morning dew
with the falling rain upon my shoulders.
with rivers pouring from leaves and
ethereal flowers never opening.
it glimpsed so brightly on the frozen moon
which I may mention, had nothing to do with cheese.
yet,
I drifted away, as my ship sailed on. |
| User | RyukiTZR | 2007-04-23 | | | Subject | Empty Inside | | Message | The sedative
Tranquillised state mind
Void, yet white, unmoving.
Empty Inside. |
| User | darkwiccan14 | 2007-03-02 | | | Subject | ~*RaNdOmNeSs*~ | | Message | Random thoughts
here and there
Random thoughts
everywhere!
Look around
here we go
Slowly slowly into the cold.
Random randomness
makes no sense
it doesnt have to
so i’ll end this short poem
by saying that guy over there yonder
name is trent. |
| User | itsjustme22 | 2007-01-06 | | | Subject | Daydreaming | | Message | ~subconscious~
blank expressions
no reactions
no responses
the kind of creepy-
sleep-with-your-eyes-open
technique.
~ponder~
aspirations,
wonders and "what if’s?"
thoughts fatal or healthy
the kind of ignore-
everyone-thats-talking
stare.
~dwell~
daydreaming: a.k.a.
brain freeze,
brain fart,
brain malfunction;
it’s an art.
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| User | bettybabe13 | 2006-12-29 | | | Subject | baby | | Message | babies come
babies go
they’re cute
they’re small
they can be a pain
yet you love them with all your heart
then they row old
and lose their o’so cuteness |
| User | Mr_Eff | 2006-12-01 | | | Subject | Creep | | Message | Darkness envelopes me
It’s my friend, and accomplice
I lurk behind corners
A need, in order to accomplish
Deep down you like it
Of that I’m quite certain
If you didn’t want me peering through your windows
Why don’t you close the curtains?
This isn’t for me
I do it all for you
Creep the word I use
Because it’s what I am, and what I do. |
| User | Kasper187 | 2006-11-30 | | | Subject | sorrows Pen name | | Message | Sorrow is my pen name
Which takes this dark life away
Showing me the only way to feel
Taken aback by this pain that is all too real
Sorrow is my pen name
Because this pain bleeds from me
Like the fall of the rain
And the hope that evades me
Sorrow is my pen name
Because this pain is all I feel
Hear my words and feel the strain
On my heart that is all too real... |
| User | Tae-Anna | 2005-12-30 | | | Subject | Stories | | Message | To read and live inside the stories,
To nourish and understand,
The words on the pages contain so much more life than most can comprehend,
The tales people can spin,
Some can last for all eternity,
The books on my shelves grow aplenty,
No story can truly ever end. |
| User | whendt | 2005-08-20 | | | Subject | amber | | Message | Golden brown
full of bugs
the jule of kings
long ago
trees bleeding sap
Dinosaur |
| User | Oli | 2005-08-11 | | | Subject | Pen | | Message | Pour out your feelings
pour out your soul
let your every thought
be for all to see
let them flow like ink
through a pen
waiting for your words
let it speak for you
let it be your mouth
flowing out like a song
for all to listen
for all to hear
let it speak
--Oli |
| User | Inducted_Kitty | 2005-08-10 | | | Subject | Angels | | Message | HEY! Can you not hear me shout?
Can you not see me here?
Can you not feel my doubt?
I am speaking to you!
Are you listening to me?
What, exactly do I have to do?
My angels are absent
Ignoring my pleas
My useless tears are all spent.
Why don’t you answer me?
Don’t you care that I grieve?
I guess angels in heaven
Just wish to be free...
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| User | Inducted_Kitty | 2005-08-10 | | | Subject | Angels | | Message | HEY! Can you not hear me shout?
Can you not see me here?
Can you not feel my doubt?
I am speaking to you!
Are you listening to me?
What, exactly do I have to do?
My angels are absent
Ignoring my pleas
My useless tears are all spent.
Why don’t you answer me?
Don’t you care that I grieve?
I guess angels in heaven
Just wish to be free...
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| User | pj5 | 2005-08-08 | | | Subject | Pepsi | | Message |
Pepsi is what I say,
no alcohol no booze.
Pepsi is what I crave,
if I don’t get pepsi I rave.
Pepsi is a cool drink,
perfect on hot days I think.
Pepsi will always be the drink for me,
even if the doctors say it ruins my kidneys.
Where did I put my pepsi at?
OH MY drinking my pepsi is the cat!
by pj5
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| User | Trufflepiggy | 2005-08-04 | | | Subject | Hay | | Message | Fragile, fragile, but not a string
Bend it, break it, simple thing
Golden yellow, but not quite
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| User | Raivn | 2005-07-22 | | | Subject | Intimacy | | Message | The feel of his skin upon mine is all I ever think about
And sometimes I get carried away with immortalizing his essence
My words are an extension of my body
And I am speechless in his presence
His hands caress the college-ruled pages
On which I have poured out the details of our last "encounter"
It’s like he’s touching every part of me
While I mindlessly surrender
I’m lost
And he’s making love to me
He’s devouring my soul with his eyes
This is my intimacy. |
| User | fiery_eyes | 2005-07-15 | | | Subject | ice cream | | Message | cold, yet undeniablly good
tempting...i must not
each drop sending a sensational
chill down my back
too bad the good kind is unhealthy |
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