One more death then Nirvana then death more one more death More death then Nirvana then death more one more death then Death then Nirvana then death more one more death then Nirvana Then Nirvana then death more one more death then Nirvana Nirvana then death more one more death then Nirvana
A picture, poem, thought, and dementor all in one!
Famed for a fault Shamed surely of shaken shafts Blamed by blasphemous boasts Damed dearly with dastardly deeds Smashed souls see in sight Silver slits solely promising Happy, healthy lives After an abrupt Loving life layed into lie Anewstart A newstart A new start Thisis This is This is a new start.
Pandemic as it may seem The night sky still gleams After the team Was rejected and deemed Hopeless
What are lights That go bright In the night Do they fight Wielding kites With only slight Being as they plight Or they bite At all in sight With great spite
Just what are Lights?
I just moved some old work here. I didn't like the name of my previous thread, so I made a new one. Please make suggestions, because I love others' input, unlike most people. If you have works that you'd like to share place them here.
Yeah, you have to type up something small enough so it doesn't go past the dimensions of this text typer, and while doing that you have to press enter, cant let it make a new line or it will look all weird.
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Use my weapon My weapon Go kill Devon With my weapon Learn your lesson Just get it Devon I hope it hurts You can't invert Better be alert Time to spurt You can't convert You lost your chance You won't enhance I am the lance We'll blow out rants Get in your trance You better Devon
We are secret destroyers We are destroying the world We are right under your nose We are there We are believing you'd better look We are crazy We are evil We are sad We are angry We are big We are dark We are people We are all of humanity Welcome to we are child
I'm going to sound like such a b-word... I like the ideas. They're deep and thoughtful. But the poetry itself is just so simple and flat, without any figurative language. Also, I prefer it when you don't rhyme, because it completely ruins the effect of the poem, and it sounds like you're trying too hard.
To be honest, at the beginning of page 5 my poems starting sucking. I'll need some time to write more, but people keep asking why I don't put them on here faster...
To be honest, at the beginning of page 5 my poems starting sucking. I'll need some time to write more, but people keep asking why I don't put them on here faster...
Write at your own pace. It doesn't matter what others say.
Time for a change of heart, and get away from pages 5 to here for a minute...
As cold as the frigid caps of Antarctica Must change, for if I want to glide I must become hot as the sun, Burning away all the lively days Don't worry, I still got time to meet my demise In my coffin of eternal hate I lay, dead by my own abhorrence I can only blame my own Antartical cold And my lack of the sun's breast of happiness
hehehehe...now you must read my poems! And please be as critical as possible. If you could read from beginning to end that would be great, though obviously you don't have to comment on it all.
It is entirely duplicate My viability is solely abolishing all I see Backbiting is akin towards my antecedent Moonstruck subsists as my sip How defied are you?
