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Warm & Fuzzy · 12-02-2004, 12:30 AM

So, I decided to write a poem tonight 'cause I didn't want to study for tomorrow's govt test. LOL. This took me only an hour and I haven't written a poem since forever, so please don't beat me over if it isn't any good! It's supposed to be about my ED (eating disorder), but I didn't want to make it apparent that it's about my ED, so I didn't mention food or anything, LOL. Please tell me what you think. Your opinions matter to me.

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CHANGE
12/01/04

Every time I look upon the winter's sky,
I find it the same as it was in July.
Oh how I wish things could be as predictable all the time,
like the music of carols and sleigh bell chimes.

But I know this is unrealistic,
for life itself is far from simplistic.
One thing I know for sure, though, is that things change.
Give it a second, and your whole life could be rearranged!

Yesteryear I was a mere child.
I carried out my duties, beholden with smiles.
But during the morning hours of last June,
I started to think of myself as a buffon.

From that day on, I vowed for a better me.
I was going to change myself, no matter the fee.
For a moment I thought I had everything under control,
but soon after, I realized that I had lost my body and soul.

As I whithered away,
I suffered in misery day after day.
I disregarded my friends and sought isolation.
I pushed them away as I gave into temptations.

I've longed kept things confidential, making matters worse.
Tell me! What have I done to deserve such a curse?
I can't imagine how many gallons of tears I've shed,
but I can almost guarantee that it's enough to bury the dead.

So now I speak in December,
with no more hope to glow than chimney embers.
Yet I await for a miracle as the clock strikes midnight.
Indeed, I still have a chance to set things right.

I'm determined to reverse all the damage I've done,
for I have ran for too long, and have no other place to run.
I will make things predictable, like the winter's sky, and the music of carols and sleigh bell chimes,
because I know for sure things change with time.

crystals · 12-02-2004, 02:37 AM

Nice poem. It's nice to see I'm not the only one on the chit chat boards being creative. I'm the only one posting on the song writerz topic. It's getting lonely on that topic because I'm the only one posting songs.

I wrote a poem a little while ago . It's called God and kind of has the idea that God can be within all of us.

God

God is love
God is hope
God is peace
God is joy
God is compassion
God is wisdom
God is honesty
God is courage
God is truth

Kay Scarpetta · 12-02-2004, 08:20 AM

One of many, many poems I have written. It's about a few of my so called good friends who... don't seem to care anymore. I see them everyday, and they just don't bother.

There are so many stories I still want to tell
So many 'I love you's; to the ground, they fell
There are so many tears left uncried
There are so many dreams that were left to die

Yet I wonder what happened, what went wrong
One day it was over... goodbye, so long
No more talks, no more laughter
Just a 'hello', a thought that came after

Life is overwhelming, that part I know
But what I don't understand, is where did you go?
Why do I sit here, linger and cry?
Why did you leave me alone to die?

Chambers · 12-02-2004, 12:29 PM

Here's a 1-minute poem.

I like rhyming.
It’s like flying.
Why one does it is mystifying.
All the unrelated words uniting,
All the mangled parts aligning
In one huge pile of ____.
And this is where the poem dies.
I cannot find that one last rhyme.

THE END

Pirate Jenny · 12-02-2004, 01:23 PM

Quote:

Originally posted by Chambers
Here's a 1-minute poem.

I like rhyming.
It’s like flying.
Why one does it is mystifying.
All the unrelated words uniting,
All the mangled parts aligning
In one huge pile of ____.
And this is where the poem dies.
I cannot find that one last rhyme.

THE END

You're my new hero.

Damn, I wish I hadn't erased the poem I wrote last night.

Warm & Fuzzy · 12-02-2004, 06:23 PM

Quote:

Originally posted by Kay Scarpetta
One of many, many poems I have written. It's about a few of my so called good friends who... don't seem to care anymore. I see them everyday, and they just don't bother.

There are so many stories I still want to tell
So many 'I love you's; to the ground, they fell
There are so many tears left uncried
There are so many dreams that were left to die

Yet I wonder what happened, what went wrong
One day it was over... goodbye, so long
No more talks, no more laughter
Just a 'hello', a thought that came after

Life is overwhelming, that part I know
But what I don't understand, is where did you go?
Why do I sit here, linger and cry?
Why did you leave me alone to die?

That's a stupendous poem, Karli. You have an innate ability for poetry, that's for sure. It's so much better than mine LOL.

TheGreatPretender · 12-02-2004, 06:31 PM

Those poems are great you guys.

It just goes to show you that you don't need to be some proffesional writer to create something lovely as long as it comes from your heart. I'll share some of my poems that I made later when I have more time.

Pirate Jenny · 12-02-2004, 06:38 PM

Quote:

Originally posted by TheGreatPretender
It just goes to show you that you don't need to be some proffesional writer to create something lovely as long as it comes from your heart.

that's not true. Remember those "Precious Moments" ceramic figures/illustrations? Those came from the heart, and they were immensely irritating. Some hearts are only capable of producing maudlin tripe.

Chambers · 12-02-2004, 09:17 PM

Quote:

Originally posted by Pirate Jenny
that's not true. Remember those "Precious Moments" ceramic figures/illustrations? Those came from the heart, and they were immensely irritating. Some hearts are only capable of producing maudlin tripe.

Oh so true.

*Pleasant Tomorrow* · 12-02-2004, 09:27 PM

Those are good

consentida · 12-02-2004, 09:34 PM

Here's a poem I wrote the other day. Its pretty bad...

I cant even believe I'm writing this
I cant help what I'm feeling
I'm being ridiculous
I dont even know how you're feeling
I dont know what you think
But all I can think about is being
With you

I watch you like a hawk, you know
I hope you dont mind that I stare
I cant help what I'm feeling
But nothing else can compare
I know you care for me
But the question is, "How much?"
Will I ever know?
I can't tell by your touch

Are you like this with everybody?
Or am I just being stupid?
Am I really a nobody?
I cant tell by the expression on your face
You dont give me any kind of sign
Maybe I need to give you some space

My heart pounds when I see you
I rush there just to catch a glimpse
Of the one that I wake up for
The one that I just cant miss

I honestly cant help what I'm feeling
Please forgive me if I stare
But nothing else is quite as perfect
Nothing else can compare

Hollow · 12-03-2004, 02:02 AM

i'll post some of what i've written. i have a lot more, i haven't written in a while though. and **** rhyming. it takes me long enough to think of one line, i dont want to have to try to end it with a certain sound if i dont feel like it.

what more could you have wanted
i gave you everything
but you decided to move on
and just abandon me

i don't care anymore
i want you gone
just forget about me
and let me go on

i'll post more later cause my brother wants to use the computer cause he is gay and eww i h8 him

12-02-2004, 12:30 AM	#1
Warm & Fuzzy Member Forum Fanatic Join Date: Feb 02, 2001 Posts: 10,254	CHANGE: A Poem So, I decided to write a poem tonight 'cause I didn't want to study for tomorrow's govt test. LOL. This took me only an hour and I haven't written a poem since forever, so please don't beat me over if it isn't any good! It's supposed to be about my ED (eating disorder), but I didn't want to make it apparent that it's about my ED, so I didn't mention food or anything, LOL. Please tell me what you think. Your opinions matter to me. ========================================== CHANGE 12/01/04 Every time I look upon the winter's sky, I find it the same as it was in July. Oh how I wish things could be as predictable all the time, like the music of carols and sleigh bell chimes. But I know this is unrealistic, for life itself is far from simplistic. One thing I know for sure, though, is that things change. Give it a second, and your whole life could be rearranged! Yesteryear I was a mere child. I carried out my duties, beholden with smiles. But during the morning hours of last June, I started to think of myself as a buffon. From that day on, I vowed for a better me. I was going to change myself, no matter the fee. For a moment I thought I had everything under control, but soon after, I realized that I had lost my body and soul. As I whithered away, I suffered in misery day after day. I disregarded my friends and sought isolation. I pushed them away as I gave into temptations. I've longed kept things confidential, making matters worse. Tell me! What have I done to deserve such a curse? I can't imagine how many gallons of tears I've shed, but I can almost guarantee that it's enough to bury the dead. So now I speak in December, with no more hope to glow than chimney embers. Yet I await for a miracle as the clock strikes midnight. Indeed, I still have a chance to set things right. I'm determined to reverse all the damage I've done, for I have ran for too long, and have no other place to run. I will make things predictable, like the winter's sky, and the music of carols and sleigh bell chimes, because I know for sure things change with time.
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12-02-2004, 02:37 AM	#2
crystals Member Senior Member Join Date: Feb 02, 2004 Location: Canada Posts: 1,829	Nice poem. It's nice to see I'm not the only one on the chit chat boards being creative. I'm the only one posting on the song writerz topic. It's getting lonely on that topic because I'm the only one posting songs. I wrote a poem a little while ago . It's called God and kind of has the idea that God can be within all of us. God God is love God is hope God is peace God is joy God is compassion God is wisdom God is honesty God is courage God is truth
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12-02-2004, 08:20 AM	#3
Kay Scarpetta Defy Gravity 8.26.05 Forum Superstar Join Date: Jul 04, 2001 Location: La Vie Boheme Posts: 28,013	One of many, many poems I have written. It's about a few of my so called good friends who... don't seem to care anymore. I see them everyday, and they just don't bother. There are so many stories I still want to tell So many 'I love you's; to the ground, they fell There are so many tears left uncried There are so many dreams that were left to die Yet I wonder what happened, what went wrong One day it was over... goodbye, so long No more talks, no more laughter Just a 'hello', a thought that came after Life is overwhelming, that part I know But what I don't understand, is where did you go? Why do I sit here, linger and cry? Why did you leave me alone to die?
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12-02-2004, 12:29 PM	#4
Chambers The Crane Trinity Forum Veteran Join Date: Apr 27, 2004 Location: Where everybody knows a Crane. Posts: 5,427	Here's a 1-minute poem. I like rhyming. It’s like flying. Why one does it is mystifying. All the unrelated words uniting, All the mangled parts aligning In one huge pile of ____. And this is where the poem dies. I cannot find that one last rhyme. THE END
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12-02-2004, 06:31 PM	#7
TheGreatPretender just because Forum Veteran Join Date: May 22, 2004 Location: Trying to think of a creative, witty location. Posts: 7,628	Those poems are great you guys. It just goes to show you that you don't need to be some proffesional writer to create something lovely as long as it comes from your heart. I'll share some of my poems that I made later when I have more time.
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12-02-2004, 09:27 PM	#10
Pleasant Tomorrow Member Forum Addict Join Date: Feb 19, 2003 Location: New York Posts: 69,525	Those are good
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12-02-2004, 09:34 PM	#11
consentida oh, you pretty things Forum 3000 Club Member Join Date: Jan 21, 2002 Location: New York Posts: 3,841	Here's a poem I wrote the other day. Its pretty bad... I cant even believe I'm writing this I cant help what I'm feeling I'm being ridiculous I dont even know how you're feeling I dont know what you think But all I can think about is being With you I watch you like a hawk, you know I hope you dont mind that I stare I cant help what I'm feeling But nothing else can compare I know you care for me But the question is, "How much?" Will I ever know? I can't tell by your touch Are you like this with everybody? Or am I just being stupid? Am I really a nobody? I cant tell by the expression on your face You dont give me any kind of sign Maybe I need to give you some space My heart pounds when I see you I rush there just to catch a glimpse Of the one that I wake up for The one that I just cant miss I honestly cant help what I'm feeling Please forgive me if I stare But nothing else is quite as perfect Nothing else can compare

12-03-2004, 02:02 AM	#12
Hollow Member Forum Superstar Join Date: Dec 16, 2001 Posts: 30,406	i'll post some of what i've written. i have a lot more, i haven't written in a while though. and **** rhyming. it takes me long enough to think of one line, i dont want to have to try to end it with a certain sound if i dont feel like it. what more could you have wanted i gave you everything but you decided to move on and just abandon me i don't care anymore i want you gone just forget about me and let me go on i'll post more later cause my brother wants to use the computer cause he is gay and eww i h8 him