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Post by Steph on Apr 3, 2010 16:24:36 GMT -5
I think I like the poetry better than the raps, I like the elusiveness and the critical thinking that is needed to understand the jest of the poems, of course rapping is just easy for me cough
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Post by Rev on Apr 3, 2010 16:38:52 GMT -5
Lol well i take time with my poetry, to make it seem confusing, or hard to understand, i don't want them to be too easy.
my raps is more of my gangsta side lol i write them in 5 minutes. poems arent just rhymes.. rhyming is much easier.
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Post by Finz on Apr 3, 2010 16:40:36 GMT -5
When darkness falls, like a blanket on a bed will there be time to kiss farewell A memory might stay or do you regret will there be light for us to shine Can this continue or is there 'nough said when darkness falls it is now near All i have is you inside my head
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Post by Rev on Apr 3, 2010 16:42:46 GMT -5
finz' poems are nice too... short yet bright
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Post by Finz on Apr 3, 2010 16:47:44 GMT -5
its not my first language, its hard to use the words correct in such a short time.
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Post by Ñc-Sï×Whëélz on Apr 4, 2010 13:46:13 GMT -5
Hmm it's not my poem but I want you guys to check it out. It's called The Charge Of The Light Brigade, you might of heard it on the movie the blindside. I'd post a link but I'm on my iPod right now and it's hard lol. The Charge Of The Light Brigade by Alfred, Lord Tennyson. And Now here's my poetry Why do we throw up our arms in defeat? How do we recover from all that we have seen? We fight for people who show no interest. Yet these people couldn't live without us. Sacrifice, death, slaughter, horror. Brothers fall beside us. No one can guide us. We walk through the pits of hell and for what? Freedom? Glory? Liberty? Honor? We return home to parades and waving flags But what they can't see is we are sad. Something inside of us is dead. All we see behind us is dread. Our souls were lost on the battlefield In the desert sand, on the beaches of death So many have died for you, stuck forever at 20, Giving you their last breath. They ask for nothing Just that you remember what they have done for you. Remember their love Honor their blood And never forget. Yeah I know it's not to good but hey I tried
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Post by Steph on Apr 4, 2010 22:45:06 GMT -5
That is an awesome poem and an awesome movie, i loved it!
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Post by Finz on Apr 5, 2010 5:21:57 GMT -5
Easter, the day that means a lot to men It will be known forever for him alone has put it on the map new futures have set upon that day new visions had started from that time Will there ever be such man in universe that can do what had never been done we will never forget has name
Jacob Roggeveen, the discoverer of Easter Island on April 5 1722
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Post by किक प& on Apr 5, 2010 10:43:16 GMT -5
Happy turns into sad after a fatality of a heart broken man. Welcomed to real world he been introduced to something he can't control with his hands.
A question of deadly preparations the other asked if he was ready. Yes he was rock steady the other said your victim of a tragic infidelity.
The mans mentally stability turned into a deaf melody his first tear ever came out of his eyes not wanting to believe, he said it was a lie.
Once life was full of oceans that all become frozen. He felt he was stolen heart closed swollen.
He entered a enclosed location looking for somewhere to contain him. He opened up his windows to be friends with the pollution.
And his air was getting thin he tried to get out but locked himself in becoming more diminished, he fell asleep finding out words cut just as deep.
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Post by Rev on Apr 7, 2010 3:03:44 GMT -5
I saw a dream that can't be real It takes me to my mind Now look inside this evil dream of mine
I left you dying in the rain Now you feel my fucking pain You know I am insane But in the end it's all the same
In this dream i am only real Take my hand and fly with me again tonight Far away in the shining moonlight
We are forever and together we will die Now you are dead and gone I won't cry no more for you I don't know why I'm going on Now I am turning back for you you are dead, it's all so true
After all this dream was real now it's only pain I feel
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Post by Finz on Apr 7, 2010 4:09:16 GMT -5
I think you are coocoo
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Post by Steph on Apr 7, 2010 21:50:21 GMT -5
wow game and rev, these were really goood
Now an Ode to Finzollo
CooCoo u say? crazy beyond belief Whispers floating in the air Around your head Filling you with dread Come closer dear I will protect thee From thyself
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Post by Decimato on Apr 8, 2010 9:24:59 GMT -5
I've been thinking of writing a poem, idk....but I can't do the short stuff, it'd have to be like one of those sagas
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Post by Rev on Apr 8, 2010 17:02:47 GMT -5
The silent moment right before the Dusk fades away I open my eyes but the darkness stays Nightfrost covers the brittle flowers Around you I realize that what I dreamt is true
Beauty beyond words My dearest one Her light burns my eyes She is all mine
By these frosty waters I rest by Your side I hold you in my arms for the last Time If only I could tell you how I need Your love If only you had seen what I kept in My heart
Now it's the time of grieving Reign of sorrow in my heart All i have ever wanted Is today forever gone Bitter is the nightly silence Bitter till the end of time The sky grown ever darker Through now she''ll always be mine
I hold you on my arms so tight I kiss your frozen lips for this last Time For the first time
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Post by Finz on Apr 9, 2010 1:59:42 GMT -5
It is time to go, time to say goodbye I will pack my things and turn you my back Close the door for a final time Tears roll over your cheecks, dont look back what future awaits me, you, us will we manage to survive?
Well im off for a holiday, back at tuesday
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Post by Steph on Apr 9, 2010 22:33:36 GMT -5
That was like Titanic rev 0.0 Loved it nice finzy
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Post by Shippo on Apr 9, 2010 22:35:57 GMT -5
Darkness has consumed my soul I'm a slave to the demons in control I have no where to run Nothing can be undone. I'm trapped in the shadows of life Bound by the restrictions placed before me I feel like the answer is sometimes a gun or a knife I'm too blinded by fate to see... Family and friends dont care I could die tomarrow and not one tear would be shed My fate is in despair I will soon be dead and no one will care. What I see is fake I ache and I hear laughs I cant go on, my soul is in half I will cry and try to make peace but I know I will forever stay Til the day I finally fade.
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Post by RÊÐ×)ÑÇ(×ßÔY on Apr 10, 2010 0:10:53 GMT -5
I see her and my heart skips a beat what a rush like race cars on the street we begin talking how could this be I don't know what she see's in me time goes on and we're still together and each day that pass are love gets better but one day she don't walk though the door a guy robbed and killed her because he was poor I don't understand why people live a life of crime because he not only took her life but he also took mine...
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Post by Rev on Apr 23, 2010 1:04:04 GMT -5
War on our hands, war on our minds Beat on the drums, beaten our hopes Nothing is left, nothing is gained Angry at one, angry at all
World in agony, World in pain World in anger, World insane
The error of man, the error of faith Shaping tomorrow, destroying today Nothing ahead, nothing to be Anger is one, anger is all
Cursing ourselves, causing our death Abusing the earth, it's coming apart Can we undo, what we have done Before we undo, what we become
The earth is bitter The earth is black What have we done There's no going back
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Post by Finz on Apr 23, 2010 4:02:15 GMT -5
good one
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Post by Steph on Apr 24, 2010 21:31:29 GMT -5
jeeze, redboys was sad and rev well gloomy
and finzy's titled, "good one" was just too damn short
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Post by Finz on Apr 26, 2010 4:58:20 GMT -5
i have writersblock,
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Post by किक प& on Apr 26, 2010 21:06:35 GMT -5
Snow fall Snow fall
Our hands are cold typical miracles unfold and now children can talk to snowmen.
Put away Put away.. Lemon Ice cream melting in your mouth dripping on your clothes your alone.
Swollen head to toe you think to yourself. Damage distinguish nore manage skins surface caught fire, and I'm no fighter I play with lighters.
Happily ever after room filled with laughter with the snow-man fading into your memories singing different melody's.. in the softest tone.
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Post by Finz on Apr 27, 2010 8:43:03 GMT -5
nice 1, i guess, dont really get the message yet
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Post by Steph on Apr 28, 2010 22:10:13 GMT -5
I loved that one, cold to warm
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