Re: Bitter by Ranger |
31-Jan-07/8:36 AM |
all the ghosts...
all the ghosts...
made my vote
your mind is happy
butI'm telling you
you should learn to let it go
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Re: The exile returns by wFraser Allonby Q.C.w |
25-Feb-07/4:36 AM |
ur poems are adventures in the world of shit
all condoms that you used in this wasteland
it's no more uselful like ur cyber-shit
that make u think that u are the most talented
so slowly open your eyes to the entwined world
that contains no more shit
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Re: Firestorm by Dovina |
25-Feb-07/8:16 AM |
Iâm far away from the claws of the dark city
Iâm heading to the firestorm
And the summer wind tries to creep beside me
Iâm going slowly against the sitting sun
My eyes will be the flame of a candle
The Candle burn at both ends
Iâm pursuing the best ends
By my beginning knows my end
However Iâm crossing the horizons of Mysterious silence
Itâs more like outlook of my life
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Re: looking for by Phalkon |
25-Feb-07/9:51 AM |
before my pen pin down what's in my head
I had stared at darkness
it holds all paths for the peace
it carry me away from the cybernetic world
to the timeless place
as i'm looking for the point on the pointless ocean
i could be placeless evermore
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regarding some deleted poem... |
6-Mar-07/11:40 AM |
I hate abomination
For taking an action
To have sex
With the fatal attraction
Made the son of sins
Being the Holy Father
Above land of crosses
And for the sexual obsessions
Iâll carry the cross on my shoulder
For son and father
Fucking each other
For the holy ghost
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regarding some deleted poem... |
6-Mar-07/11:40 AM |
I hate abomination
For taking an action
To have sex
With the fatal attraction
Made the son of sins
Being the Holy Father
Above land of crosses
And for the sexual obsessions
Iâll carry the cross on my shoulder
For son and father
Fucking each other
For the holy ghost
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regarding some deleted poem... |
22-Mar-07/8:01 AM |
" u dont know what u are talking about do u ? "
everyone is a good storyteller ..what's big deal ? fellow
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regarding some deleted poem... |
26-Mar-07/10:15 AM |
Thatâs the way it is
We are on the mission
To achieve what we shoud achieve
For achieving we want to do anything
Like that
Happiness is that
we do whatever it takes
To achieve something at the end
Even we dont know it works or not
Afterwards we are still
where we stay
and we die
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Re: it's the different kind of a poem by Prince of Void |
31-Mar-07/11:31 AM |
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Re: it's the different kind of a poem by Prince of Void |
2-Apr-07/10:17 AM |
portray
happiness
words
allegory
worlds
a new dawn
our minds
oceans
inside
emptiness and nothingness
all memories
behind
the breeze
a brave new world
dot.cybernetic wasteland
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regarding some deleted poem... |
3-Apr-07/9:16 AM |
Tasting flavorless..
,being hopelessly in love.
my dying bride
numbness in the pathless heart
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regarding some deleted poem... |
3-Apr-07/9:24 AM |
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Re: Monsters by MacFrantic |
3-Apr-07/9:31 AM |
monsters ..it's a good choice of title
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Re: Monsters by MacFrantic |
3-Apr-07/9:34 AM |
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Re: We⦠by Prince of Void |
8-Apr-07/11:01 AM |
I found myself alone in skies
Where the insanity blinds eyes
When I am a king of misjudgments
There is nowhere to hide my jealousy
Iâm drowning in doubts of âwhysâ
As Iâm lost within frustrations
Iâm dying from this agony
To stage of the powerful play
The playâs a tragedy of dreams
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Re: you've returned i'm glad by richa |
9-Apr-07/9:54 AM |
The poemâs been written by you
It is full of happiness in the sweet misery of past but the melody of music altered your life
As your life lingers on but you are still wondering about the season that enchanted you for years
Years had faced you harsh and now itâs time to let it go and think that the reasons of those happenings
Will be lost in the moment that you found something invaluable that he or she never understand...So if they fall...Nothing happen you no longer need his or her distraction.
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Re: 1982 County Stadium by jessicazee |
27-Apr-07/5:21 AM |
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Re: Altitude by half.italian |
1-May-07/1:59 PM |
Poems are made by us
One of us shall see
What we paint
Upon the blank page
That depicts what shall be unseen
In the heart of meanings
When the heart is pathless
When no poem shall go uncommented
Where poems and oceans cross each other
In the horizon of poets' dreams
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Re: the play is a tragedy of dreams by Prince of Void |
14-Jun-07/12:42 PM |
the void filled my empty space's commet
do i really deserve such zero in this zero effected life ...i dont deserve it ...
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Re: leaves of clover by lmp |
14-Jun-07/12:49 PM |
thx for ur comments on my poems
ur poems lies in the bed of subconsciousness
so this green fields of ur dreams have drowned emotions
and waken up the soul to find the mirror of the existence
it really helps me if u add comments on my poems
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