Here's my newest and favorite:
Behind Your Eyes

Loosing myself in your eyes,
Just the simple thought of them.
I comes to no surprise.
When I think of you...
And I see those beautiful deep sea-green eyes,
My love for you is renewed.
Everything around me dies.
Just when I look into your eyes.
Nothing else matters,
Nothing else is important.
The truth of the latter is,
The deep truth behind your eyes,
Is like bliss.
There's no tears, no fears, no lies.
The sinking feeling I get,
I know this ain't nothin' yet.
Behind your eyes,
I am free.



...Love it.

Interessting!

My usual deep. :D

Anuksut's bunny
looks really funny
It's nose is round
Like that of a hound
And its eyes are really runny

Makes no sense, but I made it up on the spot.

The limerick, peculiar to English,
Is a verse form that's hard to extinguish.
Once Congress in session
Decreed its suppression,
But people got around that by writing the last line with no rhyme or meter.

I rape this thread of what could
Have possibly been a topic of
Meaning. 'Cause my head hurts
And the Dramione Gods above
smile sadistically.

Spammy.

Long live the Chicken,
that I say.
Long live the Chicken,
Hip hip hooray!

Random...

Die chickens die!
They can't even fly!
Chickenben's wrong in the head
But once chickens are dead
It will be the end of those who can't fly.

lol, no offense. It just rhymes
oh ya, are you a vegetarian? have you ever eaten chicken?

I eat dead animals. ;) (I'm an omnivore, can you notice?)
Your poem makes me sad. :(

Sad poems are good. :D

Cold
I never meant to hurt you,
I never meant to be so cold,
It’s just that I’m so used to,
Being alone.
My words are cold,
The world around be dies,
That’s what I’m told,
I’m living a lie.
I didn’t want to hurt you,
I didn’t want to loose you.
I just want you to know I love you, really I do
All I did was abuse you
You’ll forever be in my heart,
But now it’s time we part.

Some...

The memory of loved ones,
never forget,
for they held you on their shoulders,
when you cried and you wept.

They shared your laughter,
and tears of joy
at times scared you,
by being so coy.

Sometimes made you mad,
and then you'd cry,
But they always stood,
firm at your side.

Without their guidance,
how would you fly?
When they move on,
don't be afraid to cry.

Very nice! I like it! I have more but they're at home....

Thanks. I have 15 with me right now.

I often wish,
That I knew what to say,
When you sweep me off me feet,
And steal my heart away.

I wish I could tell you,
What I hold deep inside,
But it's like theres a closet,
In which I choose to hide.

When you are around,
I seem to gain courage,
Your presence sets me free,
From all of my worries.

When you walk past,
My smile seems to show,
The way you make me feel,
If only you could know.

But the year is out,
It has come to an end,
I fear you will never know,
How I felt about you,
my friend.

I just don't like poems that dis chickens. :D

That was beautiful Adele!


What Kept You Here
A dark shadowy figure in the night
Lighting claps and thunder crashes
All I need to give me a good fight.
Without you to protect me,
There’s nothing hiding me from my fate
Why couldn’t I ever get you to see
What it was about you I hate?
Everything about you,
I despise
I know that’s how you feel, too
Behind the smiles and the lies
I know your true feelings and thoughts
And behind everything I hide
Everything you ever forgot
Was me.
I was there, behind the tears and the fears
And you could never see
What it was that kept you here

sorry. I have nothing against chickens. Create a horse bashing one if you want.

Horses, horses,
Simply oversized dogs,
I look at them with such remorse,
They're no better then hogs.



jk, Horses are ok.


Next poem:

Resilent
Death means nothing to me,
You death is no longer dragging me down.
I could never get you to see,
Never a smile always a frown.
I'm over your death now,
You can't hurt me anymore.
I'm resilent to you now,
The thought of you made my heart sore.
But now you can't get to me.
I won't let you.
I'm resilent, don't you see?
It was never just us two.
You put buisness in front of me,
I loved you,
But I don't now.
Did you love me too?
But that doesn't matter now.
I don't care.
I'm resilent to you
You were never there.

Here's a drabble I did in History class yesterday about my (second) favorite black haired psycho, Bella.

Purity:
Crimson red fluid, most
don't usually see it as
frequently as I do. Though
most weak fools repulse
at the sight of it. Blood is
life. When you see
it pouring out of those dirty,
smile, for they are redeemed.

When muggles and similar
creatures scream, they release
the agony they deserve. Pity
is unnecessary for them. It's
only a shout, but for their case,
it's the sound of pure sweetness.
Almost like music, really.

Eyes wide, bodies paralyzed.
Lips trembling, they await
their fate. I allow myself
to laugh a little. Taking lives
is so easy. It's just a want,
and incantation, and the
wondrous waves of their
deserved death.

Some say it's unnatural, wrong,
immoral, evil, or psychotic to do
what I do. Those ignorant,
arrogant, distorted with the
propoganda others have taught
them are traitors. I will
have my revenge when the
time is right. Oh, the freedom
of not being constrained by rules
of the Ministry and society. I feel
so alive where I stand.

A moment here and a
moment gone for all who
don't take a stand in what
they ought to. Rise, don't
fret, and learn the forsaken
principle, purity.

Ooh I like the last stanza best. It's reminiscent of Ted Hughes, a guy I studied.

Interesting.

My friend... name unmentioned.. Wrote a poem about Gladstone, It is so funny, but dirty.