May 1, 200323 yr I can so relate with you. Hang in there that's what I do! Holly i wanna a new life with a new me, inside of what i am a new life inside this life, with nothing to remind me of how it is don't wanna look around to see you everywhere round don't wanna wake up without you in my heart don't wanna my heart i can't let you go, because i would go right after you i wanna a new life, somehow the same life, with a different you, and a different me and everyone else where are everyone that i love? long gone inside my life, my old life, so old that i miss and i miss you so don't wanna look around to see you every where round don't wanna wake up without you in my heart DON'T WANNA MY LIFE mean it :|
May 3, 200323 yr Author To Dania :D : Oh chip shop girl Oh little chip shop girl Oh little girl how are you today? Have you removed your head piece to let your hair and wind play? Have you made it to the chip shop yet? Have you gotten your regular booth in the corner to observe the young lads coming in and the old, cobwebby ladies with their pointed noses in the air while tugging in their pets? Are you nibbling on your breaded fish sticks while dipping your chips in ketchup? Are you chugging down your water in your fancy pancy plastic cup? Are you pretending not to see that green-eyed cutie up at the bar looking back at you? Are you afraid that your cheeks will turn into blossoming cherries or instead fear stepping in turning them into lillies and your lips blue? Why are you feeling hot and flustered as Mr. Green Eyes approaches? Are you thinking about future walks on the beach and late midnight smooches? Why are you starting to stuff your things in your bag as he draws near? Are you worried that he would easily woo you and whisper sweet sayings in your ear? Why did your heart skip a beat when he stopped in front of you? Why did your voice cling to the tip of yourt tongue when he asked, 'How do you do?" Why is there sweat congregating at the outline of your upper lip? Is it because as he sat down to join you..his hand brushed by your hip? Why is there a smile chisled across your face and you walking in a daze? Is it because of the warmth of that kiss he graced your cheeks with that will linger there for days? Are you now fulfilled and ridiculously happy..oh little chip shop girl?
May 3, 200323 yr I thought I had something to write, but I blanked, sorry. Instead I got an idea, how about we all write a poem together. I write a line and them someone else continues. I could make it a new thread or just start it here. What do you guys think?
May 3, 200323 yr To Dania :D : Oh chip shop girl Oh little chip shop girl Oh little girl how are you today? Have you removed your head piece to let your hair and wind play? Have you made it to the chip shop yet? Have you gotten your regular booth in the corner to observe the young lads coming in and the old, cobwebby ladies with their pointed noses in the air while tugging in their pets? Are you nibbling on your breaded fish sticks while dipping your chips in ketchup? Are you chugging down your water in your fancy pancy plastic cup? Are you pretending not to see that green-eyed cutie up at the bar looking back at you? Are you afraid that your cheeks will turn into blossoming cherries or instead fear stepping in turning them into lillies and your lips blue? Why are you feeling hot and flustered as Mr. Green Eyes approaches? Are you thinking about future walks on the beach and late midnight smooches? Why are you starting to stuff your things in your bag as he draws near? Are you worried that he would easily woo you and whisper sweet sayings in your ear? Why did your heart skip a beat when he stopped in front of you? Why did your voice cling to the tip of yourt tongue when he asked, 'How do you do?" Why is there sweat congregating at the outline of your upper lip? Is it because as he sat down to join you..his hand brushed by your hip? Why is there a smile chisled across your face and you walking in a daze? Is it because of the warmth of that kiss he graced your cheeks with that will linger there for days? Are you now fulfilled and ridiculously happy..oh little chip shop girl? thank u so much u made my week ( faints)
May 3, 200323 yr Author ahahaha...whatever Dans...glad u like dit.. ________ writting a poem together def. sounds good..have a theme in mind?
May 3, 200323 yr :o the poems are fantastic..!! damn why wasnt i here earlier? keep em coming pls.. i love reading all of em. :D
May 4, 200323 yr Author Old lady sits in tree Never comes down..just stares wildly at me Every morning one my way to school I feel sorry for sitting up there in her dress of wool The birds flock all over her Ignoring her presence hour by hour Churping, nesting , they move about I can tell she wants to join in but she is w/ out beak..she has mouth I beg my daddy to take her down But acts like I'm asking for pound and crown I fear for her health now that winter draws near I want to find warms things for her to wear My heart aches for that woman w/out name No one else cares but me and its such a shame..such a shame I dont think I can sleep through one more night if I still see her perched on that branch in front my bedroom window Her weary eyes...dying heart..just brings tears to my pillow....
May 4, 200323 yr Author bwahahahaha....ok... :D _______________ I was walking by a river And I fell in I came up for air and there you were looking down But Damn! When I saw you ..I'd prefer to drown.... --- Happy Birthday to you Happy Birthday to you Now eat your cake and kindly go back to the zoo --- Oh my darling ..love divine.. Oh how your face..resembles a cow's behind --- Roses are red Violets are blue I went to the zoo and I saw a monkey that looked just like you --- ( I remembered that from when I was three ahahah)
May 5, 200323 yr Author look in ur mirror and who will u see king kong and godzilla's bastard child..oh wait that's you..hehe :!:
May 6, 200323 yr Author yeah the ring was worth the scare... :shrug: ___________ Little Indian boy in white linen outfit sitting intently by the charging river Oh just, there, strumming away on his guitar Plucking the strings Plucking his inner most feelings The wind blows over A girl passes by with a clover He smiles at her But with a flip of hair she walks away even faster His heart sighs But his mind isn’t troubled even though his reflection cries out “Why?” He strums away … Away into sunset … Away into starry moonlight For he is at peace with his guitar Alone and happy by the charging river…
May 7, 200323 yr My dad yelled at me for whats in my journal but he doesnt understand that im not so normal He said i cuss too much for my own good But i was just expressing my emotions I hope he understood.....my poem :D
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