Post a poem!!!

[VampireGirl1314]

I like poems and i wanted to see if anyone else did to so here is a poem that i like.

Love Is Like A Sand Castle That Gets Washed Away.
One minute a sand castle is firm in the sand,
he next minute its crumbling into the water.
so build your up on the shore,
away from the waves of hate.
because once those waves hit you
your love is washed away.
don't choose a sand castle just because
its taller or looks better than another.
choose one that will hold you, support you forever.
don't let it wash away.

By: Cody Rutten
I hope you post some poems that you like.>^__^<

[zachart]

Smile
I was hypnotized
by a smile
at the tram stop.
this girl was kissing
this boy
and she was smiling.
she was smiling
even when she was
kissing him.
i couldn't see his face--
he was turned away
from me,
but i could see her smile.
and her smile
made me smile
as i hunkered down in my coat,
put my shoulders up
against the wind
and pretended that
i wasn't looking.

[VampireGirl1314]

Here is another one.>^_^<its about vampires.
L'ENVOI
you who have lived in the land,
you who have trusted the trail,
you who are strong to withstand,
you who are swift to assail:
songs have i sung to beguile,
vintage of desperate years,
hard as a harlot's smile,
bitter as unshed tears.

Little of joy or mirth,
little of ease i sing;
sagas of men of earth
humanity suffering,
such as you all have done;
savagely faring fort,
sons of the midnight sun,
argonauts of the north.

Far in the land God forgot
glimmers the lure of your trail;
still in your lust are you taught
even to win is to fail.
still you must follow and fight
under the vampire wing;
there in the long, long night
hoping and vanquishing.

Husbandman of the wild,
reaping a barren gain;
scourged by desire, reconciled
unto disaster and pain;
these, my songs, are for you,
you who are seared with the brand.
God knows i have tried to be true;
please God you will understand.

author unknown.

[VampireGirl1314]

Originally Posted by zachart

Smile
I was hypnotized
by a smile
at the tram stop.
this girl was kissing
this boy
and she was smiling.
she was smiling
even when she was
kissing him.
i couldn't see his face--
he was turned away
from me,
but i could see her smile.
and her smile
made me smile
as i hunkered down in my coat,
put my shoulders up
against the wind
and pretended that
i wasn't looking.

I am glad you posted the poem.>^_^<

[zachart]

Originally Posted by VampireGirl1314

I am glad you posted the poem.>^_^<

Y is that??

[VampireGirl1314]

Originally Posted by zachart

Y is that??

Because i was busy posting the vampire one.>^_^<

[TheLastFortnight]

Darkness at the break of noon
Shadows even the silver spoon
The handmade blade, the child's balloon
Eclipses both the sun and moon
To understand you know too soon
There is no sense in trying.

Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn
Suicide remarks are torn
From the fool's gold mouthpiece
The hollow horn plays wasted words
Proves to warn
That he not busy being born
Is busy dying.

Temptation's page flies out the door
You follow, find yourself at war
Watch waterfalls of pity roar
You feel to moan but unlike before
You discover
That you'd just be
One more person crying.


So don't fear if you hear
A foreign sound to your ear
It's alright, Ma, I'm only sighing.

As some warn victory, some downfall
Private reasons great or small
Can be seen in the eyes of those that call
To make all that should be killed to crawl
While others say don't hate nothing at all
Except hatred.

Disillusioned words like bullets bark
As human gods aim for their mark
Made everything from toy guns that spark
To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark
It's easy to see without looking too far
That not much
Is really sacred.

While preachers preach of evil fates
Teachers teach that knowledge waits
Can lead to hundred-dollar plates
Goodness hides behind its gates
But even the president of the United States
Sometimes must have
To stand naked.

An' though the rules of the road have been lodged
It's only people's games that you got to dodge
And it's alright, Ma, I can make it.

Advertising signs that con you
Into thinking you're the one
That can do what's never been done
That can win what's never been won
Meantime life outside goes on
All around you.

You lose yourself, you reappear
You suddenly find you got nothing to fear
Alone you stand with nobody near
When a trembling distant voice, unclear
Startles your sleeping ears to hear
That somebody thinks
They really found you.

A question in your nerves is lit
Yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy
Insure you not to quit
To keep it in your mind and not fergit
That it is not he or she or them or it
That you belong to.

Although the masters make the rules
For the wise men and the fools
I got nothing, Ma, to live up to.

For them that must obey authority
That they do not respect in any degree
Who despise their jobs, their destinies
Speak jealously of them that are free
Cultivate their flowers to be
Nothing more than something
They invest in.

While some on principles baptized
To strict party platform ties
Social clubs in drag disguise
Outsiders they can freely criticize
Tell nothing except who to idolize
And then say God bless him.

While one who sings with his tongue on fire
Gargles in the rat race choir
Bent out of shape from society's pliers
Cares not to come up any higher
But rather get you down in the hole
That he's in.

But I mean no harm nor put fault
On anyone that lives in a vault
But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him.

Old lady judges watch people in pairs
Limited in sex, they dare
To push fake morals, insult and stare
While money doesn't talk, it swears
Obscenity, who really cares Propaganda, all is phony.

While them that defend what they cannot see
With a killer's pride, security
It blows the minds most bitterly
For them that think death's honesty
Won't fall upon them naturally
Life sometimes
Must get lonely.

My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards
False gods, I scuff
At pettiness which plays so rough
Walk upside-down inside handcuffs
Kick my legs to crash it off
Say okay, I have had enough
What else can you show me?

And if my thought-dreams could be seen
They'd probably put my head in a guillotine
But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only.

B. Dylan

[KikiBunny23]

My Time Has Come

I see that now, my time has come.
What did you expect me to do? It will not be long,
before I'm gone. And I just had to tell you this one thing.
I should have seen this coming, yet I was caught unaware.
I hope you will not cry,
please do not weep. I will be with you,
even if you don't believe.

I see now, that I am to go. Time passes quickly,
When I think of you.
But don't shed a tear,
I just want to say goodbye.
Because I should have seen this coming,
But it came at me like a bomb.

Unexpected and caught off guard.
I will leave you now, I love you, my dear.
We shall be apart, but not for long,
I am with you
I will never be gone.
So remember me, even if no one else does.
My time has come, soon will be gone.

Goodbye, my sweetheart.
Never fear, for I am with you.
My time has come.

By: Jaclyn JK [aka me]

[TheLastFortnight]

Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood
Cries out "My God they killed them all!"
Here comes the story of the Hurricane,
The man the authorities came to blame
for something that he never done
Put in a prison cell but one time
he could have been the champion of the world

Three bodied lying there does Patty see
and another man named Bello moving mysteriously
"I didn't do it" he says, and he throws up his hands
"I was only robbin the register, I hope you understand
I saw them leavin," he says and he stops
One of us had better call the cops
so Patty calls the cops
and they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin
in the hot New Jersey night

Meanwhile somewhere in another part of town
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are driving around
number one contender for the middleweight crown
had no idea what kind of shit was about to go down
when a cop pulled him over on the side of the road
just like the time before and the time before that
in Paterson that just the ways things go
If you black you might as well not show up on the streets
Less you wanna draw the heat

Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin around
He said "I saw two men runnin out, they looked like middleweights
They jumped into a white car with out of state plates"
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head
Cop said "Wait a minute boys, this one's not dead"
so they took him to the infirmary
and although this man could hardly see
they told him that he could identify the guilty men

Four in the morning and they haul Rubin in
Take him to the hospital and bring him upstairs
the wounded man looks up though his one dying eye
says "why'd you bring him here for? he ain't the guy!"
Yes, here the story of the Hurricane
The man the authorities came to blame
for something that he never done
put in a prison cell but one time he could've been
the champion of the world

Four months later the ghetto's in flame
Rubin's in South America fightin for his name
while Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game
and the cops are puttin the screw to him looking for somebody to blame
"Remember that murder that happened in a bar?"
"Remember you said you saw the getaway car?"
"You think you'd like to play ball with the law?"
"Think it might have been that fighter that you saw running that night?"
"Don't forget that you are white"

Arthur Dexter Bradley said "I'm really not sure"
Cops said "A poor boy like you could really use a break
We got you for the motel job and were talking to your friend Bello
Now you don't want to ave to go back to jail, be a nice fellow
You'll be doin' society a favor
That son of a bitch is brave and getting braver
We want to put his ass in the stir
We want to pin this trip murder on him
He ain't ne Gentleman Jim"


Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
he never did like to talk about it all that much
It's my work he'd say, I do it for pay
and when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way
up to some paradise
where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
and ride a horse along a trail
but then they took him to the jail house
where they try to make a man into a mouse

All of Rubin's card were marked in advance
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance
the judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums
to the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
but to the black folks he was a crazy nigger
no one doubted that he pulled the trigger
and though they could not produce the gun
the D.A. said he was the one who did the deed
And the all-white jury agreed

Rubin Carter was falsely tried
the crime was murder "one", guess who testified?
Bello and Bradley and the both badly lied
and the newspapers all went along for the ride
how can the life of such a man
be in the palm of some fool's hand?
to see him obviously framed
couldn't help but be ashamed to live in a land
where justice is a game

Now all the criminal in their coats and their ties
are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
while Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten foot cell
and innocent man in a living hell
that's the story of the Hurricane
but it won't be over till they clear him name
and give him back the time he's done
put in a prison cell but one time he could've been
the champion of the world

B. Dylan

[VampireGirl1314]

Everything
everything i hear,
everything i see,
everything i need,
everything that is me,
was it all just a dream?

Something that was missing!
their was something i needed,
it was something that i was missing.
something i was dreaming,
something that i couldn't see quit clearly,
now i know what that something that i was missing is,
and now here i am being held by him.