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i have a lot of poems that i wrote a long time ago, but i don't think you guys want to hear them.

Why,are they extremely nasty poems?

no, their extremely descriptive poems. i wrote them when i used to be gothic. -_-;

Please post them! ^_______^ I love descriptive writing! ^_^

ill have new poems up soon! so watch out! lol

I got this one, but my mom won't let me have MY OWN originals until she can copy them, lol, but I wrote this when I was 8 or 9, maybe 6:

The Caribou so friendly
They carry their friend
Their friend's name is Bou
They Cari-Bou then

Not too funny, but considering my age, lol

aw, i like it! i like the choice of words. you were a very talented child

The meaning of me

The lioness,
its mafnifacent power amazes me as i gaze into its eyes
The beauty with in its soul,
Its roar as malevolent and ongoing as a beating heart

all its radiant beauty,
gleaming in the rays of the sun.
washing away any pain inside,
into eyes of a beast i stare

captivated by its presence,
i show no inner angst,
no fear to scent,
no reason to take action

an unexpected thing this beast begins to do
the lioness approaches me with such magnificant power,
she licks my head and bows down to me as if in state of surrender
Amazed,
i take a step forward and pet its head

the beauty of a wild animal,
mysterious and intriguing,
has unexpected qualities that cannot be explained.

One day the world will know
til then,
this encounter is but a mystery i take with me,
walking through life
wandring
what i am,
what i could be

(i wrote this one just now lol)

Well thank you!

Wolf's Tear


The silver prism
That falls down the face of
The creature of true beauty and mystery

By pain by endless hurt
By blood spill or fighting for the kill

Both needed
Both hurtful

Cold and silver the pain of emotional and physical
Hurt blood may trickle
Down through the blades of fur onto the ground

The silver prisms fall
To the ground they fall with healing glow
Moonlight the wolf's tear is now the vibrant
Silver prism reflecting the silver glow
Of the full moon onto the plants, the tress and life

The Tears as they drop
Make the frequency of the wolf and of water
Life and death never preventable
Never a lie

The wolf's tear will fall again and again from pain and darkness
The will to live the will to succeed
Is one out of many that the wolf is known for

The pain that is inflicted on this creature
Another wolf tear will fall.

The Little Wolf
*Clears throat*

I am not a normal wolf,
but not beyond this world,
I am used to the shunning and evil laughes,
I was born with 2 faces,
beyond my wildest imaginings,
others may laugh,
but they wouldn't be laughing if they were me,
I cry myself to sleep every night,
not even my family want to see my ugly 2 faces,
then one day,
I sit and daydream,
when I feel the urge to howl,
my howls had always sounded like 2 cats fighting,
but today I felt like it wouldn't,
I opened one of my mouths and howled,
my howl was long and sad.
When I had finished,
I felt the urge to fall,
so I did,
I felt a ripping pain in my head,
I could not remember no more.....

Oh, beautifully detailed poems guys! YEAH! Here's one I'm making up right now...

The secret life of clouds

The lightning strikes the trees,
The frightened child, she flees,
For, of all the things she sees,

This is frightning...

The clouds they rumble loudly,
For up above it's very crowdy,
They wish there was more room,
And angrily they BOOM!

The little clouds they cry,
Because this crowd in the sky,
Is getting very loud...

But far far down below,
Where earlier roosters'd crow
Children run away,
For the storm has come to stay!

Eh? heres a Limerick

There once was a wolf from the forest,
Who dreamt he was eating hihat s borest,
He woke in the middle of the night with a fright
To Find that his dream had came true!