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I wrote this one about my parents devorce.Its kinda like a poem and a song mixed up.


My momma and my daddy fightin all night long
They split up thats why i'm singin this song
I was tryin ta sleep but they started to fight
And they kept at it all night
Yeah thats right from ten ta ten
And it really broke ma heart when
They got a devorce and i was only seven
We were really hurt but they though it was heaven
By the time i was 9 it had been to years
But i still hadent gotten over my fears
That i would lose ether my momma or my dad
But i geuss thats what happens...when your parents split up

This poem, I got the idea from other people's poems. ^.^ Good job guys. ^.^

You are the apple of my eye
And I will forever love you,
Untill the day I die.

I always long to hear your voice,
And you always make me happy...
And whenever I see you I rejoice

If not all, promise me this,
You will always love me,
And that's all that I wish.

May we always be together,
And stick by eachothers side...
Even in the stormiest weather.

Forever, and ever, and ever. . .

Wow -- THIS piece of junk sounds like something I just saved out of a garbage can!! I truly think I can do better than this, and I was about to crumple it to a heap and burn it. But after I finished, I re-read it, and it SCARED me at how much it reminded me of DragonHeart!! All of it was so coicidential!! So I had to keep it, and add it to A Dragon A Day...

Ode to the Death of a Star
You see that star
up in the night?
You see how it shines
so glittery bright?

You know who that is
who looks down on me so?
Who watches me cry,
laugh, prosper and grow?

From the heavens
and until time's end;
the soul of a long lost
beloved friend.

Gone from this land
to a place far from here;
A place without pain nor
anger nor guilt or fear.

Good-bye old fellow.
My Guardian. My Angel. My Dragon.

Ode

An ode to Stalin
Once a power-hungry megalomaniac

Every time I hear that name strikes fear within my heart
My body trembles, as I shake nervously with anticipation


Waiting for adversity
For deception, communism

Our world is different than it was years ago
Stalin, a once powerful being

Important in history, yes
Discover through this ode

The man that used to be Joseph Stalin
Once able to strike fear into the hearts and souls of others

A wide array of knowledge
Advancing communism in any way possible

Taking after the once great Lenin
A predecessor to his great throne

A life of equality desired from these two beings

A revolution widely known to us today,
Has changed everything forever


Always and forever
As though it may seem Stalin was a no doubt megalomaniac indeed

A scary thought to be classified as a megalomaniac as it is to encounter and study one
A changing experience it is to discover such things

A life time of knowledge I will take with me away remember Stalin forever as the Megalomaniac he truly was


This poem was written for class and uh haha yea plz tell me what u think of it..
Here's another also!

Lyrical Poem

Wild and free forever,
As free as the ocean waves,
As happy as a song bird.

Always smiling as wide as I can
Uncontainable happiness I can not begin to explain
Beautiful happy random thoughts come to mind,

As I realize I am in an extremely good mood
I bark and wag my tail as fast and loud as I can

My day races by me as an old gtx
Roaring and showing off its radiant beauty

As wondrous and beautiful as a full moon
My smile widens with each passing minute

Butterflies in my stomach as the last bell rings,
I head out the door and bounce around

Bouncing around like a buzzing bee,
Hyper all day with unreleased energy

Running in circles with a frantic expression
Laughing and giggling with out an any rest

Uncontainable emotions is what I feel
As fierce and as strong as a young tigress in hunt

As stealthy as the panther,
As quick as a deer,
As once said. “She treats life with gay abandon”

These poem is absed on my character Storm and how he feels about his father Balto

When I think of what weve been through...
And what you said to me..
It doesnt add up, I cant find the answer..
The days we spent together..seems far away..
And day by day I fade away into the darkness
And when Ilook at you, you turn away
Why can't you see?
What your doing to me?
I don't need a Hero..
I need a father....
I dont want this end
So try to understand..
Your my hero, that will never change..
But I need my father..not my Hero..
I need a shoulder to cry on..
Someone to cath me...
When I fall...
So can't you see?
What your doing to me....
Please Oh Please
Won't you hold me in your arms...
I need a Father not a Hero
I need a hug not a smile
I need my Father, Not My Leader..
Do you see me as a burden?
Can you feel my misery?
So before I die
Call me by my name..
Please Oh Please Dad
Just once,just once
Can you tell me...you care......

You don't have to be My Hero...
Can't you just be there?
Or don't you care?
You dont have to be Balto....
You just have to be You...
So take away the Hero
Just for me....
And show me you care...
Because your never there
I can't remember when you last said my name
I cant remember when you trusted me...
Like you , I Have dreams
Can You belive in me?
No matter what happens youll always be my Hero..
But can't I see the real you?
Or will I never know
What you think of me
Can't you see?
I don't need you to be a winner
You'll always be the best
So give the act a rest..
And just look at me...
Just once..thats all I ask
So When tears roll down my face
And you see me and walk over...
Don't Be My Hero...Be My Father

i don't know how you people can come up with these peoms so quickly!!!! it's taking me forever to do this! (it's probaly beacsue im trying to make it a realy good ryming poem) but im still keeping my word, but does anyone have any advice for me? Ill gladly take anything i can get

just go with the flow and great poems come from all of lifes points, good and bad

Poems can come from anything and anywhere or from feelings, my favorit way of writing poems is through feelings and when you write through feeling you imprint those feelings and thoughts so when the reader reads them they feel your feelings or se your thoughts weather is pain or happy they will feel them and when that happands thats a masterpeasce that could easly be sold for tons of money or made into a song then when people hear the song they feel what feelings that you imprinted on them.

ex like the black album of metallica it is there best and it's a legendary album because they felt anger when they did that album so everyone who listended to that album would feel there hate and anger and thats why it's legendary.

Or also when you have imeges from dreams or anything and you imprint that image or moving seane like what I do when I write my poems I imprint my vission on to every charactor so when the reader reads them they see it in there head like there seeing my vissions, it's not just the words I use it's a combination I use both couse one to me is not egough to see the vission that I had in my head while writing it, lots of the poems I write are dreams like the ones I did in this topic exept for moondance I saw the images while listening to the song moondance by Nightwish, others are from my imagention, I create diffrent worlds and feeling through my imagention then I ether write them as a poem, song, story or all three, thats the way I do write but to others it might be diffrent thats there choice.

I wish I could show some of the songs that I finnished but I can't becuase im not done editing them yet but I will when done.

I'm writing this poem because I am very very pissed off. >< DON'T ASK!!!

I've been treated like dirt,
And completely ignored,
But man this is the worst
And I believe it should be deplored

Don't push me around,
Don't call me foul names
I won't fall to the ground,
Man, this isn't no game

Get out of my face!
You won't kill my dignity,
Man this isn't the place,
My mind isn't something to dig into...

The closer her comes the faster I heal.
Why was I chosen for this?
My body is shifting.
My mind is not my own!
Visions of carnage engulf my Brain.
The smell of blood surrounds me.
A longing to run takes over.
I must escape this place,
The walls that hold me captive.
A low vibration starts in my throat.
Quickly rising to a snarl that floods my ears.
He's here!
A wolf at the door.
watching and waining.
I can't deny him any longer.
A flash of teeth,
a meeting of eyes.
I can smell the lust on his breath.
The fantacy, the desire, the hunger.
If I give myself to him,
eternal life is my gift.
My mind numbs and I give in.
The full moons silver light kisses my soul.
exited breathes are followed by exhales of true Ecstasy.
I am his.

I can feel it racing through my veins.
Silver energy with a lupine soul.
A pentagram burning in my eyes.
The change is slow.
The agony unbearable.
Falling to my knees,
a surge of adrenaline and fear.
Screams turn to howls.
Fear me not for what I was,
But for what I have become.
A child of the night,
A daughter of the moon.
Blood and death will come soon.

The Darkside Of Love


Love is beautifull yet powerfull

its beuty and happness can only come from your heart

you don't get to choose love

love chooses you

with it's megestic beuty

like a rose in the summer day

at the sunrise when the pure water droplites run off the side of

the petals fron a dark night of flashing storms

the sky so dark filled with firce terror like if the underworld

were to show it's dark and hate filled aura

pure dark but flashes of blinding light ingulf the earth with it's

silver beuty

a crash soon follows

rumbling the earth with power of sound that can be heard

anywhere

crashing like the beating of the wolf's heart

blended with a silver ecko that can only be heard by the same

creature

the wolf young and proud

walks surounded by mystery and beuty that only the ones who

have the heart of the wolf can understand

the love beetween to wolf's is incredible

the bond

the friendship

gets more intence as the wolves get closer and there hearts

beat faster and there breathing speeds up

it's a sympony of love when the beating of there hearts is heard

as with breathing

the bond gets so strong that not even the hardest substance

could break

the bond is filled with happness

compassion

loyalty

wisdom

friendship

and most importantly

love

willing to die for each other

staying by there loverside when the times are hard

never giving up on them and always there when needed

the wolf and it's love for it's soulmate goes together like time

and space

when the wolf knows that the one it loves is it's soulmate can

happan in an instant or over years

but when the wolf is in love thats the way they know there heart

wants to break free and to conect with the other wolf heart

if the two hearts don't meet and don't beat together as one

thats when the darside of love aperes with it's evil controlling

love by it's soul of eternal darkness

the face of true horror

will apeare through the love beating heart of the wolf into a

rage of hate, darkness and sin

the shewolf rips the still beating heart of the male wolf or vice

versa

thros it on the grownd smashing it with her paw

tears of pain, hate and the most that he has ever been hurt like

a thousand daggers percing thro his heart

the feeling is so intence like his heart was being grassped by

something then squeezing the love and life out of it

heartbroken he lays on the ground

his heart barly beating

lifeless wondering why was he the one to feel this hurt

this pain that hurts worse then could be imagend

his heart now lost

in the garden of flames of eternal darkness

the necro flames there called

a flame of sin and darkness that when touched engulfs the

thing touching it with etarnal darkness

once done it can't be undone for it infects the lovers heart and

only the ones in love can be infected

a dark viris

that spreads like rapid fire

the power

the dark

the sin clowded heart

will be for ever in pain and never relessed

it will dwell deep inside untill it busts and death is the reward

the silver tears of the moon can purfy the heart

it is needed to soke in the silver spring to clense the dark

to relesse the dark from stuctore

the core

the heart of the wolf is the core

the silver spring happand only to thos who have the will to live

to live life as a full moon

not an eclipse

the full moon and it's silver glow will stay brite

in the sky if eternal dark

when love end this way it's called

the darkside of love.




Writin
By Silver Wolf.

Wow, I like your word usage! Awsome!! ^^

Who are you?

I thought I knew who you were...
You were my sister, someone to talk to...
But all those happy memories are a blur...
Now you're smoking cigarettes and going to late night parties....

Who are you?

I'm confused, don't know what to do...
And so then I begin to cry...
I look up at the sky...
And I have to ask why...

Who are you?

I wish I could turn back time...
And so I write this rhyme...
Now that you are gone,
I dunno who you are...

Who are you?

Please come back to me...
And live happily...
Drop that cigarette,
And please don't leave me yet...

Who are you?

I love the way inbetween every paragrph you have the name of the poem wicked idea and im not sure who you were talkin to when you said awsome word usege but if it was me then thanks.