Before it's gone-- *this has poems mainly*

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Re:Before it's gone-- *this has poems mainly*

Post by BOsin_In_2 » Fri Aug 13, 2004 5:45 am

__ __ *zoning out* Lovin' it all XD
Okay...I don't know if I should make this an entirely new topic...but, this really isn't a poem I have in store...so...um...I dunno if I should post it
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It really has more to do with my emotions--but I can't word it into a po-eam...ggrrr...can't make decisions > < Just a 'yes' to tell me to post it or a 'no' to a new topic and I'll be satisfied.

Edit: Also--what about RP's? Not really saying anything here--but--???
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Re:Before it's gone-- *this has poems mainly*

Post by Archonix » Fri Aug 13, 2004 11:21 am

The generally accepted idea across the entire planet is that if it has nothing to do with the topic then it probably deserves it's own thread.
Our choicest plans have fallen through, our airiest castles tumbled over, because of lines we neatly drew and later neatly stumbled over.
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Re:Before it's gone-- *this has poems mainly*

Post by BOsin_In_2 » Sun Jan 09, 2005 5:38 am

Oh my gods, is it too late to reply? X__x I was told it's never too late to reply to your own thread...so...PLEASE FORGIVE ME!! ~_~
About the peice... I miss my flying dreams, even if I kept falling down.
Hope y'alll like... Once again, I'm sorry if I did something wrong...so sorry...neehh...

Wings

My dreams within, I only reach so high.
It is with that last excited breath,
That I come struggling down.
Destination crumbling in my grasp,
Newly made and assigned: the ground.
Kicking legs and flailing arms,
A body that fights to give in.
It is hurt, it is fragile,
It is weary of loss.
Mind confused, helpless, and lost;
No thought of answer.
The body grows weak.
My ever-so-soft wings are obsolete,
They cannot support.
The wings that encouraged, made me believe;
Made me strive, made me…me.
Dead.
I am being pulled down:
A weight dragging me down.
My loss. My problems. My wings.
Myself.
I am falling now.
Destination crumbling and never met;
Still lingering so out of reach.
The ground is awaiting my back, yet I never encounter.
I am falling.
Stuck in this floating dilemma, I realize:
My wings are no longer.
No more guide.
No more pampering.
The body relaxes, the mind focuses;
I am my own guide now.
"Have you seen my daughter, Cheryl? Short...black hair... Just turned seven?"
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Re:Before it's gone-- *this has poems mainly*

Post by Dagdamor » Sun Jan 09, 2005 8:45 pm

Oh, this poem is very nice. Don't know what to say, I just liked it...
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Re:Before it's gone-- *this has poems mainly*

Post by BOsin_In_2 » Mon Jan 10, 2005 12:28 am

*bows* Thank you. Those words were quite enough to please ^-^
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Re:Before it's gone-- *this has poems mainly*

Post by c_nordlander » Thu Mar 03, 2005 8:54 pm

Hippolytus' Reply to Phaedra by Christina Nordlander. (With apologies to Ovid.)

"Think on the height of your line; think on your blood's obligation"
Such was your message to me. Mindful, I shall not obey.
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The noose draws tighter;
This is the end;
I'm a good fighter
But a bad friend;
I've played the traitor
Over and over;
I'm a good hater
But a bad lover.


Elinor Wylie, "Peregrine"
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