Since April is Poetry Month, I am here to share a couple of my poems. You may request.
Here a child lies
0 lives left;
Zero heartbeats left.
No longer by my side.
Guess who that is! (I should say WAS...
)
Happy laughter,
Children playing.
Everyone is merry.
Why is everyone so glad?
Don't ask me!
Last edited by somelia (2010-04-13 18:42:46)
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Scratch.
The typing noise soothes the crying baby
The programming makes a nice challenge for the older child.
The adults watch in awe at the projects,
Under a magicians trance.
As the sun sinks into the sea beyond,
Everyone is still on Scratch.
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Musicstar888 wrote:
Scratch.
The typing noise soothes the crying baby
The programming makes a nice challenge for the older child.
The adults watch in awe at the projects,
Under a magicians trance.
As the sun sinks into the sea beyond,
Everyone is still on Scratch.
That's actually...... pretty good.
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somelia wrote:
Since April is Poetry Month, I am here to share a couple of my poems. You may request.
Here a child lies
0 lives left;
Zero heartbeats left.
No longer by my side.
Guess who that is! (I should say WAS...)
Happy laughter,
Children playing.
Everyone is merry.
Why is everyone so glad?
Don't ask me!
Here a child lies
0 lives left;
Zero heartbeats left.
No longer by my side
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I would share a poem I posted on dA, but I would get in trouble. Let's just say it contains a violent death.

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Here's a poem my classmate made.
If I wrote a poem would it make me any better?
Or a book or a song or an organized letter.
Would I become famous and live happily,
If I wrote a poem we will just have to see.
If I wrote a poem would my uncle say,"Good job nephew."
If I wrote a poem and you wrote on two?
If everyone wrote a poem would the world be better?
Or a book or a song or an organized letter.
Would we all be famous and live happily,
If we wrote a poem we'll just have to see.
Last edited by littletonkslover (2010-04-13 21:30:16)

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soupoftomato wrote:
somelia wrote:
Since April is Poetry Month, I am here to share a couple of my poems. You may request.
Here a child lies
0 lives left;
Zero heartbeats left.
No longer by my side.
Guess who that is! (I should say WAS...)
Happy laughter,
Children playing.
Everyone is merry.
Why is everyone so glad?
Don't ask me!Here a child lies
0 lives left;
Zero heartbeats left.
No longer by my side
You are correct.
I miss Zero.
I got 60secondrule'd.
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I have some haikus! No matter how hard I try, I suck at rhyming poetry. So I stick to fun, easy haikus!
Here is my fruit-themed haiku:
Oranges are good
Strawberries are a delight
Good for your health-- eat.
ooh, and another one:
My Wacom tablet
Is wonderful for drawing
I so adore it
I am on a roll! Hmmm.... how about:
Sakura flowers
Dancing under the moonlight
In the breezy night
Another twist to that one would be:
Sakura flowers
Dancing under the moonlight
On the wind-blown tree
And yet another one:
Squirrels are crazy
Just like Scrat in Ice Age 3
Chasing his acorn
LOL these are fun! XD
A couple more to prove my geniusness:
The country Japan
Is known for its anime
I want to go there
The country Japan
That is where haikus are from
Aren't they awesome
The country Japan
Has lots of awesome manga
Such as Fruits Basket
(or Naruto!!)
Hikaru no Go
It's a manga about Go
I am reading it
Akihabara
Good shopping place for cosplay
I'd like to visit
Shinjuku Gyoen
A good spot for hanami
Large crowds in the park
The city Tokyo
A place of electronics
Technology rocks
My Japanese Coach
It helps me learn Japanese
You should so buy it
A bowl of ramen
Hot and nice it's yummy food
Naruto loves it
The beautiful moon
A silver sphere in the sky
Sometimes a big cheese
Chicken fajitas
Eat at Lupe Tortilla
The best fajitas
The silent hunter
Sneaks up on his helpless prey
In life's unfair game
Well, if that doesn't prove I'm a poetic genius then what will? Anyway, my fingers hurt from counting the syllables so I'm gonna take a break now. Bye guys!
With fingers aching
Sharlotta finally resigns
From this tiring job
HA! Okay, bai for reals now.
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somelia wrote:
Since April is Poetry Month, I am here to share a couple of my poems. You may request.
Here a child lies
0 lives left;
Zero heartbeats left.
No longer by my side.
Guess who that is! (I should say WAS... :()
Happy laughter,
Children playing.
Everyone is merry.
Why is everyone so glad?
Don't ask me!
They don't rhyme.
Here's one I did for my 38% failed english assignment.
My name is Jack,
I like to play hacky sack,
In school, I tend to slack,
Which is why I always get a whack,
on the back.
She was supposed to put helpful comments on each poem, but for that one she just wrote "?"
Last edited by 08jackt (2010-04-13 22:20:39)

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08jackt wrote:
somelia wrote:
Since April is Poetry Month, I am here to share a couple of my poems. You may request.
Here a child lies
0 lives left;
Zero heartbeats left.
No longer by my side.
Guess who that is! (I should say WAS...)
Happy laughter,
Children playing.
Everyone is merry.
Why is everyone so glad?
Don't ask me!They don't rhyme.
Here's one I did for my 38% failed english assignment.
My name is Jack,
I like to play hacky sack,
In school, I tend to slack,
Which is why I always get a whack,
on the back.
She was supposed to put helpful comments on each poem, but for that one she just wrote "?"
Dey down't hav to whyne.
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somelia wrote:
08jackt wrote:
somelia wrote:
Since April is Poetry Month, I am here to share a couple of my poems. You may request.
Here a child lies
0 lives left;
Zero heartbeats left.
No longer by my side.
Guess who that is! (I should say WAS...)
Happy laughter,
Children playing.
Everyone is merry.
Why is everyone so glad?
Don't ask me!They don't rhyme.
Here's one I did for my 38% failed english assignment.
My name is Jack,
I like to play hacky sack,
In school, I tend to slack,
Which is why I always get a whack,
on the back.
She was supposed to put helpful comments on each poem, but for that one she just wrote "?"Dey down't hav to whyne.
Okay then, here's mine:
A house is a home, shelter, building or structure that is a dwelling or place for habitation by human beings. The term includes many kinds of dwellings ranging from rudimentary huts of nomadic tribes to free standing individual structures. In some contexts, "house" may mean the same as dwelling, residence, home, abode, lodging, accommodation, or housing, among other meanings.
The social unit that lives in a house is known as a household. Most commonly, a household is a family unit of some kind, though households can be other social groups, such as single persons, or groups of unrelated individuals. Settled agrarian and industrial societies are composed of household units living permanently in housing of various types, according to a variety of forms of land tenure. English-speaking people generally call any building they routinely occupy "home". Many people leave their houses during the day for work and recreation, and return to them to sleep or for other activities.

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08jackt wrote:
somelia wrote:
Since April is Poetry Month, I am here to share a couple of my poems. You may request.
Here a child lies
0 lives left;
Zero heartbeats left.
No longer by my side.
Guess who that is! (I should say WAS...)
Happy laughter,
Children playing.
Everyone is merry.
Why is everyone so glad?
Don't ask me!They don't rhyme.
Here's one I did for my 38% failed english assignment.
My name is Jack,
I like to play hacky sack,
In school, I tend to slack,
Which is why I always get a whack,
on the back.
She was supposed to put helpful comments on each poem, but for that one she just wrote "?"
I couldn't help laughing at the last part.

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floatingmagictree wrote:
Musicstar888 wrote:
Scratch.
The typing noise soothes the crying baby
The programming makes a nice challenge for the older child.
The adults watch in awe at the projects,
Under a magicians trance.
As the sun sinks into the sea beyond,
Everyone is still on Scratch.That's actually...... pretty good.
Thanks. It's not my best though. Here's another one. Its like from a scene in the book Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, but like kinda different. Its from Harry's perspective, so it does'nt mention his name.
Music flows through your mind
Floods into your soul
Makes the wounds heal.
Your mind compresses
And with the blood-stained sky shining above
Peace flies into you.
The pheonix song rings softly in your ears
As you lay yourself down to rest.
The tears revive you, and you are once again alive. Whaddya think, people?
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Bumity bumpty bump,
The sound of a forum post being bumped up.
Bumpty bumpity bump,
Will someone reply to this thread?
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I walk through the hallway
Being teased every which way
I have no life, for me I mourn
Where can I download one?
Last edited by soupoftomato (2010-04-17 13:29:58)
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Soup, this is like a text-based game.
Or a chatroom.
Anyway, you can't download a life.
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somelia wrote:
Soup, this is like a text-based game.
Or a chatroom.
Wha? I thought it was for poems.
Besides, you bumped it.
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Oh oh oh i ALWAYS post this poem on A quitting thread.
As we see one more scratcher go,
He/She might go to Alice or to and fro'.
Though you may think that this is spam.
Goodbye, and don't forget your HAM!
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somelia wrote:
Since April is Poetry Month, I am here to share a couple of my poems. You may request.
Here a child lies
0 lives left;
Zero heartbeats left.
No longer by my side.
Guess who that is! (I should say WAS...)
0Zero?
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Doody wrote:
somelia wrote:
Since April is Poetry Month, I am here to share a couple of my poems. You may request.
Here a child lies
0 lives left;
Zero heartbeats left.
No longer by my side.
Guess who that is! (I should say WAS...)
0Zero?
You are correct.
I used to pretend I looked like her.
My character was a stick-woman with blonde hair.
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Light falls on ocean
Near the cost where celebs live
Why did I write this?
You guess!

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Spam is not so good;
It annoys others a lot.
So, do as you should:
Apologize for that lot.
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