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Post by yuki on Jun 3, 2006 18:00:46 GMT -5
I Just Want You to Know...
It was 3 O'Clock Am, And she was asleep in her bed. Her little pink phone, Was lying by her bed.
Soon it started ringing, And woke her from her slumber. She quickly grabbed the phone, And answered with a "hello?"
The voice on the other end, replied with. "Everything is fine. I just wanted you to know." The voice paused, then continued.
"Through the times of pain, And through the times of joy. I just wanted you to know. That i promise I Do care."
When the voice had finished, She knew who it was. But before she could say anything, He had already hung up the phone.
She sat for a few minutes, Before she got her thoughts straight. So she picked up her phone, And called him back.
He answered the phone with a "hello" The girl replied. "Everything's just fine, I just wanted you to know." She paused for a moment, then continued.
"Throughout the many years I've known you. I have never really said thank you. So I want to take the time now, To thank you for being there."
"though we have had a few problems, Since we have been friends. But i just wanted you to know, I'll be there till the end."
Before he could reply, She had already hung up the phone. And they both layed back down that night, And slowly prayed for them to be alright.
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Post by sweetxcatastrophex on Jun 3, 2006 18:32:45 GMT -5
Lovely.....God I wish I could write like that
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Post by yuki on Jun 3, 2006 18:34:12 GMT -5
^_^ I have more. I like this one also.
Native Soul
The spirit of the Native Soul, The loud sound of the howling wind. The depths,dark, silent of a hole, Watch The way the heart will mend.
The silent song of a broken laugh, The blazing smoke from a dark fire. The smoky view of a wooden staff, Let us all out.Call for desire.
Let the young girl be free.Sing, Let the girl give us a blessing. The cry of the overhead birds. The echo of a pure loud ring, The vanquish of the Natives, unguessing. The last of the Native words....
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Post by sweetxcatastrophex on Jun 3, 2006 18:38:12 GMT -5
Now I am really jealous...you don't even want to see what I write... Anyways that is also lovely
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Post by yuki on Jun 3, 2006 18:41:15 GMT -5
Poems can never be bad. Its what you are feeling at the time. Lemme see one of yours. Please. *gives puppy eyes*
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Post by sweetxcatastrophex on Jun 3, 2006 18:42:07 GMT -5
Umm...I will show you tomorrow because I have to leave now anyways.
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Post by yuki on Jun 3, 2006 18:42:51 GMT -5
Okay.. Bye.
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Post by sweetxcatastrophex on Jun 3, 2006 18:46:12 GMT -5
I will post a poem now because I can't say no to the puppy eyes.
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Post by yuki on Jun 3, 2006 18:49:18 GMT -5
Hehe.
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Post by Malice In Wonderland on Jun 4, 2006 11:46:08 GMT -5
You peom is so beautiful. I might post some of my own crappy work on her if you don't mind reading something thats like acid on your eyes... I write good people tell me, but I think i can do better sometimes..XD
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Post by yuki on Jun 7, 2006 13:14:01 GMT -5
Another Poem..Eh.. yeah.
Lost
One evening night, Very long ago. There once was a boy, Who just had to go.
A girl he left alone, Sweet, cold,and blonde. He said he coulnt stay, He had stayed too long.
He forever left her alone, Forever left her cold. he forever left her broken, Forever left her lost.
Now the girl is much older, And more lonely than ever. Since that night long ago. When he left her alone.
Eh..?
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Post by Skittle on Jun 7, 2006 15:56:07 GMT -5
I like the second one best.
It made my brain happy. (:
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Post by Old Treecko on Jun 13, 2006 18:29:28 GMT -5
They're all so... great. My poetry comes from the heart. It takes me about a year to write a great one. Otherwise, it's a bunch of crap. And I mean it. My strong emotions don't come easily, but they're finally coming frequently (probably because I'm getting older).
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