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"Poetry corner"

The idea behind this place is that instead of starting your own thread with one poem they can all go in here instead.
Here is then, a place for your all your word's of beauty, anger, love, disappointment and anything else you care to add.

Night has come, the moon is bright
A deadly owl takes silent flight
A wolf howls in the distance
Those awake are in a trance.

Air is cold, beginnigs of frost
As warmth and leaves are slowly lost
Breath becomes a lingering mist
When winter comes and fall resist.

The silence that now slowlyt spread
Is only broken by the tread
The stealthy tread of creatures wild
Of the whisper of nature’s child

The wolf’s lone howl is heard once more
Crying it’s sorrows till throat grows sore
And I shiver with no clear thought
From cold or deep feelings, I know not.

I walk through a door
I see...
Another door
They both close and I am in darkness
Because of the doors in my way
I cannot escape the peril
Coming toward
From behind
And because of the doors in my way
Trapped! Trapped!
Unable to escape
Darkness! Darkness!
All around me
Unable to escape
I turn around
Again! Again!
And then
A light
A light of bright
Bright light of small proportion
Running toward the light
Ever growing
A dark figure in the center
Beckoning me to come nearer
As I come nearer
Toward the dark figure
Another light
A different color
A different figure
A light of brighter light
Both beckoning me to come nearer
I walk toward the first light
The bright red light
The other beckons ever more
I walk toward the second light
The bright white light
The other beckons ever more
I am so confused
Both figures promising
A better life
When I awake
I must choose
Or I will never wake up
I must choose
I must choose!
I must...
I wake up
I have escaped the darkness
I am in a bright white room
Unfamiliar faces
Worried faces
Surrounding me
Scared! Scared!
I can't sit up
I look around
With my eyes
Tubes! Tubes!
Tubes everywhere!
In me!
Around me!
I can't move my legs
I can't move my arms
And I realized
The light I took
The red one
I fall back to sleep
And it starts all over
Again! Again!
But instead
I wait for the white light
It appears!
I run straight for
The white light
I ignore the red
I wake up
I have escaped the darkness again
I am in a bright white room
Those same unfamiliar faces
Those same worried faces
Surrounding me
Scared! Confused!
I can't move at all!
I fall back to sleep
And it starts all over
Again! Again!
I see the red light
I run straight for
The red light
I ignore the white
I wake up
I have escaped the darkness yet again
I am in a bright white room
Those same unfamiliar faces
Those same worried faces
Surrounding me
I sit up
I look around
With my head
I move my legs
I move my arms
I look at the faces
I know who they are
My family
Back in the darkness
Looking at the two lights
I am confused
Then I realize
I am never going to escape
The darkness
Whatever I see
Within those lights
Will only be
An illusion
And nothing more
Those illusions
Will only be for
A few seconds
And back into the darkness
Where I will stay
The longest

Ha, genius. :-D

Once upon a chair
At a distant lonely desk
There sat a simple person
With something on his chest

So he tried to type it out
On the forums that he liked
With no idea or reason
For the things he tried to write

And when he went and finished
And clicked to post the rhyme
They lapped it up like sealpups
And praised him for his time

The writer he felt wanted
So tried to post again
Some words about his feelings
Of what he felt right then

The expression was a feeling
The drug was of the praise
But the sadness was a-breeding
And his mind became a maze

It seemed the way to combat
The confusion pent inside
Was to keep on writing poems
Until the feeling slowly died

But the child began to realise
That his poems were a curse
Because he couldn't speak his feelings
Unless they were in verse

So I say to all that write in here
To keep this thought at heel
That if you write a poem out
To tell us how you feel
Then I ask you to try and think again
Of how one should transmit
Their thoughts and feelings deep inside
Instead of writing... rubbish

I found it hard
Not to stare
At the man
Who was not there

I saw his look
Of shocked surprise
Then he ran
And tried to hide

"Go away!"
He said to me
"And be the man
You want to be"

That was advice
I could not bear
I didn't take it;
He wasn't there

If you had an itch
would you scratch it?

What if you knew that it was going to go away,
probably forever.

would you scratch it then?

Shagmates

Shagmates
Are great
Until they
Fall in love
Then you must kill them
And it gets messy
So wear old clothes

I think that was a series of haikus.

Sea Critters

Why
Are people offended by
Images

Of a dolphin
Made of Toy
That slowly

Chomps

Upon the thumb
Of a Human ????
????

Maybe they
Think it's a
Nipple. Or
Widgy.

Either way, it isn
'T a banning offence.

Bring back Na
Sh and Mem
O!

Never

Never, never,
Shave your ass.
Unless, unless,
You like using friction as an alternate power source.
'Tis not nice.
[S]wax if you must