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Post by John Barnett on Jan 15, 2004 16:30:55 GMT -5
Who Are You?
That's my question
A question that covers a lot of ground
Think about it for a moment before you answer
So tell me...
What dwells deep within the depths of your soul?
What stirs inside your heart's little bowl?
What spins around inside your mind?
Think about this, you'll be surprised at what you find
Is it love? Is it hate?
Is it something that will lead you to your fate?
This world is not enough for you and me
We are not the houses we live in
We are not the vehicles we drive
We are not the clothes we wear
We are not the food we eat
We are not the jobs we work
We are not the money we make
We are not the fads we chase
We are no the fantasies we live out in our minds
There is someting far more greater within all of us
It's time we face reality
The reality that we are walking and talking lifeforms...
And we have the ability to choose our own destinies
The things we own will end up owning us if we allow it
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Post by T.J. Barber on Feb 23, 2004 18:33:25 GMT -5
Great Job John. I enjoyed this one my friend.
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sweetest17sin
Virtuoso
don't frown! you never know who's falling in love with your smile!
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Post by sweetest17sin on Mar 2, 2004 22:41:41 GMT -5
nice job! im workin on a response!
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Post by Princess Angelica on Mar 17, 2004 11:39:23 GMT -5
Good poem. I have a response.
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Post by ::..::FoX::..:: on Mar 23, 2004 14:29:40 GMT -5
This is a very thought provoking poem, and definately sets the mood for this particular board, great job! And if my memory serves me correct, this is a Poet Club Original, eh?
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Post by Mikepoet on Apr 17, 2004 2:10:31 GMT -5
I'm a French Italion poet of 25 years. Black market baby from bougaloussa La. My adopted parents paid 100 dollars for me in 67. I came with several cigarette burns on a 3 mnth old baby. I am the usual bi-polar dual diognosed borderline personality disorder. I only lie when I have to and am usualy too truthful with out realizing the consequences.
I write about 8 lines of poetry a day 7 days a week and think way too highly of myself as a defense for the other crap my poetic ability has left blank. Am lost in a daydream and so horn dog it is unatural.
Long jet black hair with a good bit of grey and fingersized curls. Eyes are blue green grey and it does not help because although I love to flirt I am way too choosey over my mate. I will not settle cause I;m lonely.
My next relationship will be with a poet or writer or artist. Could handle a violin player or piano player as well. Grew tired of girls who live by their looks years ago. Looks are as shalow as shadows at sea.
I'm rambling here so that is me. Romance is the most important thing n life and peace of mind is far more important than a piece of ...well you get it.
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Seth
Virtuoso
Root Beer Float
Play something country!
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Post by Seth on Sept 20, 2004 16:31:08 GMT -5
I
Am nothing but a
Monster in the eyes of the world.
Lost in the dust,
Of people who truly deserve a
Spot in this judgmental yet
Terrific world.
Nice piece by the way and stellar avatar. Is it Sub-Zero, from Mortal Kombat?
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Post by beginswithKendsinG on Oct 19, 2004 20:33:35 GMT -5
I am the monster that took away what she had
I am the devil with out a heart that gladly took her hand
I am the sunset that can't be felt
and the cloud that can't be seen
I kill the very thing I want in all my dreams
But not the screams
I get what I deserve
Each time I close my eyes
reality takes turns
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Post by T.J. Barber on Oct 21, 2004 18:38:21 GMT -5
Interesting point there Kem...you know you really don't have to reply to this piece with an answer...that's what the board is for. But, hey...it is an interesting read...
TJ
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Post by beginswithKendsinG on Oct 24, 2004 23:23:58 GMT -5
I don't understand what your getting at...  |
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Post by Outcast on Feb 3, 2005 2:57:23 GMT -5
was up i loved the poem it was great
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calamityroo
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Hello again, my dear old friend, why do you leave so often now?
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Post by calamityroo on Feb 25, 2005 7:54:50 GMT -5
Great write! Really made me think about things.... Im a 16 girl forced to move around every 2-3 years b/c my parents dont know how to settle down. I am currently waiting for my car to get fixed so I can go off on my own... I go to a school where guys thinkits ok to try and rape little girls that walk down the hall ways. And yes, I am on of those little girls considering I'm 4'9 1/2". I guess I should tell how I look... I have brown hair that goes alittle past my shoulders, brown eyes, skinny but well muscled. I like playing sports like, field hockey (in-door made it to play-offs), hockey, football, and anything else that can be violent. I am interested in music and the arts. I play saxophone (all forms), trumpet, piano, learning the violin now, and can sing (soprano to tenor). I have a cat named Leo who is a maine coon. He is really cute I love him! I write fantasay pieces and anything that is sad. Yeah, thats all basically!  |
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Post by QueenofDarkness on Mar 3, 2005 15:58:08 GMT -5
Nice piece John.
Jeana
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