What poem could you say that tells about your heart, spirit, or life? It could be a poem of yours own and it does not matter if it perfect or not.
I guess I will give this a shot.
I walk in a garden,
I see so many red roses,
All how do they reminded me of my one truth love,
A love only found by red roses,
And what is that I see in the far away distances,
But none other than a one black rose to let my heart know it's been crushed and left broken,
Only because of one black rose.
A poem and your heart.
Started by: mike9172 | Replies: 9 | Views: 793
Mar 10, 2015 4:53 AM #1323582
Mar 10, 2015 5:26 AM #1323591
that damn black rose, ruining everyones day.
Mar 10, 2015 10:09 AM #1323664
Roses are red, I have a phone,
nobody texts me, forever alone.
nobody texts me, forever alone.
Mar 10, 2015 10:10 AM #1323666
roses are red
Nightwing is blue
Rhyming is hard
I am batman.
LOLOLOL
Nightwing is blue
Rhyming is hard
I am batman.
LOLOLOL
Mar 10, 2015 10:19 AM #1323671
Protein is is white
So am I
No racism pls
lift 4 life
Fuck you mike and your gay ass threads [size=100]:^)[/size]
So am I
No racism pls
lift 4 life
Fuck you mike and your gay ass threads [size=100]:^)[/size]
Mar 10, 2015 10:46 AM #1323686
Pardon my tardy post
This post I worked on the most
It took me a while
For I lack such guile
This thread, why did you host?
I am a man who's distraught
Of the turbulent lifestyle I wrought
I want to believe
That I can relieve
And maybe live free of scot
Have you seen Doors #4?
About a man who runs to explore?
It's a wonderful show
And we cannot let go
It's the collab we all care for
This is a limerick I made
About limericks in cascade
But I have no clue
On what should I do
Into failure this has decayed
SSS, I've been expecting you // To show up out of the blue // All has been viewed // Now the thread will conclude // With that, I bid adieu
This post I worked on the most
It took me a while
For I lack such guile
This thread, why did you host?
I am a man who's distraught
Of the turbulent lifestyle I wrought
I want to believe
That I can relieve
And maybe live free of scot
Have you seen Doors #4?
About a man who runs to explore?
It's a wonderful show
And we cannot let go
It's the collab we all care for
This is a limerick I made
About limericks in cascade
But I have no clue
On what should I do
Into failure this has decayed
SSS, I've been expecting you // To show up out of the blue // All has been viewed // Now the thread will conclude // With that, I bid adieu
Mar 10, 2015 1:54 PM #1323763
Here's my attempt,
And here's my poem.
This is all there is,
So get fucking goin.
And here's my poem.
This is all there is,
So get fucking goin.
Mar 10, 2015 2:35 PM #1323793
roses are red
blood is too
how can you live
let me free you
with a swift stab in the neck
or bullet to the head
to be certain i'll check
we'll end up dead
you don't want to die
why not, your living a lie
it'd be easier to let go
blood is too
how can you live
let me free you
with a swift stab in the neck
or bullet to the head
to be certain i'll check
we'll end up dead
you don't want to die
why not, your living a lie
it'd be easier to let go
Mar 10, 2015 2:50 PM #1323800
Impious is egdythat poem was edgy
Mar 10, 2015 2:51 PM #1323802
A life full of pain,
Like a fire that burns my soul,
How can ye liveth happy,
If ye cannot find a breeze of wind to put out a burning fire,
For only a breeze of wind will set thy free from hurt and pain.
Like a fire that burns my soul,
How can ye liveth happy,
If ye cannot find a breeze of wind to put out a burning fire,
For only a breeze of wind will set thy free from hurt and pain.