5/21/2013 12:29:40 AM
Topic:
The Judas Case
Nato Calubiran
Posts: 7
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At brink of solace
Out in the open space
Where Judas died
It's where I'd hide
The crickets chirping
And the wind is whistling.
People have been dying
The lords are laughing
This is life's agony
This place of tyranny
A world of sorrow
People without good tomorrow.
Oh Judas
Where art thou?
Has been out heard
Has been outspoken
Has been loved
Has been broken
To my sorrowful country
I'd give myself, I'd bury
For dead is Judas
Not a boy but a lass
A case filled with lies
Brought you to your demise.
Their faces with a grin
Without realizing their sin
I'd sure miss you
Even the others won't do
I'll sure miss you saying "hi"
I'd bury myself and so here I lie.
Pls. do leave a comment after reading...
thanks :3
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5/21/2013 12:29:08 AM
Topic:
The Judas Case
Nato Calubiran
Posts: 7
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At brink of solace
Out in the open space
Where Judas died
It's where I'd hide
The crickets chirping
And the wind is whistling.
People have been dying
The lords are laughing
This is life's agony
This place of tyranny
A world of sorrow
People without good tomorrow.
Oh Judas
Where art thou?
Has been out heard
Has been outspoken
Has been loved
Has been broken
To my sorrowful country
I'd give myself, I'd bury
For dead is Judas
Not a boy but a lass
A case filled with lies
Brought you to your demise.
Their faces with a grin
Without realizing their sin
I'd sure miss you
Even the others won't do
I'll sure miss you saying "hi"
I'd bury myself and so here I lie.
Pls. do leave a comment after reading...
thanks :3
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5/20/2013 9:20:16 PM
Topic:
I'll never forget dying
Gabe Shelly
Posts: 20
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I'll never forget dying--
It was one of the best things that ever happened to me--
Because I lived
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5/20/2013 2:27:18 AM
Topic:
Melancholy Memory : Forever Alone
Nato Calubiran
Posts: 7
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Do remember me
Hope tangled on a string
Love isn't a thing
Arrogance
Like a fallen tree
Branches and twigs wither
The whole body suffers
Pestilence
Love is full of lies
Full of hatred and despise
Bringing people demise
Entropy
I keep on waiting
For the tree to bear fruit
For the fruit to ripen
This patience
I love you so much
My reason for breathing
The reason I'm living
Mannequin
This is my entry for the contest
Melancholy Memory
Pls. leave a comment after reading.
:3
edited by Yamawaro on 5/20/2013
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5/20/2013 2:26:22 AM
Topic:
Melancholy Memory : Forever Alone
Nato Calubiran
Posts: 7
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Do remember me
Hope tangled on a string
Love isn't a thing
Arrogance
Like a fallen tree
Branches and twigs wither
The whole body suffers
Pestilence
Love is full of lies
Full of hatred and despise
Bringing people demise
Entropy
I keep on waiting
For the tree to bear fruit
For the fruit to ripen
This patience
I love you so much
My reason for breathing
The reason I'm living
Mannequin
This is my entry for the contest
Melancholy Memory
Pls. leave a comment after reading.
:3
edited by Yamawaro on 5/20/2013
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5/18/2013 9:00:48 PM
Topic:
You and me, we are energy
Gabe Shelly
Posts: 20
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You and me, we are energy;
The leftover remnants of stars
That helped create us and planets as Mars.
And when we die, no need to cry
For I think then we become ourselves again.
But if you want to fear some great ill
Be here for the "Great Crunch or Chill"
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5/18/2013 7:11:05 PM
Topic:
Use of a dash in iambic pentameter
Mark Nesky
Posts: 1
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I am writing my first sonnet and using classic iambic pentameter. I want to use a dash to signal a pause. Do I count that as a syllable?
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5/18/2013 8:51:38 AM
Topic:
Lesbo Island in hearts
cheung shun sang
Posts: 14
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Lesbos Island….
Sappho lyric poems were so concise and good.
Much directed and good are like the pictures drawn for loves. Songs ofkissing loves and tonguing sexes for women just were poetic life.
However Sappho works are rare to see for modern now.
Many works did loss in middle ages of olden times.
Lesbianism comes to thoughts as human natures.
Also when those girls had a evil father. Who may also had a kind andbetter mom.
Asian traditions sexes are more unclean in views of peoples. Sexes couldsin. So as males are so prominent in social poses and so esteem birth and growthat male homosexual do very bad and much undermine by peoples rites especiallyfrom and in our olden day.
However women positions living societies all may lower so female homosexualmost could more agreeable that is women just could be sexes instruments infates.
True to say that Lesbianism life is gay is please is bliss.
Due to facts as both their partner come with slowly heat but much formore as vigor orgasms.
Also women orgasms take the longer pleasures.
However scandals travel fast and those who play a prank and jokes andother really bad to treat them and label them whether they are male or femalehomosexuals.
Dreams are tosses are base and gross and not for lesbians coming do.
Lesbians some are gleeful good for owning female sexual organs due toorgasms. Lesbians want for other just to joy and please for female status. Wanttheir partners do admired to their female preparing organs that due to orgasms.
------------Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3------------------
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5/17/2013 10:01:50 AM
Topic:
Jail Baiting
George Seagull
Posts: 1
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Spring is here,
So yeah,
It’s raining.
I could probably carry you
With one arm,
And keep you from harm
With the other one too.
I guess that’s why I feel guilt.
You’re a little to little.
Your mind is still brittle,
Easily filled up with filth.
But ad some peanuts,
And that brittle looks tasty.
The way you’re languid when hasty.
Ties a knot in my gut.
And that strut of the little girl that you are
Has water drooping from my mouth.
I’m like the sad stratus clouds,
That dribble on the passing cars.
I’m Petrarch and Dante born anew,
A perverted old fool,
Who thinks it’s still cool
To mix up some words in his bubbling stew
Of lascivious longing
For an underage girl.
But I like the way your hair swirls
And I bet I’d like wronging
You.
Little lazy teen.
Best that this remains unseen.
For who
Would forgive me,
Bet that’s not who I’ll be.
I’ll just stick to my whisky.
Maybe wait one more year.
edited by George Seagull on 5/17/2013
edited by George Seagull on 5/17/2013
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5/17/2013 2:08:05 AM
Topic:
ELA
Nato Calubiran
Posts: 7
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Story little boy who
Who's in love with you
Wants to be together
Wants to be with you forever.
I like your style
I like your smile
I like who you are
For me you're my star.
As the autumn breezes
And all the cold wishes
The leaves just keep on falling.
We keep on parting
We keep on fleeting
The past is far gone.
ELA
Would you remember me
Little boy blue
A little boy who loved you.
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5/17/2013 2:07:31 AM
Topic:
ELA
Nato Calubiran
Posts: 7
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Story little boy who
Who's in love with you
Wants to be together
Wants to be with you forever.
I like your style
I like your smile
I like who you are
For me you're my star.
As the autumn breezes
And all the cold wishes
The leaves just keep on falling.
We keep on parting
We keep on fleeting
The past is far gone.
ELA
Would you remember me
Little boy blue
A little boy who loved you.
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5/17/2013 2:06:00 AM
Topic:
hello.
Nato Calubiran
Posts: 7
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:3
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5/16/2013 8:35:30 PM
Topic:
Galaxies Apart
Sharon Van Buskirk
Posts: 117
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Hurting you wasn't my intention
For me to keep sanity
My spirit halted me with anintervention
You're a shot in the dark
Our minds are galaxies apart
Too much conflict
While I disliked it,
You seem to be an addict
I'm more content
Finding less and less to vent
My battles are fought by me
Your battles are an Odyssey
Clash of the Titans, Greek mythology
Too much drama for me
I'll retreat while you cry to yourmomma
Hopefully peace and happiness find youtomorrow
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5/16/2013 8:17:35 PM
Topic:
You and me, we are energy
Gabe Shelly
Posts: 20
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You and me, we are energy;
The dust from stars
That created us and planets as Mars.
And when we die it's okay to cry
Since we may then just become energy again;
That doesn't have a mind and is unrefined,
Having no soul as it goes into a Black Hole
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5/14/2013 9:31:25 PM
Topic:
The Darkness is coming again
Gabe Shelly
Posts: 20
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The Darkness is coming again--
And I can see no end.
My Jealous-Hate is tapping at the door...
It is crying--
Can you hear it--
It is crying for something more
If there be Light at the end of this Night--
Still the Loneliness will not
The Darkness is coming--
Can you hear it--
It is coming again,
And I can see no end
edited by Gabe on 5/14/2013
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5/14/2013 8:26:12 PM
Topic:
Hi :)
Amy Ferguson
Posts: 1
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Hi everyone!! I'm Amy.. so glad to have found Poetry Soup!
Not a whole lot to tell about me I'm afraid..
I'm married, I have 2 great kids *yes I know all mothers say this, but in my case its true ;0)* well I say kids their 21 and 15 lol
I'm an avid reader and writer. I've always enjoyed it.. the act of putting words to my emotions or my interpretations. I hope you enjoy them, if you care to check them out and I look forward to reading all of yours!
Oh can someone tell me how to respond to comments on my poems? I know someone else posted the same question on another forum, but they didnt receive an answer..so Im trying here  Thanks!!
Amy
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5/14/2013 4:48:16 PM
Topic:
Lazy Day
Teresa Lindsay
Posts: 8
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Lying back on the green grass of spring
Watching the late afternoon sun set
The sky ablaze with bright reds and oranges
Breeze softly whispering in my ear
Fireflys lighting the early evening
Tree frogs craoking, crickets chirping
Birds singing their last songs
Hearing the creek gentlely moving
Day fading into the night stars appear
Twinking far above my head, brightly
Moon sloftly glowing, showing me it's face
What a way to end the day, not a worry in mind.
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5/14/2013 4:44:17 PM
Topic:
Relationships
Joanne Hayward
Posts: 2
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I absolutely love this poem! It is just the type of thing that I would recite to myself throughout the day if I had written it to get my painful feelings out of my head so I could cope with them. I think this is a wonderful achievement. Well done!
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5/14/2013 4:41:32 PM
Topic:
Caught in a Current
Joanne Hayward
Posts: 2
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I am caught in a current
I am trapped in a tide
I struggle to escape
from the anguish inside.
Once I walked on a ledge
of uncertainty and doubt,
Now I plummet to Earth
but never find the ground.
I am splintered with glass,
I am stuck with a knife,
Shards pierce my heart,
I am drained of life.
I am tortured by hope,
I am betrayed by fear,
It hurts to accept
I am the only one here.
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5/14/2013 3:43:13 PM
Topic:
Next Bow, Soup member poet
Amin Jacek Pedziwiater
Posts: 1
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I have not yet met net set that it would be better in quantity of conjoint more than Your new quality.
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