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Vinch Valentine
12-27-2005, 02:04 AM
With every word we say
that is followed by a new day.
We start to understand
the beginning and the end.
Our past is our only freind
time is at a constant descent.
The future is waiting
With all the breaths that we are wasting,
all we have is our heart and feelings.
The lost loved ones
and the forgot meanings.
are we some giant starring at a ant hill,
or are we the ones looking up from the ant hill?
The questions are endless
the answers are unknown,
when time is ruthless
and our true intentions are unshown.
We only have one second to react to choice,
and we have no voice.
Death is to become
and we wait for it to come.
Some people face it,
others embrace it.
death is the only escape
freewill is an illusion,
after we notice its to late
we are at the conclusion.
Is the end the beginning?
what hapens after the fat lady is done singing,
time to wake up I hear the telephone ringing.
that is followed by a new day.
We start to understand
the beginning and the end.
Our past is our only freind
time is at a constant descent.
The future is waiting
With all the breaths that we are wasting,
all we have is our heart and feelings.
The lost loved ones
and the forgot meanings.
are we some giant starring at a ant hill,
or are we the ones looking up from the ant hill?
The questions are endless
the answers are unknown,
when time is ruthless
and our true intentions are unshown.
We only have one second to react to choice,
and we have no voice.
Death is to become
and we wait for it to come.
Some people face it,
others embrace it.
death is the only escape
freewill is an illusion,
after we notice its to late
we are at the conclusion.
Is the end the beginning?
what hapens after the fat lady is done singing,
time to wake up I hear the telephone ringing.
Prak
12-27-2005, 03:04 PM
I think this is probably the single worst attempt at poetry since that notorious Cloud Strife poem. And just like that one, I’ll bet rezo will love it!
Lord. C
12-27-2005, 03:19 PM
With every word we say
that is followed by a new day.
We start to understand
the beginning and the end.
Our past is our only freind
time is at a constant descent.
The future is waiting
With all the breaths that we are wasting,
all we have is our heart and feelings.
The lost loved ones
and the forgot meanings.
are we some giant starring at a ant hill,
or are we the ones looking up from the ant hill?
The questions are endless
the answers are unknown,
when time is ruthless
and our true intentions are unshown.
We only have one second to react to choice,
and we have no voice.
Death is to become
and we wait for it to come.
Some people face it,
others embrace it.
death is the only escape
freewill is an illusion,
after we notice its to late
we are at the conclusion.
Is the end the beginning?
what hapens after the fat lady is done singing,
time to wake up I hear the telephone ringing.
that is followed by a new day.
We start to understand
the beginning and the end.
Our past is our only freind
time is at a constant descent.
The future is waiting
With all the breaths that we are wasting,
all we have is our heart and feelings.
The lost loved ones
and the forgot meanings.
are we some giant starring at a ant hill,
or are we the ones looking up from the ant hill?
The questions are endless
the answers are unknown,
when time is ruthless
and our true intentions are unshown.
We only have one second to react to choice,
and we have no voice.
Death is to become
and we wait for it to come.
Some people face it,
others embrace it.
death is the only escape
freewill is an illusion,
after we notice its to late
we are at the conclusion.
Is the end the beginning?
what hapens after the fat lady is done singing,
time to wake up I hear the telephone ringing.
Bad poetry with spelling mistakes.
Dragoncurry
12-27-2005, 04:12 PM
Which one was the Cloud Strife poem lol?
Prak
12-27-2005, 04:16 PM
Denny
12-27-2005, 05:37 PM
ZOLTAN!
06-15-2006, 07:58 PM
hmm, i before e except after c did you go to school? lol..