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All these poems here are fantastic !....ewe are all very talented indeed !
Quote from: Karen W. on 02/12/2009 08:17:55Quote from: Mr. Scientist on 01/12/2009 23:06:47So this will be my second poetry thread... Karen made some excellent ones last time, and the topic we seemed to adhere to was love. This time let it be its antithesis... hate. [!]So did you.. I don't know how to write of hate.. so I will read this instead of participating.Ewe could of written:I know not how to write of hateI'll just read not participate
Quote from: Mr. Scientist on 01/12/2009 23:06:47So this will be my second poetry thread... Karen made some excellent ones last time, and the topic we seemed to adhere to was love. This time let it be its antithesis... hate. [!]So did you.. I don't know how to write of hate.. so I will read this instead of participating.
So this will be my second poetry thread... Karen made some excellent ones last time, and the topic we seemed to adhere to was love. This time let it be its antithesis... hate. [!]
Quote from: Karen W. on 02/12/2009 09:40:45No I know hate but also know the dstruction it brings to my heart and life if I alow it to live inside of myself.. like a egg that rots from the inside out..it is awful.good answer
No I know hate but also know the dstruction it brings to my heart and life if I alow it to live inside of myself.. like a egg that rots from the inside out..it is awful.
Quote from: neilep on 02/12/2009 13:49:58Quote from: Karen W. on 02/12/2009 08:17:55Quote from: Mr. Scientist on 01/12/2009 23:06:47So this will be my second poetry thread... Karen made some excellent ones last time, and the topic we seemed to adhere to was love. This time let it be its antithesis... hate. [!]So did you.. I don't know how to write of hate.. so I will read this instead of participating.Ewe could of written:I know not how to write of hateI'll just read not participate LOL..LOL Yes indeedy I could have... LOL...but you see I left it for you to do, cause you do it so well...LOL..and it was Kwality poetry and you know it!
now neilep can make us laughwith tales of such smelly fartsthe sheep i think might need a bathhis rhymes are über smart
Poverty of hate.Hate is a hot iron,that can sear the mind.With coals of envy,and wounds of many kind.The price is much higher,when one chooses to hate.Than that for the hated,and greater misery the fate. So choose well your course,and remember there's a price.For every contemptous rage, and every tortured vice.................Ethos
I think some of these are hillarious! GW
A jolly copper went out one night,Upon his policeman's old pushbike."I'll keep the streets safe for you"He said as he trod in some doggy do.He raised his hand up to his helmet,Then bent his knees to air his pelmet."Good evnin' all" he did then say,Got out his truncheon which he started to sway.'Ello, he thought, what's goin' on 'ere,I shall investigate, for I have no fear.Into the car park he did stroll,To investigate a steamy car was his goal.He pointed his torch in through the glass,And the sight that met him left him aghast."What the devil" the copper exclaimed,As he trod in something nasty once again."Wind down this window" the copper did shout,And as it opened the steam billowed out."It's alright constable" a young man said,"This is my girl Doris and my name's Fred".They'd been for drive to a restaurant,Now sat in the back 'cause there's no room in the front.It got a bit steamy at the end of the night,"When you looked in the window, it gave us a fright".Now the copper looked and after checking,The young man said "we were only necking".But the copper asked "What's this you threw away?""And please, young sir, put your neck away!"
Quote from: Ethos on 02/12/2009 03:32:40Poverty of hate.Hate is a hot iron,that can sear the mind.With coals of envy,and wounds of many kind.The price is much higher,when one chooses to hate.Than that for the hated,and greater misery the fate. So choose well your course,and remember there's a price.For every contemptous rage, and every tortured vice.................EthosMy Prison:I live in this prison and, I've placed each and every stone.A prison of my own making,I stay here and am quite alone.A prison of my own making,yet I possess a key.A key of great weight, so heavy,that I shall never be set free.This key of great weight, so heavy,and no escape as my fate.This test so huge and fearful,that I stumble under it's weight.This test so huge and fearful,in this prison of my own making.With a key of great weight, so heavy,my heart fails due the shaking..................Infy,.........aka; Ethos