Re: Poetry House

#31
as i take my last bow say my last farewell
i take a look around i see friends i see strangers
but when i look up and dream i see baby jesus in a little manger
him curled up sucking on his thumb he was a sight to see so young
but when i look down again other people see a stage but i see only a cage
i wait for someone to release me but i loose my patience
like i do for this game it always seems the same everyday its just a fray
so in this short poem i am saying goodbye to friends and to enemys
this is the last day and the last say....farewell


welp this ends my ZE days good luck everyone hope you do good i may return one day but not in the near future
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Re: Poetry House

#32
*BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* goes the alarm clock.
I stir and slowly pull myself up out of bed.
I head downstairs and open the freezer to
find something to eat for breakfast. I decide
on an apple flavored toaster strudel. I pour
myself a glass of cold milk and sit down at
the table. I wolf my breakfast down and slam
my glass of milk. I take my dishes to the sink
and rinse them out. Suddenly my eyes flash
wide open and I zip up the stairs to hop in
the shower. What happened? one would ask.
Well it's actually quite simple.

TODAY IS THE BIG DAY! I think with a big grin.
I quickly finish my shower and start getting dressed.
I brush my teeth and comb my hair, then I finish up
getting dressed, pulling on my jacket nice and firm.
I fly back down the stairs and grab my keys, then I
zoom right out the door, almost forgetting to lock it
on the way out. I jump in the car, and take off straight
to the church. I zigzag through the traffic, almost flipping
several times, but I don't care! I only have 1 thing on my
mind right now and that's how lucky I am to have finally
reached this day. I arrive at the church and almost smash
the car into a wall because im so excited. I manage to park
somewhat safely, and I jump out, locking the car behind me
as I haul *** into the church. Once inside, I finally slow down
and find myself completely out of breath. I catch my breath,
straighten up and take my place at the altar. The bridesmaids
are escorted in by their male partners, and one pair at a time
they all take their places by the altar. I find myself fidgeting
uncontrollably, hoping I look at least half as good as her.
Suddenly the music changes, and out she comes, escorted by
her father. I take one look at her and I nearly faint. She is in
full white, blushing ever so slightly, and walking gracefully
down the aisle. I have to blink my eyes and check my pulse
to make sure I haven't died and gone to heaven, because
before me stands a heavenly angel. I whisper a quiet thank
you to heaven and compose myself. I take my vows before
the almighty Creator, and she does the same. When the
Justice of the Peace says "You may kiss the bride" I take
her hands in mine, and I kiss her with unbridled joy.

Today marked the best decision of my life, when I decided
it was time to marry the love of my life.

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This piece dedicated to someone extremely special to me
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Re: Poetry House

#33
Here's one just for the fun of it

Gale. What can i say about Gale?
Well, she's smart, she's fun, she's
a total riot and sometimes just
bleedin hilarious. She may not be
huge in physical size but I know
her heart is probably bigger than
she is.

She's always good for a laugh, and
she's never afraid to show how kind
she can be. At times she's too patient
for her own good, which I guess is good
given my energetic nature. If you get her
mad she won't hesitate to let you know.
She owns a few katanas so I don't advise
trying out her patience hehe.

She's young and she definitely enjoys it,
she's loyal right down to the core when it
comes to the ones she trusts. She may be
tiny but she's like a ninja. She's a heck of
a friend, always there to look out for those
close to her. She has her fair share of secrets
but hey so do I.

All in all, what can I say about Gale?
She's a hell of a friend with a ginormous
heart that is probably the size of Texas,
and in a bind she's definitely someone
I know I can trust.
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As Swift as the Wind that carries the Sand comes your DEATH

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Re: Poetry House

#34
Desert_Reaper wrote:Here's one just for the fun of it

Gale. What can i say about Gale?
Well, she's smart, she's fun, she's
a total riot and sometimes just
bleedin hilarious. She may not be
huge in physical size but I know
her heart is probably bigger than
she is.

She's always good for a laugh, and
she's never afraid to show how kind
she can be. At times she's too patient
for her own good, which I guess is good
given my energetic nature. If you get her
mad she won't hesitate to let you know.
She owns a few katanas so I don't advise
trying out her patience hehe.

She's young and she definitely enjoys it,
she's loyal right down to the core when it
comes to the ones she trusts. She may be
tiny but she's like a ninja. She's a heck of
a friend, always there to look out for those
close to her. She has her fair share of secrets
but hey so do I.

All in all, what can I say about Gale?
She's a hell of a friend with a ginormous
heart that is probably the size of Texas,
and in a bind she's definitely someone
I know I can trust.

+10 GP. Don't you ever make me cry again you-...you-!...ugh...Thank you very much.
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#35
Tiomnaithe do na Texan.

Comhlánaíonn sé dom ar bhealach i bhfad ró,
le a lán rudaí nach bhfuil fíor.

Áitíonn sé an cineáltas mian leis a thaispeáint,
leis na scéalta grinn iomadúla atá againn roinnte.

Feiceann sé tríd an fearg, agus mar sin le feiceáil i mo dalladh,
Mar i mo leicne dearga.

Níl mé ceann a iontaobhais. Ní féidir liom éigean riamh.
Ach tá sé an ceann a fuair trí mo bhac.

Leat a bhuachan.
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Re: Poetry House

#36
Lightning wrote:
Desert_Reaper wrote:Here's one just for the fun of it

Gale. What can i say about Gale?
Well, she's smart, she's fun, she's
a total riot and sometimes just
bleedin hilarious. She may not be
huge in physical size but I know
her heart is probably bigger than
she is.

She's always good for a laugh, and
she's never afraid to show how kind
she can be. At times she's too patient
for her own good, which I guess is good
given my energetic nature. If you get her
mad she won't hesitate to let you know.
She owns a few katanas so I don't advise
trying out her patience hehe.

She's young and she definitely enjoys it,
she's loyal right down to the core when it
comes to the ones she trusts. She may be
tiny but she's like a ninja. She's a heck of
a friend, always there to look out for those
close to her. She has her fair share of secrets
but hey so do I.

All in all, what can I say about Gale?
She's a hell of a friend with a ginormous
heart that is probably the size of Texas,
and in a bind she's definitely someone
I know I can trust.

+10 GP. Don't you ever make me cry again you-...you-!...ugh...Thank you very much.
Hehe <3 you too and your welcome :)

and you know telling me not to do something never works :P
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The Trouble Maker
As Swift as the Wind that carries the Sand comes your DEATH

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Re: Poetry House

#37
I dedicate this one to my wife, who has put up with so much when I am gone. Remember babe, I will love you more than you will ever know.


The Lord was creating a model for military wives and was into His sixth day of overtime when an angel appeared. The angel said, "Lord, you seem to be having a lot of trouble with this one, what's wrong with the standard model? The Lord replied, "Have you seen the specs on this order? This isn't a regular military wife I have been tasked to make. This order is for a Navy wife. She is going to have to be some kind of phenomenal creation."

"She has to be completely independent... possess the qualities of both father and mother... be a perfect hostess to four or forty four at a moments notice. Run on black coffee... handle every emergency imaginable without a manual. Be able to carry on cheerfully whether pregnant or down with the flu... and be willing to move to a new location ten times in a twenty year career... and, she must have six pair of hands."

The angel shook her head and exclaimed "Six pair of hands? Impossible."

The Lord continued, by saying, "Don't worry! I will give her an unusually large heart... that can swell with pride brought through her husband's achievements, capable of saying "I understand" when it really doesn't and "I love you" in the bleakest of circumstances. It has to be an unusually strong heart also, to sustain the pain of separations and to beat soundly when it is overworked and tired."

"Lord," said the angel, touching His arm gently, "Go to bed and get some rest, you can finish this project another day." "I can't stop now," said the Lord. "I am so close to the finished product. Already this model heals herself when she is sick, can play gracious hostess to as many as six unexpected weekend guests, and wave good-bye to her husband from the pier, airport or depot, without totally understanding why it is that he must go."

The angel circled the model of the Navy Wife, looked at her closely and sighed, "It looks fine, but it's too soft." "She might look soft," replied the Lord, "but she has the strength of a lion. You would not believe what she can endure." Finally the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek of the Lord's creation and announced "There's a leak. Something is wrong with this model. It is not surprising that it has cracked. You are trying to put too much into this." The Lord appeared offended at the angel's lack of confidence. "What you see is not a leak... it's called a tear." "A tear? What is it there for?" asked the angel. The Lord replied, "It's for joy, sadness, pain, disappointment, loneliness, pride and dedication to all the values that she and her husband hold dear." "You are a genius!" exclaimed the angel. The Lord looked puzzled and replied, "I didn't put that tear there."

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Re: Poetry House

#40
I couldn't resist doing another one on Gale >:D so here goes

Gale..hm what more can I say about this lil lady?

She's got more fire in her than a jalapeno

She's got more guts than a cow (they have 4 :P)

She's got more heart than anyone can know

She's got more feist than a chipmunk with an attitude

She's got more balls than they carry in a superstore.

She's got more insanity in her than neg from urban sports

She's got morals that could rival a saint

She's got.....ah hell I ran out of things to say.

Enjoy this one sis :P
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As Swift as the Wind that carries the Sand comes your DEATH

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