Submissions by frenchfri
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Mar 2012 9:51pm
25th Mar 2012 9:51pm
freaking.
so cool,
so freaking cool,
cooler then the icebergs somewhere on top or below this earth,
poems stuck in my head
everythings a poem.
just wanna keep writing.
maybe one day ill beh a freaking poet.
still angry but so happy.
why.?
never happen to me befor.
is it really just love.?
is it really.?
it cant be, its impossible
i have fallen deeper then the deep blue sea for him. why.?
hes one of a kind.
maybe, just puppy love?
maybe I have been blinded by his...
so freaking cool,
cooler then the icebergs somewhere on top or below this earth,
poems stuck in my head
everythings a poem.
just wanna keep writing.
maybe one day ill beh a freaking poet.
still angry but so happy.
why.?
never happen to me befor.
is it really just love.?
is it really.?
it cant be, its impossible
i have fallen deeper then the deep blue sea for him. why.?
hes one of a kind.
maybe, just puppy love?
maybe I have been blinded by his...
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STORY POEM
Published
25th Mar 2012 2:27am
25th Mar 2012 2:27am
sick.
I was sick- sick unto death with that long agony; and when
they length unbound me, and I was permitted to sit, I felt that
my senses were leaving me. The sickness that it gave me was
unbearable. I couldn’t believe that whatever was happening, that
it was me it was me it was happening to. It felt like a dream. I
struggled to run but whoever was there wouldn’t let me. It was
dark, but just enough light came from what seemed to be a
gunshot whole in the roof, allowed me to see part of my
surroundings,...
they length unbound me, and I was permitted to sit, I felt that
my senses were leaving me. The sickness that it gave me was
unbearable. I couldn’t believe that whatever was happening, that
it was me it was me it was happening to. It felt like a dream. I
struggled to run but whoever was there wouldn’t let me. It was
dark, but just enough light came from what seemed to be a
gunshot whole in the roof, allowed me to see part of my
surroundings,...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Mar 2012 2:19am
25th Mar 2012 2:19am
ugh..
Shaking,
Cold.. Angry..
Fist hurts
Wish the wall would hurt so I’m not alone.
Shaking,
Just to stop the fighting I put my feeling aside to make you happy,
People tell me I shouldn’t, people tell me it’s not right,
But all I want is for you to be happy,
Is it so wrong to be angry that you tell me not to tell my friends I love them when you do it?
Is it so wrong to be angry that you tell me not so smoke when you go and do it.?
Is it so wrong to be angry that I can’t talk to guys when you talk to girls?
Is it so wrong to be angry...
Cold.. Angry..
Fist hurts
Wish the wall would hurt so I’m not alone.
Shaking,
Just to stop the fighting I put my feeling aside to make you happy,
People tell me I shouldn’t, people tell me it’s not right,
But all I want is for you to be happy,
Is it so wrong to be angry that you tell me not to tell my friends I love them when you do it?
Is it so wrong to be angry that you tell me not so smoke when you go and do it.?
Is it so wrong to be angry that I can’t talk to guys when you talk to girls?
Is it so wrong to be angry...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2012 8:46pm
22nd Mar 2012 8:46pm
thinking..
thinking..
writing..
what am i writing.?
a poem?
a story.?
a novel.?
trying to think..
cant think, theres to much on my mind.
mind?
we only use 10%
amaging 100%
genious.?
nahh
scientist.
in poetry?
maybe..
think.. thinkk.. thinkkk..
done.
writing..
what am i writing.?
a poem?
a story.?
a novel.?
trying to think..
cant think, theres to much on my mind.
mind?
we only use 10%
amaging 100%
genious.?
nahh
scientist.
in poetry?
maybe..
think.. thinkk.. thinkkk..
done.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2012 00:26am
22nd Mar 2012 00:26am
death
death..
nothing more.
just dead.
do you really think that.?
death IS sad.
but you cant dwell on it.
because the more you do.
the less you will acomplish.
keep in mind.
life.
is only lived once.
make it.
the BEST you can.
nothing more.
just dead.
do you really think that.?
death IS sad.
but you cant dwell on it.
because the more you do.
the less you will acomplish.
keep in mind.
life.
is only lived once.
make it.
the BEST you can.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2012 00:19am
22nd Mar 2012 00:19am
power, love, hate, pain.
power is great.. love is fine.. hate is strong.. pain.. is to die.
But all these things make up some of the greatest people in history.. you need all these thing to be a person.. everyone has power over something wether it is big or small.. everyone loves wether it a person or animal.. everyone hates wether its a human or object.. everyone has pain wether it physical or mental.. THESE are the main things in people. power.. love.. hate.. pain.. alot of things stream off of them.. sometimes people go mad with tomuch, but isnt that a part of life.?
But all these things make up some of the greatest people in history.. you need all these thing to be a person.. everyone has power over something wether it is big or small.. everyone loves wether it a person or animal.. everyone hates wether its a human or object.. everyone has pain wether it physical or mental.. THESE are the main things in people. power.. love.. hate.. pain.. alot of things stream off of them.. sometimes people go mad with tomuch, but isnt that a part of life.?
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