I wrote some poems a few years ago when I was supposed to be working in Chemistry class.

Here's one.

Gingerbread Ducks.

I once saw a duck, and thought
"I wonder..."
I wonder if you get gingerbread ducks.
They could be like gingerbread men,
Only duck shaped,
And waterproof.



Here's another!

A Poem

Oh, my woe,
Is based on an afro,
It's powers too great,
It's fabulously late.

And now I must go,
And hide from the 'fro...



I'll put more of them up soon. ^_^

I like them, "Gingerbread Ducks" was funny even though it didn't rhyme!

Revenge

I placed my faith in you
But what for I now know not
I followed and obeyed,
You left me here to rot.
Your power now is greater
Your vision is now full
But just think what will happen
When I climb out of this hole.
This wretched pit so dark and cold,
That stinks of pure disease,
And where, from the surface,
Drifts a rancid, rotten breeze.
You think you’ve won, don’t be so sure
For me, the sickness is the cure
While lying here, with hatred pure,
I smile knowingly.
You see, the bleak and the insane
Are reminiscent of my pain
The pain that plagues my dirty mind,
Certainly would strike some blind,
But I know how to take control
And use it to escape this hole.
Revenge will be sweet and long
My sword is singing your death song,
But trust no one, it might be me,
Now that I am finally free!
My footpaws pound the winter dirt,
Packed down and laced with frost,
Now you see a season isn’t all I’ve lost,
I’ve lost my tolerance for you,
And I will stand no more,
I’ll hunt you down and beat you hard,
For I now declare war!
I’m sure I’m not the only one around that wants you dead,
From ocean wet, to desert dry,
A price is on your head
A bounty paid for not with gold
But with the killing stroke,
The privilege to drop the noose
From which you soon will choke.
But now I’ve finally found you,
Cowering on the floor,
I have been given everything
I couldn’t ask for more!
My eyes stare straight into yours
But what they see is weak,
A gaze that betrays knowing
Of death painfully bleak.
My revenge is a sweet one,
Fulfilling at the least,
And to you I give these words:
Don’t betray a Hellbeast!

moved


nice poems! :ok:

Thank you very much! ^_^

I'll post another in a bit, but first, does anyone here happen to like Star Fox?

if it's anything like firefox, we don't mind, but keep the odes to it down.

ok, I'm sorry. I didn't want to offend you. please (pP with L of S and C on T) post you poem...

Well, you didn't offend me, but I can't post any poems until my computer starts working correctly, because for some reason the computer with all of my text files on it won't recognize abandonia as a website! I don't even know what's going on...

I'll post it as soon as I find out what's going on.

Some more of my old poetry for you all to enjoy!


My Uncondition

The many airs in which we breathe
Are undying in this age
They are amongst our wonders
And in this wonderful web page

This is unlikely
To be a pizza


So beware of James


He is out to get you...



The Lion

To be a pen
Is not very fun.
It's eternal doom
Is worse than a spoon.
And in the end
It will not be fed,
And curl up instead.

That is the life of a pen.

*chuckles* Very inventive, but not very much rhythym, a nice job nontheless

well, I might as well post one of mine... <.< not much though.


Eden Is Burning

Divine meaning or the conspiring doom?
Could this be the meaning, to be none at all?
Let these wounds heal and with time face the truth
What proof have you of our rise or our fall?
The privilege of failure seems distant to you
Open your eyes and you'll see you're the fool

Touch all the stars and count them to sleep
Give me a reason for angels to weep
Bleed all your sorrows or drink them away
Our God's its own end and we are the pain

Why is it that all the right things feel wrong?
We brought down the leader... dead all along


I know it sucks, but it's really good comparing to my first poems... well, tell me what you think, please.


By the way Iowa i liked your poems but they lacked rythm in my opinion. very good open poems nonetheless. oh, and can't you just put your poems in a disk? and move them from one computer to the other.

Cloudy, you rule man, hahaha. ;) gingerbread ducks was awesome!


PS: Iowa, might I ask how old you are?