Friday, December 23, 2005

poem
spinning
twirling
loving the wind
jumping
singing
loving the sound

dancing
in
this magnificent room
dancing
with
your own day groom

the room could be dusty
the room could be dank
the room could be horrid
but this wouldnt bother u

for werever u are
with this one person
seems like freedom
from all reason

thats how u no
their the one
with whom u must
settle down


ya...its short....but i thot mayb3e it was cute an it deffinately wasnt dark^^
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Wednesday, December 21, 2005

names
i still need a name!!!!!!!!
VOTE
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Tuesday, December 20, 2005

poem....
A shot rings out
and suddenly the silence dwindles
as people run and shout
in this bloody battle

The clang of metal
and screams of agony
seem that they will go on
for eternity
in this bloody battle

Day dissapears
but still they risk everything
including more years
for one special thing
in this bloody battle

as they swing there club
as they thrust their sword
as they shoot their gun
there faces seem in horror

They are not thinking of their evil acts
but why they must commit them
they think of what would happen
to that one important thing

That one meaningful thing
they love enough to die for



(just my special note that isnt part of the poem)
notice i did not say WHAT they love enough to die for because for everyone it is different....for one person it could be money, for another it could be a person...for another it could even be something as evl as wanting to be a tyrant in the modern use of the word...also something as great as having a country great enough that they would die fo it....also, if u think about it...the horror on their face could be fear of what they are fighting for being destroyed because they die....and that they die...but the horror is most likely that if they die that means that they will never no if that important thing was acomplished...or if it was destroyed...
just food for thought....look at other aspects of the poem for more meaning...(honestly this was a whim like most poetry that ppl just find meaning in to help them....these things i mention are just wat i found reading it over........

K~
ps remember to vote for which name u like
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the name choices are on yesterday's so plz vote....
ya....names...yesterday....vote...

neways....

no poem today (maybe later but not time now)

K~
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Monday, December 19, 2005

name other than K~ (tho u can still call me that)
here are some that ppl helped me think up (som are not very pretty and i would hav to make a nickname out of them....)

fukuzatsusa -complx....i would just be K~ or susa....

hiden- mystery, wonder...

nue or kimera- chimera....as in for thatn one type of animal...

Kyasurriin- kathleen....it would just be K~ or kya.....

Kikai-mysterious...could also be called K~....

Jun or Kimusume-both mean innocent....so....ya....

i think that is all....i add more if i find one i love but when i asked some friends to sum up my personality in one word they said they couldnt cuz im complex but said maybe mysterious or somethng so now here are the ones i found in my random wanderings along those lines....plz tell me which u like best...


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another pathertic attempt at a poem
As the light dims
on my horrid life
i choose to sink rather than swim
in this pool i used to like

when everyone stops caring
thats wen u no ur done
when u shout and here no answer
thats wen u no ur alone

so hang up ur coat
and go home
to that place
u came from

sleep deep dreams
until the time
someone comes along
who starts to mind
whether u live or die

the light had gone
but now u wake
as a hand burning bright
pulls up out of the pool

just one person
is enough
to make the difference
between living and dying

remember this
the next time
u go along
with the crouwd
teasing and screaming
and laughing out loud
or just ignoring all together

that if u dont change ur ways
u migh regret it forever

for dying lives again never




ok ok....im bored so i no these arent the greatest....but plz dont MAKE FUN OF HOW BAD A POET I AM...i mean GOD...those comments yesterday were CRUEL....w/e

K~
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Sunday, December 18, 2005

poem
Blowing east to west
in the evening
follwing the sun
chilling everything

coats squeezed tight
frosty hair whips
even trees try as they might
move from trunk to leaf tips

lean east and be caught
by a bed of moving air
lean west and be blown
by a flowing river

the night stars were covered
by a blanket of cluody mist
but now that wind has cleared
even the sky

would u look at that
as u lean in to the east
u do fall down
but slowly and gently at least

The stars twinkle
exactly where they should be
the few things unmoved
by this places destiny



ok...i no it has no point literally
but think of it as a lyr poem (gateway to ur own understanding) and it can actually be quite cool...

K~
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Saturday, December 17, 2005

peom of day... ( ihavnet gon t sleep yet so i decided to post this early....yes im bored...
The glass grass sways
frosted with winter dew
green and gold leaves
wave with the wind

Winter flowers bloom
all that grows at this time
red and yellow pedals
in a sea of green and white

Frollicing throught this mini forrest
the deer leave there hoof prints
dancing along as the chorus
birds chirp on frost covered trees

These are foreshadowing
the season coming soon
spring will be upon us
before the strike of noon

for as i said before
this ice is only dew
found in the morn
when spring season is still new

old traces tend to stay
like dust from long ago
nd that is why
in spring there is still snow


by k~ (temporary)
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Friday, December 16, 2005

Home is...
Home isnt where u lived
the longest of all time
It isnt where uv paid
to stay for a while

Home isnt where the bed is
tho that is always a plus
Home is where uv had
the most of what was fun

Home isnt where u were born
and obviously this is tru
because many people scorn
that place as being dum

Home is where uv been
the happiest
Home is where ur smile
always looks the best

THis of course means u can have more than one
So dont fret
if at first u dont
find a wonderful home

I no this is tru
Because Ive had a few
Indeed if u wrote my life down
the one recuring prhrase
would always be
I have again moved

I can always go back
to those wonderful homes
whenever this one
has temporarily been destroyed

Never let urself down
because of ur environment...
i would no cuz ive been around
and let it happen to me

But dont be discouraged more if u become sad anyway
How special would happy be?
if u were happy every day...

by me....alas....i am nameless...i need to think of one soon....i keep trying,....dont go calling me no name yet....
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Thursday, December 15, 2005

ice
temprary rock in a liquid world
only forms when it is cold
stings with a bite
sharper than knives
so why are you surprised

that every bite is more bitter
in this mysterious weather
everything glitters with a new inner light
it may be foggy but u bet its bright

these rocks come out of the sky
or form on the ground
melting with the warmth of touch
and soon there is non around

ice: beautiful bright background
but sad and angry to the touch
bitter breacking bodies
and feared but loved as such

by me....
i still needa nickname :(....help!!!!!

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