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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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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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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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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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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Wednesday, December 14, 2005

My pathetic attempt at "happy"
im going to try to make this hapy................u might want to cover ur ears.....or gouge out ur eyes....whichever works best.....

I look out
to the sea
and wave at the ocean
waving back at me

I wade in the water
chest deep
and feel the sand
float around my feet

I splash the nearest person and
so the spray coming is my fault
within a second
I am spitting salt

this makes me laugh as i think
how wonderful is life
when ur with the ones u care for
in a place u like

I can always come back here
in my imagining mind
when i just want
to leave the world behind




by me......
comments plz....
seika (ps i need help thinking of a new nickname...)

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Tuesday, December 13, 2005

Never Have I Loved
Never have i
Dipped my brush
into the paint of love
tho i paint a picture
every single day

Never have i swam
in the warmth
of another's kiss

Never hav i let
myself fall into the ecstacy
of anothers soul

Never have i ran
all day and night just
to see a the face of
the one i love and trust

never have i lived
tho i think i do
every day
but arent so very many people
that very way?
thinking they have lived and learned
when they havent taken a step

i have learned
but learning is not life

never have i loved someone
so much that it hurts
never hav i experienced heartbreack
but then again
u cannot say i havent

for i think every night and day
wat is wrong with me
not even important enof
to be used and thrown away

So regretfully
i have lived half of life
the half that is heartbreack







yes i no i no this one SUCS....but i was in a hurry (i will improve it some other time but even then it wont be good cuz the stupid topic is retarded to....i mena to wants to hear how im so "inexperienced" even tho im not exactly "young" anymore....
owell...it ws the best i could think of right now cuz im relly tired....
seika


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Monday, December 12, 2005

Never Wake
my angelic kiss on newborn rosy cheek
down cover enfolds
tender head and limbs
sleeping with
the words i told before i left

Lay your head
on soft bed
and leave the rest to me

be ready for
another suns caress
fufill ur destiny

Never expect
wat comes next
or life becomes unberably bland

never reject
anothes aspect
as u drift through lifes plan

until the day
ur eyelids shut
one last time
drifting away
to a place
hopefully divine

when that day comes to rest
so will u
as i kiss u once again
ur soul flying with me soon

and i say
as we float along

up or down
i do not no
just that it has to be so
or life would not work as it would

so never wake
after this starlit night
hopefully u
have hunger satisfied

and so after two caresses
i bid u farewell and goodnight
long or little passed
i leave ur sight




yes this poem is narrated by the angel of life and death....i kindof ade two versions or if and put it together so plz tell me which part is better and which parts should be deleted....
aka i want ur input
seika
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plz
check yesterday's post cuz i rote an ok poem and i want comments...
seika
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Sunday, December 11, 2005

Broken
On a spring day
far away
a baby boy born

lungs make sound
probably the loudest theyll ever make
until sleep comes around
lids flutter in its wake

in a school yard
on a later day
nervous smiles form
a solid student starts

Studying day in and out
deciding what he wants to try
but hardships come about
and the schoolyard is a dream

In the dark
sparks fly
hammer flails
and crushing clangs cry

his muscles
now doing wat he wanted to do with his mind
adversity hardened face
fixed as he concentrates
with young aprentice at his side

in that smithy
later still
baby boy broken

last hammer come down
last piece finished
once hard muscles
screaming in denial
the mind lasts lifetimes
but brawn not as long

he knew this before
but could not change destiny
now he lays broken
in that cursed smithy

now he lies wailing
wat had ones been a scream louder than at birth
for now he lives
wat he feared the worst

being badly broken




by me....
i no im not that good and i need to learn better words.....but it was just something i thot of as i did my history hw...
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