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1380 days ago
i just realised that on the 3rd february this year was the first anniversary of this site woo in that time... written over 100 poems, a few are half decent i guess got one GCSE result (B in statistics ) corrected some major pieces of work's grammar because it made the pieces work better and am currently proving mrs jones wrong, i am good at french so ha.... aint been writing in this for a few reasons 1) been busy 2) more important things to do 3)been a bit down, but hey, nevermind eh? anyway... happy birthday to this site hopefully i can keep it going for a long while, so some people can keep updated with me and my works but moving on, how are people? comment as much as rats scurry and wind blows (no comments on what else blows, please) ciao Tadiris@hotmail.co.uk 1393 days ago
Roughly, the chance YOU are born is about 1:infinity, there has never, will never, isn’t anyone like you, be proud of that, you'll be the only one who can be proud of being who you are. Be free, be happy, be you. Have regrets, it helps you make choices in the future, keep the ones who mean the most, by telling them everything, Simply be alive You can’t come back for round 2, as much as we all would want to. We can’t take money to the grave, nor possessions, we only take the friendships, the choices we made. Make them things to be proud of, for eternity Take your time to watch the trees, the birds, and the life around you. Because who knows, you may miss it one day and regret not spending more time with it Life is as simple as it gets at our age, and every step is another learning curve we must travel Take someone with you; don’t go alone, power in numbers. Unity is the best thing we can have, because you always ...
1420 days ago
When the crow flew over the cuckoos nest At 12.15 to dawn, They thought it would be for the best, To leave and avoid the womans scorn. They would leave; To save their freedom , And sanity. But did they seriously believe They could escape in the calm? You see, in this profanity Of fleeing, They forgot, What they needed most; Right in the middle of the room. They all ended up agreeing That they would be caught If they went too close. So faced with doom And this loss. They had to leave, And travel across, And try not to grieve, And hope, Just hope, They would find their keys. i will do a decent ending another time
1433 days ago
(msn decided to update at my first try, so again, i lost some of the good stuff, as it DIDNT SAVE, for goodness sake its not hard to save a few words is it?) Firstly Time heals all wounds Yet Absence makes the heart grow fonder Both can't be true Now onto my main point This isnt a poem, I'm not sure what it is Let me tell you; That for many things Time will tell, But sadly not for all. There are reasons for the secrets: To save me from you, To save you from the truth, To save the light from the dark, To save the future. Time builds up the walls, Creates lies And Makes It Harder To tell And to remember, That once, These Things; They were not lies, They were not secrets, But things we said, Things we did, And things we were proud of. All lost: Maybe forever, Maybe for a few days, To forget Is to lose more than memories; It is to lose who you are, Something small, ...
1445 days ago
It takes only a minute to get crush on someone, an hour to like someone, and a day to love someone. But it takes a lifetime to forget someone. Don't go for looks; they can deceive. Don't go for wealth; even that fades away. Go for someone who makes you smile. Because it only takes a smile to make a dark day seem bright. Find the one that makes your heart smile. Maybe we meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one so that when we finally meet the right person. We will know how to be grateful for that gift. It's true that we don't know what we've got until we lose it, but it's also true that we don't know what we've been missing until it arrives. Giving someone all your love will not provide assurance that they'll love you back. Don’t expect love in return; Just wait for it to grow in their hearts. But if it doesn't, be content. It grew in yours. There are moments in life when you miss someone so much that you just want to pick them from your ...
