Wraithgirl911

Okay, but I have to go and do my chores...*Mumbles* Bye bye and may the force be with you....

alright, you'll be back right?

*Shrugs* Well my poems weren't very good. I usually write stories, and do alright at that.

OMG. I love to write stories. I'm going to be an author. Hey, i can copy a story on to this site and you can read it!

No seriously, I write REALLY bad poems. XD Sorry about how long it took me respond I was looking at a website and kinda forgot I was on FAC. <<; >>;

i don't know what that's like to write bad poems. I usually use death or sad feeling as inspriration.

Calls of birds
Drifting throught the forest
Like tiny ants moving on the forest ground
The leaves crunch
Vines spiral up the trees in an endless stream
Home, in a hollow trunk

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Yeah I'm still here. ^^;;; I have issues...Mostly with remembering stuff.

Your welcome, yeeeaahh....Basicly. XD LoL

oh c'mon. Anybody can write a poem. I was thinking of the poem as i was going along, writing it. I just typed it in one day when i was talking to firehead.

In a world where she disappears, no one can understand her. if she were to leave, her life would be unchanged, timely passings and no one calling her name. no echo heard in the distance but a sad shadow on a distant path. dust she was and invisible, she remains.

hello

Kk, nice poems by the way, me+poetry=disaster waiting to happen. XD

thank you. So what are you saying, you can't write poems?

okay, i'm back

Welcome back.

Cool, cool.

hold on a sec, i've gotta go take out my dogs but it'll be quick. Read this in the mean time.

Poems
By ME

Wolves
Wolves look cute and nice
But they aren’t
They’re furry
Their eyes glow yellow in the night
They wonder around in packs
And howl at the moon
And when it’s full
They let out their true instincts

A Rose
A rose I always put on my bed
And when I sleep it’s by my head
I go on day by day
And as I grow up, it withers away

Red
The color of a rose
The color of blood
The color of my dress
The color of my hands
Before everything went BLACK

Lost Love
Where did the happiness go?
Where did the care-ness go?
Where did my husband go?
Where did our love go?
Out the window…with him
(Kidding)

Movie
I want to watch the movie!


Almost Gone
I come into a forest that is dark and black
I’ve walked too far; there’s no turning back
But in the shadows I see a light
The light is shining so bright
I move closer to it
But it moves away
Is this light at play?
I try to catch it but it’s quick
Then I wake up in a hospital for the sick
I hear someone say
“We almost lost you but you’re okay”
I lay there thinking in the bed
Did I almost end up…?
(End up what)

White Dress
I see a girl in a dress
But I can’t ell what color it is
Is it black?
brown
red
orange
Everything looks dark
And who is that girl in that box?

The Eagle
The eagle is up in the sky
It flies so high
It’s wings spread out so far
I can clearly see the white hair around his eyes
It’s still up in the clear blue sky
Flying so high



The Twin Towers
Sky reaching towers
Standing tall for all to see
Fall down in sorrow

A Queen
A silken dress
Worn by a mistress
With lace through the corset
The color, a blue velvet
Frills at the end
Something a professional tailor can mend
Sleeves that dangle to the waist
Ends of the cuffs as white as paste
A beautiful woman in the gown
And atop her head, a crown

A Queen
(Revised)
A silken dress
Worn by a mistress
With lace through the corset
The color, a blue velvet
Frills at the end
Something a professional tailor can mend
Sleeves that dangle to the waist
Ends of the cuffs as white as paste
On her shoulders, a robe of satin
Along her staff are words in Latin
Curly hair in a bun
Some strands dangle loose, for fun
Eyes a shade of blue as well
From heaven they say she fell
Cheeks a lovely red, that of a rose
She stands erect, a perfect pose
White hands that are gentle to the touch
More rings on her left hand but not much
Sapphires, diamonds, pearls, are a few of her many rings
A queen is who wear these many things

Meh, alright, how about yourself?

good. I'm writing a starter story right now.