Thursday, May 15, 2008
I WANT TO WRITE POEM!!!!!!
So I thought and thought,
with my pen in mind.
But it was for a keyboard,
that laid 'front me.
But fondly I remembered,
It was pen whom I used
to write my words,
to explain my life,
and just, maybe.
to become tis friend.
Of yours to be.
OK, that is simply crap. hahahahaha
I just anyhow write lah, no meaning one. haha. so lame you must be thinking!
But I just got the super poetry mood, which I don't understand.
I'm thinking of writing a poem,
yet with my capabilities, I have far yet acheive.
I seek thy help,
Literature addict!
Chester, Come forth,
short knight, I see?
No matter what,
I seek your help.
Valient short knight, chester is!
lol!!!!
ok lah, idk chester got take literature anot..
So anybody, YES!
anybody taking literature can help me change this poem?
Is 'bout the flies, you know...
That comes in one season that keeps raining.
And they are like so noisy and scary lahh..
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I remember so long as it has past.
Buzzing, buzzing insects,
buzzing all 'round.
Attracted by light,
in the house?
I remember so long as it has past.
How I clicked the lights
and it was dark.
I hid so scared, lonely and sad,
alone alone,
in a big big house.
I called mother,
but I already know,
she won't be home,
Till the nights fall to dark.(?).
I remember so long as it has past.
The insects whom has fallen,
to the cold, hard floor.
and with wings dessected,
they can't live for long.
I remember so fondly,
how my family screamed so much,(?)
So much for joy.(?)
This whole paragraph is (?)
I remember so long as it has past,
Of bodies and bodies,
of dead creatures,
lying on the floor
waiting to be taken,
away from tis floor.
Pratically everything needs changing.
The only thing left, perhaps i think.
Would be a concept of and poor little insects.
and wriggling wings. eeee.
lol.
PLEASE GIVE MY POEM A MAKE OVER!!!
swinger rode the Shrimp Boat.
5:06 PM
