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janaaaaaaa that was really good!
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"HE"
I used to be angry over what you did, but not anymore.
I see something now that I hadn’t before.
Yes you’ve tortured, raped and pillaged, and taken our land,
Taken our houses and food, made us live and eat in the sand.
I should hate you, and I do, but unlike the others I do not do so futily.
Because I see hope now, blossoming like a flower and growing inside of me.
The blind rage that once clouded my vision is gone,
now, without hesitation, I know what must be done.
It will start slow, it will start small, going undetected like a disease,
it will be a mighty wind, which at first you will dismiss simply as a breeze.
It will not be a rash act, full of heated emotion or blind rage,
It will be a calm calculated series of events that will bring about the new age.
You see, you were smart and you were thorough, when you began the campaign in 1915
Everything was double checked, but there was one thing you may not have seen.
You couldn’t have imagined that by scattering, two that may have never met would meet.
That through his seed, and within her womb a brand new heart would beat.
That in a land so very, very far from yours, the child would be born,
with absolutely no knowledge or care of from what ancestry he’d been torn.
Unknowingly, you let him live, naively and dismissively you let him grow,
Not realizing through his very survival, you’d be delivered the final blow.
It was through your actions that they were scattered, through your actions that the two had met.
You’re the reason for his existence…
…Something he will happily make you regret.Last edited by HyeJinx1984; 08-28-2004, 01:24 PM."All I know is I'm not a Marxist." -Karl MarxComment
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jiiiiinxies wooooooooow!! that was awesomely beautiful.. i cant find words....Comment
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Yea, I just got up this morning and wrote it. I don't know where it came from, lol."All I know is I'm not a Marxist." -Karl MarxComment
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Wonderful poems you guys. Very very nice.
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Drove - Burned, by Narine
I didn't see him but he danced the night away
I didn't see him but it was that same day
When he got in the car and drove from there
To where the screams are hard to hear.
He had a love and soon a ring on his finger
He didn't know that death would slowly linger
To his side when he was there alone
As he got in the car and drove.
He left to put a bigger smile on everyone's faces.
At that point his act did not look at all dangerous
Maybe what got him in trouble was their carelessness
But why did everything have to go up in flames?
To continue dancing and not to have a single care is why he drove
To bring back something everyone would really love
So that they'd eat and dance the next night away
But instead they cried their son "Goodbye."
From USA to Armenia and Russia, tears were shed
A phonecall from his sister saying, "Vadim nash zgarel!"
When he was a baby he burned himself badly
Same thing happened that day...except this time it was deadly.
P.S. In Russian, "Vadim nash zgarel" means, "Our Vadim was burned."Last edited by SagGal; 08-28-2004, 08:01 PM.I see...Comment
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"O my heart "
O my heart that I have from my father
O my heart that I have from my father
O my heart of my different ages
Do not stand up as a witness against me.
Do not burden me with hatred and fear.
Do not hostile me in my time of darkness.
For you are my soul.
You are the protector of my breath,
The protector, which have helped my lovers hale.
Let my body go forth.
But do not stop me from loving,
do not stop me from tasting truth.
Do not tell lies in the presence of God.
O my heart that I have from my father
O my heart that I have from my father
O my heart who will guide me through my ages.
For you are my soul.
Do not commit sins against me, for I have sinned in my life for you.
Do not judge me by your words, for I have judged you for your love.
Your deeds are righteous for no sin can be found in you.
Your utterance to leave me is true.
But my sins are no long your burden, for I have no more sin against you.
O my heart that I have from my father
O my heart that I have from my father
O my heart give me will to go through my life.
I plead you to give me peace so that my body can be healed
and my thoughts can be blissful and pure.
O my heart that I have from my father
Let you live long in my body.
Let you not leave me.
O my heart guide me through all the ages which I will live.
For I will not let a single soul entering your doors forget you and your love.Last edited by XxgoeyxX; 09-02-2004, 09:52 PM.You can't hold a man down without staying down with him.Comment
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Pact
Chronic undertones prevail
Yet are quick to diverge
Into their lesser nature
As the emptiest of passions
Reflects what I deem my cadaver,
Ah, yet alive!
Yes, I would be whole
If I were to be even an immaterial part
For you, I bow
But providence
Overcomes my limbs
My deviant thought
Tortures, confronts
My hidden avarice
Abreast a delusion
Of my captive desire
Ah, but this greed
Is for the ethereal
This selfish orb redeemed
If only your soul justifies
What my heart conspires
Only then. Yes! Only then…Comment
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wow awesome... !!Comment
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Originally posted by angelik22
If this is about my poem, then I thank you very much. I just wrote it and my writing is a bit rusty now. (So it means a lot!)Comment
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o no i likie- i write alott of poems also- just havent been able to have some time to write more lately...Comment
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