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Littlegoth
  1. Poem
    28th Dec 2008 21:05
    15 years, 10 months & 25 days ago
  2. ANNOUNCEMENT!!!
    25th Dec 2008 15:13
    15 years, 10 months & 28 days ago
  3. Doc's Dee Doll
    25th Dec 2008 15:11
    15 years, 10 months & 28 days ago
  4. Favorites.
    23rd Dec 2008 14:25
    15 years & 11 months ago
  5. Great poem.
    22nd Dec 2008 14:07
    15 years, 11 months & 1 day ago
Poem
15 years, 10 months & 25 days ago
28th Dec 2008 21:05

I got bored, so i wrote this:
This is for my gf, luv.

As the cold winds harshly blew, coldly blew,
Samauri's colors briskly blew.
Under colors of dried blood,
Many brave men boldly stood,
All of them thought they could,
Keep the invaders from their homes,
Yet their enemies boldly comes, steadily comes.
Along in the lines,
The men start to fear,
The army silently waiting for a warming sign, warming sign.
The samauri's horse starts to fear,
As the time is coming near,
Thinking of his daughter and his dear, his dear,
The samuari wipes a silent tear.
Then a mighty roar,
As the enemy start to pour,
Through the valley, the valley.
Full of evil, full of hate,
Banishing the though of his sadly fate,
The samauri draws his katana, katana, katana-samauri sword.
Charging forward,
Ever on-ward,
Through his racing thoughts,
his dear comes clear, comes clear.
Though his thoughts are drifting homeward,
With a mighty roar,
He fells foes right and left,
Seeing their eyes filled with hate, so full of hate.
Loud as thunder, though as thunder,
His horse gives a shudder,
With a arrows parting kiss, deadly kiss.
Promising eternal bliss,
He flies from his steed,
With his lightening speed,
With his blade flashing crimson, flashing crimson.
With his blade ever flashing,
He is dashing, hither and thither,
Thrusting, parrying, and hustling.
He dances his deadly dance, deadly dance.
Felling foes,
So he can go homeward,
Ever onward, onward.
Little is known, that a mounted bowmen,
Is behind him,
Kissing the samauri with a arrow, with an arrow.
On one knee,
His lover in his heart and mind,
with his final breath he says "Love me ever more Arnahi!"
his loving bequest.
Forever more,
She will love him forever more,
Arnahi is his dame, as that is her name.

Littlegoth
there is not going to be a poetry contest this year, so im not going to enter obviously. lol.
115 years, 10 months & 9 days ago 13th Jan 2009 15:47
 
coolio
115 years, 10 months & 23 days ago 30th Dec 2008 12:52
 
Littlegoth
i did. and thank you. i could have done better, i might enter it in the poem contest in corpus christi texas, where our second house is.
115 years, 10 months & 24 days ago 29th Dec 2008 16:49
 
Better than I could have done. ^_^
115 years, 10 months & 24 days ago 29th Dec 2008 11:58
 
did you make that up?
115 years, 10 months & 24 days ago 29th Dec 2008 11:40
 
  1. Poem
    28th Dec 2008 21:05
    15 years, 10 months & 25 days ago
  2. ANNOUNCEMENT!!!
    25th Dec 2008 15:13
    15 years, 10 months & 28 days ago
  3. Doc's Dee Doll
    25th Dec 2008 15:11
    15 years, 10 months & 28 days ago
  4. Favorites.
    23rd Dec 2008 14:25
    15 years & 11 months ago
  5. Great poem.
    22nd Dec 2008 14:07
    15 years, 11 months & 1 day ago