Well, makes sense considering that I write a majority of her songs. I mean--um, huh. That's odd. XD

Well could you start varying her songs up a bit. They are all about the same thing.

This poem is for the Haiku contest

When I see her walk

I think of our history

But then she is gone

This is for the Haiku contest

camaraderie
antagonistically
disintegrated

My entry:
I've always wondered
What infinity would be
in Roman numbers

(just a thought)

Poetry contest:

Fingers twitching
Mind enriching
Head itching
Ready to play the game

Mouse ready
Thoughts steady
Playing as a teddy?
About to start the game

Jumping, flying
Running, sighing
i keep dying
as i play the game

Just winning
Mouth grinning
Heart singing
When i won the game

This poem is for the General Poetry contest

Titled: "The Internet"

Here we go,
we play a game,
another day,
another dame.
We hit the forum,
see a flame,
we spam the nub,
and go insane.
We check the quest,
and do our best,
we gotta go,
and beat the rest.
We feel real good,
just like we should.
And hope were not,
misunderstood.

Haiku Contest:

Cold lonely winter
Golden ring covered in dust
I miss you my love

(I hate haiku lol)

General Poem Contest

I stand before the waning light
Bowed beneath the reddened sky
I walk with the end in sight
I wonder, was it a sweet lie

I traveled this long broken road
With one simple hope in mind
Would the truth be bestowed
When I left it all behind

As I watch the shadows near
I close my eyes and softly pray
Please make the purpose clear
Let me know on this final day

Soon the room would grow so cold
Leaving a world so defiled
The truth pulling at the blindfold
I closed my eyes and I smiled.

Here's my entry, (from the perspective of the Blue Elephant)

To goals and marks
Containing no reasons
And seasons, like me
Are changing, but never noticed
Through walls and floors
One slip to regret
To forget, returning
But finding mistakes
In a life of speed
Against not the brain
But a train, as another
To see but never feel
All repetition
Familiar acts
No hard facts, just life
With many masters
Completely safe
To be hunted not
For a thought, or ivory
Or the nameless color
Surrounded still
I’ve seen much
Not enough, lacking lots
Knowledge forever confined
Yet I feel joy
Through many a life
Not one strife, I smile
I am just as much wonderful
To goals and marks
Containing no reasons
And seasons, like me
Never fail to please

Haiku Contest

"He just snapped." I laugh.
"As if these rusty chains were
so easy to break."

This entry is for the general poetry contest.

There was an old man from Barbados,
who wanted to sell some potatoes.
He tried hard as he could,
none sold as they should.
For he was actually vending tomatoes.