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Schmiddy1234
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Here you can post any type of poetry u want, just state what it is underneath.
I decided to do this because i like poetry A lot

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Entry

I have a kitty
Rainbows come out of its tail
I called him Nyan

My sister wanted me to post hers as well just for fun:

Crazy kitty cat
pooping on my doormat
even worse than rats

MetalHeart
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So hoe won this contest Schmiddy1234 ?

murasaki9
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Okay thanks for the exception Murasaki


You're wewlcome?
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Eating
Eating is Living
Without it we are dying
We need it,so we can keep standing

The end

Daizidawizard9000
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Oh. OK! Sorry, Scmiddy.

For emochick324. We all loved her.

Wolves
We love all wolves
with all our might.
Through every heart,
through every sight.
Black and grey, we love them all;
without them we wouldn't stand strong.

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@MagicTales

Good! U entered! and so that rounds up our entries i think. So i will make the list tomorrow.

Daizidawizard9000
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Oh, yeah. I wanted the wolf one to be entered. May I enter?

Schmiddy1234
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Oh, yeah. I wanted the wolf one to be entered. May I enter?


lol not quite yet ;D you can hold it till the next contest if it fits the category.
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Random poem

I love you but not in this way
I love my chicken when it lays
every body want to hear what she says

Roccess
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Cows

If I were a Cow,
Then you might as well clap while I take a bow.
As a Cow I'd be so sweet,
There is no competition I couldn't beat.
I would burn,
Being branded for name not for learn.
Though I'd like grazing in the meadows,
Our milk is a deal the Farmer has to owe.
I'm not a cow for slaughter,
I eat not to little but barely any water.
If I was raised to be eaten,
I'd know it, if my name is Will Wheaten.
That's right, named after an actor on Star Trek,
Don't worry I'll get back on topic in just a sec.
A Cowbell on my shoulders,
My feet as tough as boulders.
Oh you could not even think,
In the juice your mouth would sink,
How life would be so great,
Being a Cow in not too late,
In the life of awesome,
When you saw some,
Being a Cow,
A week from now,
In the spotted skin,
Then world would win,
In the newly pow,
Life of a Cow.

I enjoyed writing this poem ;D
I know it's weird a girl animal with a guy actor's name but just roll with me here the poem was cool xD

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Ok,Roccess this is a good poetry because there's rhymes at each two lines.
I think the perfect poetry is when there's rhymes and every line will have the same mesure !

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Poets thoughts

I sit my desk a flow with forgotten thoughts, my brain is lost a maze of childish memory. A tick, a tock time goes by on the clock and still i sit a staring at vacant page. vile heartbeat sadness twists
around my soul i see only what i am told. My mind a wondering, my concentration never on my task.

Tap, tap, tap the rhythm of my pen on my buried desk, a thought, a whisper by a shadow's wing, i let my mind a wonder, stories flood, tragedy, laughter, heartbroken, solider treasure troves of ideas from which i could steal. but still my brain is searching.

I walk alone on ridged path, my hair covered in light filled tear that cannot see the shadow. for they wonder who is this strange creature of dark and crude domain. Her hair so mangled and tears down her gown and over grown nail, with dry copper blood patterned on her
eyelashes. No one knows what thought must shift through her mind.

Must find the forgotten thing in the unmarked grave past a poppy tree {for we must not forget} and across the soulless sea. it comes to me unexpectedly without faded ink or untamed scroll. A whisper past my minds eye, a thought, a memory. I lie outstretched, my skin so bare and there i for i be and hope to rise from my aching dream.


This is an old one of mine, I've written better nice and i might put those on too if you like this one.

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SAd... only five entries ;O But as i promised murasaki here is that list:

Schmiddy1234
Cats
Cool little creatures
Running, pouncing, gobbling.
Furry lil' caress.

ExitPath97
cats


They are balls of fur
They're purring sounds are so cute
Im in love with cats

Roccess
Kitty
The cat is little,
Playing with a ball of yarn,
It's cute and furry.
It has yellow eyes,
It has gray fur and black paws,
But the tail is white.
He can climb rocks, trees,
He can catch squirrels, rabbit, mice,
Can here prey from far.
He is muscular,
He has good agility,
And very smart



Killersup10
little balls of fur
fluffy pillows, could-care-less
but they call them cats

MagicTales
I have a kitty
Rainbows come out of its tail
I called him Nyan

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Oh yeah, and of course no more entries. The judginig period has now begun!

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It's of all the odd and scary things in life. Again, by no means is it happy. It is named off the Roman god Nemisis, Goddess of misfortune. Also mentioned in the story: Janus, god of buildings, the Fates, who decide how long someone lives, how healthy and rich they'll be, etc., and Fortuna, goddess of Luck. (Fact: Janitor came from the god Janus, god of buildings, if you see, Fortune came from Fortuna, Fate coming from the Fates, and the meaning of Nemisis also came from the telling of these gods. True story)

Nemisis

A silence.
A river.
An arrow being pulled out of a quiver.
A fire.
Out of the reach of water.
The scene is pure slaughter.
The fire burning the woods;
Souls drowning in the stream.
Hell, it seems?
The bow releases.
From a perspective, it looks like a dart.
That perspective is head-on; it reaches my heart.
The souls drowning and burning.
The statues of Janus and Fortuna crashing.
The boundaries of the city are ashing.
Back to I.
Heart with two cracks.
By love and by feeling of an axe.
"Fortuna, Fortuna.."
"Fates, mine?"
There were nothing but signs.
The arrow I withdrew.
Not caring about pain.
I could by no means be sane.
I swim the river.
To Nemisis.
Where my last revenge trget is.

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