Vicky Posted April 27, 2003 Share Posted April 27, 2003 Some of the words are of TV to get me started. What is this full of care, We have no time to stand and stare. No time to stand with woods we pass, Were birds hide there seeds in grass. No time to stand beneith the bows, And stare as long as sheep and cows. No time to watch the cat go by, Or see the tiny robins fly. No time to watch the dark crows, Or start a fight with our greatst foe. No time to sing a silent song, It would waist lovely time it would take to long. Why is this life so full of care, We should have time, to stand and stare. What is to come of this life of care, We once had no time to spear. What will become of this place, will we die or meet a new face. Life pastes though the tide of day, Were we were children were we would play. What pulls us though the dark of night, The only thing would be light. What do we see at the end of the week, Is it death or the life we seek. Thats why we don't have time to share, We have to be careful we have to care. What is this life full of care We have no time to stand and stare. Hi, heres anthor poem. His coat dark as night His nose like pale skin His eyes shinny with light. He hunts his pray With claws of might Hunting for food each day. The wind tells him were to go He could never get lost Until he meets his greatst foe. Thay look each other in the eyes Thay snarl and thay sneer The fight will end with only lies. When the fight is done The beast moves on He's tried and his eye lids weigh a ton. The beast is awoke by noise and rumbles He listen as the voices spoke. He walks to the sene He sees hunter with guns Wearing brown and green. A hunter raised his gun Had thay spoted the beast So the beast began to run. Thay chased him though the jungle Though the mist and trees But the beast trips and falls in a bungle. Thay hit the beast and aim at him Is it the end for the brun One hunter then shot him in the lim. The jungle was silent on this day The death of a animal the death of a panther But his sprit sat were he lay... I wrote another one... I once stood in the dark, With a few stars in the sky, Thay looked like a speckled spark. I once stood in the darkness, I felt nothing nothing at all, I stood with evil heatless. I once stood in the night, Were it was dark there, There was no light. I like to stand in the dark, I like it there, I like to be alone... I like too be EVIL! That wasn't so good. But it's ok. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Posted April 27, 2003 Share Posted April 27, 2003 Work your grammar a bit (no im not gonna fudle all the spellings in it, out cause I dont spell to good myself either =P) But its a very good poem. I really like it. Good job. A poem bout a poema... nice ;P Anyways: Its good. it didnt flow very well sometimes, but it is good. Very.... Animalish =P Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Vicky Posted April 27, 2003 Author Share Posted April 27, 2003 I'm not to happy about this one. I could have done better... I love this one! I have to atmit, I am a rubish speller. Hay, this may scare you...when you sleep and say to yourself 'If I sleep I'll wake up to a new day'. But what if you don't??? What if the dream goes on forever??? How do you know??? How long will the dream go on for??? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Posted April 27, 2003 Share Posted April 27, 2003 ok... Now u got me scared. I never thought of that really... Or not really good... *gets lifetime supply of coffee* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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