I wrote this poem, its not very gd, but i wanted some criticism, so i figured...well, here goes
Skeletal Kiss
Kisses from a skeleton.
A hand that cannot touch.
A nose that can't pick up the scent
Of perfumed skin, as such.
Sweet nothings from a skeleton,
Inspired 由 sightless eye.
Words tainted, 由 the rotted lips
Through which they must pass by.
Embraces from a skeleton.
The fault of broken heart,
Which used to rest in marrow cage
But now is gone, in part.
爱情 comes not from a skeleton,
From death, from lack of life.
It only lives in memory
Which lives through after life.
Ok, be honest, What do 你 guys think?
Skeletal Kiss
Kisses from a skeleton.
A hand that cannot touch.
A nose that can't pick up the scent
Of perfumed skin, as such.
Sweet nothings from a skeleton,
Inspired 由 sightless eye.
Words tainted, 由 the rotted lips
Through which they must pass by.
Embraces from a skeleton.
The fault of broken heart,
Which used to rest in marrow cage
But now is gone, in part.
爱情 comes not from a skeleton,
From death, from lack of life.
It only lives in memory
Which lives through after life.
Ok, be honest, What do 你 guys think?
Hi everyone this is a poem I wrote the other day, I think it's supposed to have some hidden meaning, like, 你 know, money can't buy happiness and if 你 try to buy it your being ripped off... 或者 something... To be honest I don't really remember what I was thinking when I wrote it. Anyways, what do 你 think?
A Bag Of Happiness
I skip on down to the market,
With my pocket full of of magic beans,
I hand them to the vendor,
“A bag of happiness, please.”
He passes me over a drawstring bag,
Made of velvet, inky black,
I thank him with a friendly smile,
He smiles eerily back.
I hurry 首页 and pull the string,
Glad nobody was near,
But my face fell as I looked inside,
The little bag was bare.
A Bag Of Happiness
I skip on down to the market,
With my pocket full of of magic beans,
I hand them to the vendor,
“A bag of happiness, please.”
He passes me over a drawstring bag,
Made of velvet, inky black,
I thank him with a friendly smile,
He smiles eerily back.
I hurry 首页 and pull the string,
Glad nobody was near,
But my face fell as I looked inside,
The little bag was bare.
A little motavational poem I found link. Enjoy. ;P
At age 4, success is...not peeing in your pants.
___At age 12, success is...having friends.
____At age 16, success is...having a driver's license.
_______At age 20, success is...having sex.
________At age 35, success is...having money.
________At age 50, success is...having money.
_______At age 60, success is...having sex.
_____At age 70, success is...having a driver's license.
___At age 75, success is...having friends.
At age 90, success is...not peeing in your pants.
At age 4, success is...not peeing in your pants.
___At age 12, success is...having friends.
____At age 16, success is...having a driver's license.
_______At age 20, success is...having sex.
________At age 35, success is...having money.
________At age 50, success is...having money.
_______At age 60, success is...having sex.
_____At age 70, success is...having a driver's license.
___At age 75, success is...having friends.
At age 90, success is...not peeing in your pants.
true 老友记 are hard to come by...
yet when 你 catch them 你 feel like 你 can fly...
你 trust them,
爱情 them,
and talk of future...
你 know that they will never lie...
and 下一个 to them 你 stand side 由 side...
你 爱情 them,
hug them,
and share smiles with eachother...
oh how it feels when 你 know your important...
that 你 know 你 have some one to comfort you...
你 hold their hand,
skip down the street,
and feel no defeat...
true 老友记 are hard to come by...
but hold them tight so away they dont fly.
yet when 你 catch them 你 feel like 你 can fly...
你 trust them,
爱情 them,
and talk of future...
你 know that they will never lie...
and 下一个 to them 你 stand side 由 side...
你 爱情 them,
hug them,
and share smiles with eachother...
oh how it feels when 你 know your important...
that 你 know 你 have some one to comfort you...
你 hold their hand,
skip down the street,
and feel no defeat...
true 老友记 are hard to come by...
but hold them tight so away they dont fly.
shadows in the night
every one keeps telling me i'll be alright
I tell myself i'll never be the same
as long as i know his name
he made me fall in love
we never have to fight
he makes me fell alright
he is a 鸽子 the sign of love
to feel the love
it fits like a 手套
爱情 send from above
shadows in the night
we never fight
people tell me i'll be alright
i no i won't untell he comes back to me
that will set me free
we can be
the showdows in the night
he came back to me
every one keeps telling me i'll be alright
I tell myself i'll never be the same
as long as i know his name
he made me fall in love
we never have to fight
he makes me fell alright
he is a 鸽子 the sign of love
to feel the love
it fits like a 手套
爱情 send from above
shadows in the night
we never fight
people tell me i'll be alright
i no i won't untell he comes back to me
that will set me free
we can be
the showdows in the night
he came back to me
I 发布 this on 脸谱 a few hours ago. It's a tribute to my grandfather, Paul, who died last 年 & his birthday would be today (6/30).
你 are the best person ever
One 日 we all will once again be together.
你 are so silly & one of a kind
If anyone didn't 爱情 you, they'd have to be blind.
Your one-liners are still carried on
They're so funny, & I know you're not gone.
So, Grandpa: Happy 71st birthday
You're in our hearts, not far away.
NOTE: I 爱情 you, Grandpa. R.I.P. <3
-Donna Lee
你 are the best person ever
One 日 we all will once again be together.
你 are so silly & one of a kind
If anyone didn't 爱情 you, they'd have to be blind.
Your one-liners are still carried on
They're so funny, & I know you're not gone.
So, Grandpa: Happy 71st birthday
You're in our hearts, not far away.
NOTE: I 爱情 you, Grandpa. R.I.P. <3
-Donna Lee