Carry on poetry

i’ll start, you carry on-

topic is flowers

red roses on the battle field
hiding this scarred land
thorns to protect
natures warriors
beautiful yet deadly
the devils snare

its not very good but i’m out of practice,

your turn :slight_smile:

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Can i go on croatian? :smile:

“The yellow flower brings
an eternal love
That is what they said
But when i cull it
Suddenly was dead”

lol

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Ground soaks up heartbreak,
The fair of nations dying young,
Ground holy and profane,
The why drowned in red streams

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A million molecules
A single strand
All to crumble
At the harsh touch of the hand
The mechanics of life
Don’t make a sound
A natural process
Out of the ground
No it had fallen
Fallen down

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i once knew a girl named rosie
she was the prettiest girl around
but when she let out a mighty fart
all near fell dead to the ground! :slight_smile:

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I just wrote a haiku for the season in DC.

Cherry blossoms bloom
Where recently the snow blew
Melted now for flowers.

:cherry_blossom::cherry_blossom::cherry_blossom::cherry_blossom::cherry_blossom::cherry_blossom::rose::rose::rose::rose::sunflower::sunflower::sunflower::sunflower::sunflower:

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love the haiku :slight_smile:

blossom, blossom on the tree,
will you, will you marry me?
blossom, sweet blossom
your eyes so pure
blossom, sweet blossom
each year you are newer,
and i treasure your time when you bloom so free
and wash me with petals from the cherry blossom tree

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Social Networks

Roses are red
Violets are blue
No mutual friends
Who the ■■■■ are you?

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the trees are coming, coming to flower
the buds, the branches high
soon the sun will hide its power
and the birds will cry
joy to the heavens, unleashed its wrath
sent me these branches from its broken paths
to build a fortress safe and secure
in the embers of gods cradle
i sway demure

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I thought I would say
that today’s a new day, as was yesterday.
What did I leave there - something
I forgot. The peaches bloom now.
The peaches will rot if not picked.
There was the one I wanted, but could not
reach. Teach me.

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Our bitter pride we have inside
Can make the world sad and lonely
Our reckless youth is not the one
And not the only
Part of life we live in strife
It seems it never ends
We want a wife, we want a life,
We want good and clever friends
But it is so hard to learn
The life we earn
Can never be satisfied
We have our money
We have our pride
We all have something
That aches inside.

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that was really good crimby :+1:

well done

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Yesterday i bought
Some artificial flowers
yellow and blue and rose
I planted it into a vase
With water and all

It will live after I die
an artificial flowers without soul
A product of a genuine mind
A substitute for love and
For a life
an orphans as we are
without the home without the homeland.

:tophat:

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Thank you 15 15

if you want to catch my dreams
you’ll need a bigger net
so vast like the universe
so small like a bet
a bet with such insurmountable odds
no-one could ever win
a miracle of such beauty
and me fraught with sin
a tiny seed that falls
pollen in the sky
a reason to live
with no reasons for me to die
a blessing, hope, the future
golden chandeliers where my dreams glisten
and sparkle in my eyes
for what does a rainbow reveal
a spectrum of hope.

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My mind is trapped
There is something in the air
I don’t know what it is
I wish I was not here.

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My dreams walked in
a house from the past
and closed the shutters
and sat and sat.
I walk by there
now and then. I do not
knock. There are dreams
within.

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i had an old poem that i thought i’d post, i just added a few verse to it, it was initially 2 verses but i think these other verses make it a bit more edgy :slight_smile:

snake eyes

no surprise, no more lies
you got me with your snake eyes
but you didn’t take my soul
you left me to roll another hand
no more sitting on the back seat
hoping for sixes

snake eyes, left me paralyzed
but I survived
now I look for more the highs
instead of lows
and every day it shows
with every throw

now looking for tells
with your forked tongue
but dead men tell no tales
and this is a game for the dead
the sythe ebbs forward ready to cut
boney hands showing there cards
but i throw down a jack
and my aces are trumped

triumphant in life and also in death
i beat him only to live again
but what kind of life will this be
when i am dealing with the devil
his snare always casting around my throat
so i live in the shadow of the wing

hiding from suprises
like backstreet blackjack roulette
where every other card is a bullet
and the devil is laying down bets
dealing with him was my biggest challenge
dealing with him was my only challenge

and i won

thank you God, it was a royal flush

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doors leading to rooms filled with gold
secrets in the walls
stories told in empty rooms
where ghosts lay on empty beds
dreaming empty dreams
of longing to be real

in the attic the timbers creak
the slate quivers and rafters trembles
quaking with fear
a new family moves in

empty chairs are filled
stories are told
the ghosts now lay to rest
a silent night by the fire
dreams come true for all

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@asgoodasitgets
poem poem poem
i m not a flamboyant
some time hard some time ez
found nothing 2 write
this is not my ideology
what can i say
understand what u understood
cuz i don’t… okay i forgot the topic
roses are red sky iz blue
i have such a beautiful friend like u all @sarad @crimby @jaynebeal @SoitGoes @pob @ all my friends under the sun .and iz highly dedicated to researcher to bring out the cure for schizophrenia thank u all…

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