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| Note that most of the poems here are taken from my membership days as a poet at the PoetryBoard. It was a chatboard where we converse in poetry and hiakus. It was a real challenge because some of the members were really good. I've tried to put a name to the poems although there were many that I couldn't remember. Most do not have titles, as like I've said, they were our conversations and conversations do not come with titles. I've tried giving them one but still some are better without. : ) See if you can guess which ones were written by me. |
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| The End of Me God how I love you! It's the greatest feeling Just being around you It'll be the end of me The things I would do for you you can't even imagine I just might go far enough to pull the trigger for you The trigger... It starts a chain reaction with results that could be horrible hard feelings, lost relationships...death But that trigger I'll never pull that's up to you, and you alone I love you too much and your smile will be the end of me |
| I don't really know what this poem is about which is really bad 'cos I've always felt that poetry is measured by the strength of its feeling - and there's no clear, defined feeling in this one! Bad, bad, bad. (from my view of course) but it serves as a contrast to the better poems I have here.; \ Well, okay. Let's not be mean. If this was written by a budding poet I'll forgive it. Hee. (Not that mine is super good or anything) |