Creative poetry thread (88)
Lookin4missright: yepbut u still gonna cop it
hope miss bj dont get on today
or im gonna cop it too 
Lookin4missright: hope miss bj dont get on today or im gonna cop it too
No Mate!! .... she' an ole battle axe from ways back ....
she'll just laugh it off or ignore me .....
_PrOwLeR: No Mate!! .... she' an ole battle axe from ways back ....she'll just laugh it off or ignore me .....
serene I am so sorry
I just wanted to lurk
BuT LooK'n made me do it
because you had to work !! .....
...... heheheheheheLookin4missright: hope miss bj dont get on today or im gonna cop it too
<----- think you miss read me post Mr P 
Lookin4missright: <----- think you miss read me post Mr P
Oh I thought you called you know whom Miss Bj ...... lol ..
No I just clicked on the wrong post .... ya silly duffer LooK'N ...
In response to: A fun thread to show your creative streak!
Please keep it short and fun!!
Please keep it short and fun!!
Oh DamN it ... thought I was onto something for a moment ....
_PrOwLeR: serene I am so sorry
I just wanted to lurk
BuT LooK'n made me do it
because you had to work !! ..... ...... hehehehehehe
I just wanted to lurk
BuT LooK'n made me do it
because you had to work !! ..... ...... hehehehehehe
I dont wanna be seen as a tattle tail serene ... BuT LooK'n was not being very nice today ......
LooK'n is often norty
and he is over fourty
and he picked on serene
Look"n ya villain dont be mean ..... hehehehee ....
_PrOwLeR: I dont wanna be seen as a tattle tail serene ... BuT LooK'n was not being very nice today ......
LooK'n is often norty
and he is over fourty
and he picked on serene
Look"n ya villain dont be mean ..... hehehehee ....
LooK'n is often norty
and he is over fourty
and he picked on serene
Look"n ya villain dont be mean ..... hehehehee ....
YOUR A DOBBER!
tellin on you
_PrOwLeR: I dont wanna be seen as a tattle tail serene ... BuT LooK'n was not being very nice today ......
LooK'n is often norty
and he is over fourty
and he picked on serene
Look"n ya villain dont be mean ..... hehehehee ....
LooK'n is often norty
and he is over fourty
and he picked on serene
Look"n ya villain dont be mean ..... hehehehee ....
YOUR A DOBBER!
tellin on you
ok i'll tell twice
Once upon the time there was a large, dry oak tree standing over the cliff, watching in desperation the sun go down behind the clouds soaked in blood... and darkness fell upon his heart... there was no hope for the dawn, it was late now, far too late... the night has arrived and life's goals are gone forever... There was nothing to live for, no-one to care for... The journey had come to its end...
Yet, the dawn had arrived when a bright white dove found rest upon his branches. His soul was filled with sparks, his heart was thrilled from joy he never felt...
How long the sun will shine, I do not know... Or that the morning dew will quench the thirst of empty hearts... or the blinking stars sprinkle their lights into the darkest corners of souls...
How long?...
Life is mysterious and relationships are complicated... wounded birds falling from the sky hear: 'Go, heal each other!', and they cry: 'Don't touch my wounds! Keep away! It is hurting! and they hurl down to the ashes in pain and blood...
Slowly but surely they are drifting apart... wounds bleed and leave scars when healed... being frightened they desperately grab after the other with their sharp nails...
Why is life so complex? Why are we so hopeless when there is so much beauty around us? When there is so much to appreciate about each of us...
A year has passed and the dry oak tree that in the past in desperation
watched the sun going down had found life again... life, beautiful beyond imagination... a year that was worth waiting and hoping for, that was worth living...
_______________________________
Copyrighted by Revealer24 on CS
Yet, the dawn had arrived when a bright white dove found rest upon his branches. His soul was filled with sparks, his heart was thrilled from joy he never felt...
How long the sun will shine, I do not know... Or that the morning dew will quench the thirst of empty hearts... or the blinking stars sprinkle their lights into the darkest corners of souls...
How long?...
Life is mysterious and relationships are complicated... wounded birds falling from the sky hear: 'Go, heal each other!', and they cry: 'Don't touch my wounds! Keep away! It is hurting! and they hurl down to the ashes in pain and blood...
Slowly but surely they are drifting apart... wounds bleed and leave scars when healed... being frightened they desperately grab after the other with their sharp nails...
Why is life so complex? Why are we so hopeless when there is so much beauty around us? When there is so much to appreciate about each of us...
A year has passed and the dry oak tree that in the past in desperation
watched the sun going down had found life again... life, beautiful beyond imagination... a year that was worth waiting and hoping for, that was worth living...
_______________________________
Copyrighted by Revealer24 on CS
Sometimes I feel like writing something like this... more emotional
Not many guys will understand it.
Not many guys will understand it.
revealer24: Sometimes I feel like writing something like this... more emotional
Not many guys will understand it.
Not many guys will understand it.
Very deep rev, bought a tear to my eye
that was beautiful Rev 
revealer24: Once upon the time there was a large, dry oak tree standing over the cliff, watching in desperation the sun go down behind the clouds soaked in blood... and darkness fell upon his heart... there was no hope for the dawn, it was late now, far too late... the night has arrived and life's goals are gone forever... There was nothing to live for, no-one to care for... The journey had come to its end...
Yet, the dawn had arrived when a bright white dove found rest upon his branches. His soul was filled with sparks, his heart was thrilled from joy he never felt...
How long the sun will shine, I do not know... Or that the morning dew will quench the thirst of empty hearts... or the blinking stars sprinkle their lights into the darkest corners of souls...
How long?...
Life is mysterious and relationships are complicated... wounded birds falling from the sky hear: 'Go, heal each other!', and they cry: 'Don't touch my wounds! Keep away! It is hurting! and they hurl down to the ashes in pain and blood...
Slowly but surely they are drifting apart... wounds bleed and leave scars when healed... being frightened they desperately grab after the other with their sharp nails...
Why is life so complex? Why are we so hopeless when there is so much beauty around us? When there is so much to appreciate about each of us...
A year has passed and the dry oak tree that in the past in desperation
watched the sun going down had found life again... life, beautiful beyond imagination... a year that was worth waiting and hoping for, that was worth living...
_______________________________
Copyrighted by Revealer24 on CS
Yet, the dawn had arrived when a bright white dove found rest upon his branches. His soul was filled with sparks, his heart was thrilled from joy he never felt...
How long the sun will shine, I do not know... Or that the morning dew will quench the thirst of empty hearts... or the blinking stars sprinkle their lights into the darkest corners of souls...
How long?...
Life is mysterious and relationships are complicated... wounded birds falling from the sky hear: 'Go, heal each other!', and they cry: 'Don't touch my wounds! Keep away! It is hurting! and they hurl down to the ashes in pain and blood...
Slowly but surely they are drifting apart... wounds bleed and leave scars when healed... being frightened they desperately grab after the other with their sharp nails...
Why is life so complex? Why are we so hopeless when there is so much beauty around us? When there is so much to appreciate about each of us...
A year has passed and the dry oak tree that in the past in desperation
watched the sun going down had found life again... life, beautiful beyond imagination... a year that was worth waiting and hoping for, that was worth living...
_______________________________
Copyrighted by Revealer24 on CS
and then a bloody bushfire came along and burnt it to a stump!
Sorry Rev, couldn't resist that - just my humour.
Beautiful words and a hidden meaning-we are like nature, have the ability to regrow after adversity. It might take a little time sometimes but life does go on for us after the upheaval of a broken relationship??
Newlife08: and then a bloody bushfire came along and burnt it to a stump!
Sorry Rev, couldn't resist that - just my humour.
Beautiful words and a hidden meaning-we are like nature, have the ability to regrow after adversity. It might take a little time sometimes but life does go on for us after the upheaval of a broken relationship??
Sorry Rev, couldn't resist that - just my humour.
Beautiful words and a hidden meaning-we are like nature, have the ability to regrow after adversity. It might take a little time sometimes but life does go on for us after the upheaval of a broken relationship??
yeh, What she said
Sure it was'nt a fruit tree
revealer24: Once upon the time there was a large, dry oak tree standing over the cliff, watching in desperation the sun go down behind the clouds soaked in blood... and darkness fell upon his heart... there was no hope for the dawn, it was late now, far too late... the night has arrived and life's goals are gone forever... There was nothing to live for, no-one to care for... The journey had come to its end...
Yet, the dawn had arrived when a bright white dove found rest upon his branches. His soul was filled with sparks, his heart was thrilled from joy he never felt...
How long the sun will shine, I do not know... Or that the morning dew will quench the thirst of empty hearts... or the blinking stars sprinkle their lights into the darkest corners of souls...
How long?...
Life is mysterious and relationships are complicated... wounded birds falling from the sky hear: 'Go, heal each other!', and they cry: 'Don't touch my wounds! Keep away! It is hurting! and they hurl down to the ashes in pain and blood...
Slowly but surely they are drifting apart... wounds bleed and leave scars when healed... being frightened they desperately grab after the other with their sharp nails...
Why is life so complex? Why are we so hopeless when there is so much beauty around us? When there is so much to appreciate about each of us...
A year has passed and the dry oak tree that in the past in desperation
watched the sun going down had found life again... life, beautiful beyond imagination... a year that was worth waiting and hoping for, that was worth living...
_______________________________
Copyrighted by Revealer24 on CS
Yet, the dawn had arrived when a bright white dove found rest upon his branches. His soul was filled with sparks, his heart was thrilled from joy he never felt...
How long the sun will shine, I do not know... Or that the morning dew will quench the thirst of empty hearts... or the blinking stars sprinkle their lights into the darkest corners of souls...
How long?...
Life is mysterious and relationships are complicated... wounded birds falling from the sky hear: 'Go, heal each other!', and they cry: 'Don't touch my wounds! Keep away! It is hurting! and they hurl down to the ashes in pain and blood...
Slowly but surely they are drifting apart... wounds bleed and leave scars when healed... being frightened they desperately grab after the other with their sharp nails...
Why is life so complex? Why are we so hopeless when there is so much beauty around us? When there is so much to appreciate about each of us...
A year has passed and the dry oak tree that in the past in desperation
watched the sun going down had found life again... life, beautiful beyond imagination... a year that was worth waiting and hoping for, that was worth living...
_______________________________
Copyrighted by Revealer24 on CS
you are right most men wouldn’t get the drift of it. To the rest of us you have to talk in inches when you want to know how deep our love is.
Kind of reminds me of Boddah … not a spelling mistake this time, it makes me smile.
AgentAjax: you are right most men wouldn’t get the drift of it. To the rest of us you have to talk in inches when you want to know how deep our love is.
Kind of reminds me of Boddah … not a spelling mistake this time, it makes me smile.
Kind of reminds me of Boddah … not a spelling mistake this time, it makes me smile.
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I mean she has a thick skin .... YoU know what I mean .....
but u still gonna cop it