Author: Unknown
I like bees, they're so
Yellow and black, and yellow
And black and yellow
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Posted: Sep 2009
About this poem:
i wrote this cos i love bees
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Author: Unknown
They have life,
They are flesh and blood,
They have families,
They are just like you and me.
They feel pain,
They get hurt,
Though they can't say it,
The way we blurt.
Animals just look different,
They aren’t other,
Created by the same Creator,
We just are crueller.
We conquer,
We give them no space,
We do not compliment them,
As how our Creator said.
Know you people,
Creations of God,
Love other creatures,
Do not get them gnawed.
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Posted: Jul 2009
About this poem:
A poem dedicated to all animals. Praying that mankind would give them space.
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Author: Unknown
for how sweet you are like a strawberry by far much more than sugar and spice alot more than everything nice as there is alot of love in the air youre the woman for me i declare the wedding will be soon how down to earth we are planning our dreams starting a family living happily til death do us apart our love joy and god always in our heart nothing to over come us to tear us apart as we stay together forever
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Posted: Jul 2009
About this poem:
its about how love feels
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Author: Unknown
“off and running”
their conversation that night was of plans and a schedule
insightful and humorous, though all too contrite
in a day or so they’d be many miles away
traveling after dark and sleeping each day
the unlimited funds hidden in the trunk
freed their souls of the small stuff and
left their minds free to wander
in search of a new life in that tropicality over yonder
no harm, no foul
no one on their tail
it was a victimless crime
no real fear of doing time
each turn in the road an adventure
how many diners had they passed
they didn’t even try to keep track
they had no thoughts of ever going back
settling by the sea they fished and raised a garden
on weekends played music and danced till dawn
seasons passed and they lived happily ever after
days of decadence and play and unstoppable laughter
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Posted: Jan 2010
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Author: Unknown
Well I have one shot left.
I'm bound to be saved now
It's got to work out
It just has to.
The doors open
Time to do or die
Mommy mommy mommy!
I want a kitty!
Ouch, no chance there.
Oh honey, let's get a dog.
Ah here we go.
Not this one
It's misshapen
and is that a bitemark in its ear?
That would give my Lola nightmares.
Love ya too, judgmental b*tch
Hmm let's check out their canine selection
This one looks like it hasn't seen love in a long time
Sad eyes
couple fight scars
underfed, unclean
Let's see what else they have here
Don't forget me, dude!
So, this is the pound.
WOA, look at that mutt I beg your pardon!
He looks so freaky!
Sorry buddy
Darwin takes over now!
thanks for stating the obvious douchebag.
Yea! Yea that's right!
Just walk on through you posers
you window shoppers
You're wasting my time
getting my hopes up when you never
intended to make a commitment.
I'd have bitten your shins for that.
Oh no
It's been forever
and no one else is coming.
Hey! Hey!
People!
We're OPEN!
WE NEED YOUR HELP!
SAVE ME!
Oh crap
No
no
don't take me now
There's more people coming!
I'm sure of it!
Give me some more time!
I'm healthy! I'm clean!
NO
LET ME GO!!
PLEASE ANYTHING BUT THIS!
HELLO?!
SOMEONE PLEASE COME SAVE ME!
HURRY!!
WHERE ARE YOU?!
Buddy, Spike, go get help!
Oh NO
Stop please
you've got the wrong dog!
I don't belong here!
There's gonna be a real sad kid if you do this now, mister!
HEY! Don't Shut that door!
I'm talking to you!
HEY!HEY!HEY!!!
LET ME OUt
NOW, COME on
I HAVE JUST AS MUCH Time
AS THE OTHER dogs
Come on
LEt me out
I'M A GOod boy
please
let me out
help me
someone's coming for me
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Posted: May 2010
About this poem:
If I could format it more specifically, the lines towards the end would actually get smaller in size. But otherwise, it's a good poem, with a unique perspective. Also, for a treat, count the number of captial letters in the final stanza per line.
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Author: Unknown
what heart hath she that taketh me
'twixt here and her will never be
but her heart i heareth in the night
and i may never know why this feels so right
what soul hath she to save mine now
i cannot smile but she's teaching me how
how to trust, to touch but most of all to feel
feel whatever 'tis in thy heart a heart that she may heal
but teacher she's so far away and a mystery to me
then again she knew about my cerulean blue eyes to see
but see her never will i in how ever many passing years
but i'll always be grateful for stemming the tide from my cerulean blue eyes
so taketh from me everything i own
torture me in body and bone
the only way i ever connected to her was whenever we wrote
so Lord, when you plan to end a friend at least spare me one last note
WHY? WHAT IS THIS? IS IT SO CLOSE TO BE SO FAR?
DON'T KNOW IF U KNEW THIS OR IF I ALREADY TOLD YOU BUT IT BEARS
REPEATING....U R NICE AND I LIKE U SO THANK U FOR BEING
YOU
~ME!~
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Posted: Feb 2011
About this poem:
AKIN TO THE BIBLE I DIDN'T WRITE THIS...SHE DID AS SHE WHIPERED A BREEZE IN MY EAR,
AND SO I JUST JOTTED DOWN WHAT HER SOUL DICTATED FOR ME TO HEAR
AND SHE BETTER BE REAL
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Author: Unknown
If i was a Panda bear..i'd probably live in zoo for children to see,especially for you.I'd look like most other bears,except i'm black and white.Although i may appear reddish brown in the morning light.I'd like to spend my time alone eating from 10 to 12 hours a day.Since my other time is spent resting.There is very little time for play.Although i look like other bears,i would not hibernate as i eat bamboo shoots,stems and leaves.My body not enough fat to insulate..from chewing so much.My head appears big and round,when i have newborn pandas.They are tiny about a fourth of a pound.I live in a zoo that is true.However,China is my home.We pandas are becoming extinct freely we don't roam..(23.05.10)
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Posted: May 2011
About this poem:
i love Panda bear...and i dreaming when i was panda bear ^_^
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My old friend, now forever gone.
I still miss you, so many years on,
A head on my shoulder, as we sat down,
A nudge at my hand, as we walked around.
I talked, you listened, I miss you still,
As I think of you now, I always will.
A confident, a friend you were always there,
A piece of my heart, you will always share.
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Posted: Jun 2011
About this poem:
This poem is for my Dog, That I had to put down after 16 years.
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crows crows almost like cows frightened by farmers whom do not understand, scavengers they are just like man families they must feed, miss understood by man and all prophecy`s point to evil within them all,
black as the mad hatters hat yet within the light of the golden gate,
how do they be hated by so many kinds , look deep within their eyes,
deep within you will see a jungle lies full off surprise and sparkle,
my lovely birds tell stories of jungle panthers to the man walking the land in need of thirst, how the real defenders are those mankind have forgotten, that`s like all man kind shy and forgotten look deep within their eyes and stories you could only dream appear, appear like the heavenly skies and the lord whom walk`s from the golden door, feel their eyes go deep within the galaxy that mankind has feared for life ,perhaps the darkness of the crows due flight the color of its eyes are the door ways to heaven hidden behind the blackness of its pupils , open your wings and picture your flight as you like crow take that straight white line , fly free and as the crow flys straight to a better life from within your eyes to your heart tonight, the night of the crow is here within tonight under the full moonlight , open your eyes and your heart and begin to live life.
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Posted: Jun 2011
About this poem:
about this poem/story ? i love crows and they beyond their dark pupils tell a story as does a tat or a soldier just look deep within to see it. and i only write my poems once most people dont like them but hey unless you have a weird view why would you ?
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Author: I did not write this poem. It was written by an anonymous a
IF IT SHOULD BE
If it should be that I grow weak
And pain should keep me from my sleep,
Then you must do what must be done,
For this last battle cannot be won.
You will be sad, I understand.
Don't let your grief then stay your hand.
For this day, more than all the rest,
Your love for me must stand the test.
We've had so many happy years.
What is to come can hold no fears.
You'd not want me to suffer so;
The time has come -- please let me go.
Take me where my need they'll tend,
And please stay with me till the end.
Hold me firm and speak to me,
Until my eyes no longer see.
I know in time that you will see
The kindness that you did for me.
Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering I've been saved.
Please do not grieve -- it must be you
Who had this painful thing to do.
We've been so close, we two, these years;
Don't let your heart hold back its tears.
--- Anonymous ---
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Posted: Nov 2011
About this poem:
This poem is about making the difficult decision of putting a dog down when it is so ill that it cannot walk, eat or control its bodily fluid any longer.
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