Random About CS Poems (263)

No need to worry about me,
It's been this way for years,
Put to rest your sorrow,
Please calm all your fears,
Ill be here tommorrow,
Trust me... I'll be here,
Your presence is a comfort,
To one who has had none,
And hopefully will continue to be,
As the battles lost or won...

Write as much as you can
In every style that you can
To find your true voice;
Then pan the gold from the dross -
To publish only your best.


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The most beautiful of winged horses,
whose name means champion, Pegasus
and rode upon by a half men half god
to claim his passage of rite to hero.

The ugliest and ten mightiest winged creatures,
of the forgotten lore of Greek mythology,
three bodied and four winged giant
and grandson of the beheaded Medusa!
his name is forever written as Geryon
the one defeated and slain by Hercules

Valiant Sir Fellsman,
His pen is mightier than any sword.
His deeds reach across many seas and mountains,
Where Warlords and Dragons are counted,
On his tally of tasks and quests accomplished.
His code of honour protects many a virgins,
From bandits of scammers in Westwood,
He is more deadly than Clint Eastwood.
On days of thunder he plays bolt cannon,
And when Cupid calls,
He rent his bow and arrows,
Nothing escapes his eagle vision,
Nothing is lost in making his decision!
In battle beware his libido strength,
Taken full by maiden's bosom!
The wrath of Khan are lost on his brow,
His temper flare with tempest fiend!
His bow is only reserve for high wisdom,
His weakness is on the arm of a woman,
So has Samson ,so has Sir William,
Fallen and never risen...
The tale of Sir Fellsman told,
In poems at poetry Corner !
THE END

One two buckle my
shoe
Three, four, knock at
the door
Five, six, pick up sticks
Seven, eight, lay them
straight
Nine, ten, a big fat hen
Eleven, twelve, dig and
delve
Thirteen, fourteen,
maids a-courting
Fifteen, sixteen, maids
in the kitchen
Seventeen, eighteen,
maids in waiting
Nineteen, twenty, my
plate's empty

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Nightmare on Elm street song

"One, two, Freddy 's comin' for you.
Three, four, you'd better lock your
door.
Five, six, grab a crucifix.
Seven, eight, you'd better stay up
late.
Nine, ten... never sleep again."

It has come to my attention that some of might be mistaking some of things I have posted. Most of my stuff is on the darker side. Perhaps a bit too much for this forum. I'm not a bad person. I would never hurt a fly. Except for one instance, in all of my poems all of the violence and evil are the acts of another.... And not meant to sound sadistic. And in that one instance, it was to grossly exaggerate the way I feel. I like to use lot of "sarcasm", if you will. And often write as if I could understnd what's going on in someone elses mind. I'm not out portray myself as some dark negative human being nor to offend anyone.

I'm sorry if I have.

I COME TO CS TO SEARCH FOR TRUE

LOVE. AND I NEVER THINK THAT I MEET

MANY GOOD FRIENDS HERE, FRIENDS THAT

READY TO EXTEND THEIR HAND WHEN I'M DOWN.


MY CS FRIENDS ARE THE ANGELS ON EARTH THAT GOD

SENDS, YES..I ADMIT THAT BEFORE I HAVE THIS THINKING

WHY? A BIG QUESTION IN MY HEART ..BUT IT COMES

THE DAYS WHEN I HAVE MY UPS & DOWN HERE...THIS

FRIENDS...COME TO ME AND GIVE ME A HAND TO

KEEP GOING.. MY CS FRIENDS THAT I NEVER MET IN

PERSON, BUT I FEEL THE KIND HEART FROM EVERYONE OF THEM..


MY CS FRIENDS I DONT KNOW HOW TO THANK YOU ALL,

WORDS IS NOT ENOUGH TO EXPRESS MY FEELINGS FOR HAVING

YOU WITH ME.. AND I THANK GOD TO SHOW ME THE CS SITE

NOT ONLY FOR SEARCHING A LIFETIME PARTNER..BUT HE

SHOW ME THAT GOOD FRIENDS IS HERE AND,I NEVER LONELY

AGAIN..I HAVE MY FAMILY MY CS FRIENDS & I WANT

TO THANK YOU ALL FOR BEING HERE WHEN I'M DOWN & LONELY..

WHEN THE TIME IS COME.. AND I NEED TO LEAVE THIS PARADISE..

REMEMBER MY FRIENDS..YOU ARE ALL IN MY HEART & MIND..

I NEVER FORGOT YOU ALL..Ahh!! MY CS GOOD FRIENDS IS MY

FAMILY... I PRAY THAT SOONER OR LATER, WE FIND WHAT WE ARE LOOKING

FOR...MY CS..FRIENDS.. MY TRUE FRIENDS... I LOVE YOU ALL..

FRIEND FOREVER,,

YURIMA~EDNA,

In a quiet corner hidden by the dark she stands
her eyes sheltered by the mask and making her feel secure,
her red hair flowing down and helping to hide her face,
she looks out at the people dancing and talking around her and smiles.

she closes her eyes and imagines Him walking up to her, his aura mixing with hers making her pulse quicken, she has no need to see him, his manly smell seeps into her being and she sighs, his hands close over her shoulders and she steps back into his arms.

She does not need to see him, she knows him, he is from here and one day she will remove her mask and let him see her.

Till then, the Masquerade is best to be safe, her mask in place, until she is sure...

I come on here and what do I see, beautiful faces who wont consider me.

"I think she is pretty" is what I say, "but I doubt she would talk or even look my way".

Is it those who look pretty, is that how to win? No it's just those who are pretty within.

Looks can decieve and destort whats important in life, is it only looks that you want from a wife?

Will it be looks that you love until your end or would it be somebody who is also your friend?

Look inside first and outside next because beauty inside is what you'll love best.

A love and a friend is what can make marriage work, much better than being married to a good looking berk.

Take me for instance, my looks are not great but I'd be more than a husband, I'd be your best mate.

"One, two, Devil 's comin' for you.

Three, four, you'd better pray your Lord.

Five, six, confesses your sins.

Seven, eight, never doubt your faith.

Nine, ten... better pray again."