Most Liked About CS Poems (263)

This is NOT a poem, and SORRY if I bother anyone. I'd like to tell people who like to put their picture or image into their poem... There are more than 5 people wanna know about it. So I think it's better to post here. ^___^

Ok, first you need to get URL code which it means you need to upload the pic to a website ... and COPY the code to PASTE in your poem.. so thats it. ^___^

However, there are many codes to choose ... and my English is hell...so I ve made this for you (as follows), if you do as it step-by-step, you will sure get the pic on your poem!!! ^___^

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I have become wiery, i watch and sigh. The earth very scary, wanna head for the sky. One event then another, now seems the norm. Just can't be bothered, about tomorrow's pending storm. Everywhere there is trouble, it's a long list. From the housing bubble, to the financial crisis. The tornados and storms; delimas of the west. Uprisings in various forms, africa in a mess. Even asia wasn't spared; earth-quake stricken japan! People are running scared, as tsunamis hit land. China is experiencing droughts, europe feels the cold. There is no doubt, who is in control!? Will this cycle end? No-one really knows. "Now", we must contend, a world of woes! On the humorous side, i have my delima. I can't hitch a-ride, nasa retired "the challenger"!

Well..... this is my hibernation season... actually I didn't wanna come up here until I've done something. BUT last few days I accidentally read some poems on HERE and I found out that 'HE' is a FAKE one, 'HE' ain't a writer...


HE has deleted SOME of the poems HE POSTED here already. BUT IT is NOT ENOUGH for me... HE should DELETE more as there are some more poems that he STOLE from the others! I remembered all of those poems cus some of them are belong to someone I know! SOMEONE's VERY CLOSE to me!!!!! HE SHOULD be in JAIL!!!! For stealing the other works!!!!


One of his comments said, "my mother was a poet, so I think it's because of genes or something, and that I wrote this blah blah blah ...." This poem and comment are deleted already cus it's ILLEGAL!!! I feel sorry for HIS mother, she should be so PROUD of HIM, if only HE wrote poems by himself!


Another one that he said he dedicated for someone he falls for in here, or "love on CS", ! that was a sweet lovely poem which has been written for more than five years!!!! I was surprised to see it here! I even left a comment, said "WOWW--- very lovely poem!" I wanna know how he would reply me... Shame!! the poem is deleted again in the morning! At least , He felt guilty, well I'm appreciated!


(( damn, he even flirts one of my lovely sister!!! )))


For someone who loves to steal the others works. You KNOW WHO!!! He is A MAN! I will not mention his name this time, I'll try to be calm and cool. You are lucky that I am so KIND! cus if I am not kind, you would NEVER EVER stay on this poety board since the first time I read your COPIED poems!!!


DELETE ALL OF THOSE POEMS YOU COPIED!! WRITE ONLY YOUR POEMS! DO NOT COPY THE OTHERS! BE HONEST! IF YOU WANT TO FOOL AROUND, JUST FOOL YOURSELF!(



^_^ With love and care, hope you have a nightmare!

SaS


P.S.

Don't dare to write me or anything!!!
NOoo not that because I fear you!
I have no fear but you are so disgusting
that I can't force myself talking to you


Your mind is dark as same as a nightmare
Your brain is empty, you stole poems! how dare!
My 6-year old nephew's never copied anyone homework
cus he knows if he did, he would be called as a JERK

Saturday night an no one home

Sitting here all alone

Drinkin rum an punchin keys

Scratchin the dog

An scarin the fleas

Love to have a lady nearby

Who's breath i'd take with a sigh

An laughter may fill the air

Instead of the computers glare

I must get up an out i go

But dismal rain wont let me so

So here i choose to be tonight

In search of c/s's mailbox light

For the solution to my afflicting pain

Is to connect with someone down poetry lane

When the heart migrates, no one can know, nor can one appreciate, a place it will go. As pain and anger, consume that poor soul. Broken hearts-one endangered, is what "someone" stole. Striped of its standard; the heart-lost love. A broke-heart is hard; it's like a dead dove. A dove any day, is beauty in the sky. Broken-heart, the other way, make you wanna die! A life-time of pain, is hard to bear. Dead-love makes for insane; no more: love-you dear! Stripped of its light, where do broken hearts go? This an un-manned flight, hence no one knows.

how do you take your poems off of here noones reading them so i wont post anymore ty

Color coded these somewhat
sharp and flat in raised relief
octave eights their intersect

Left over right moves right to left
Finger, finger, finger/thumb
doubling down to ante up

The jay-walk soon takes to running
twixt major and minors oncoming
and in striking, strikes more keys

To catapult; to hurtle & scatter
gyrated notes re-righting themselves
e, g, b, d, f -- f, a, c, e;
Spirit, soul, or troubles being
piano solo each our own

Americans celibrated today, having recieved the news, of victory by their own obama over the elusive osama bin laden. bin laden who was a torn in the side for americans, finally succumed at the hand of the man many doubted had the ability to dethrone him. obama who has been generally underrated by many; including some of his own countrymen, was in ripping form, as he dismantled the feared osama in just about 45mins. bin laden who has been described as a hit and run artiste, was reportedly cornered by obama; the the rest is now history. Americans now feel a sense of pride, and rightly so, as few had give them any chance of defeating the charismatic and crafty jihadest. With chants of god bless america, many flocked to the streets to celebrated, what is viewed by most as a historic and monumental victory. For those who are unsure of the time of day take note: as bin laden had his time; now it is america time. It is Barack Hussien Obama's finest hour!

I write for you. Just want you know! Always fresh and anew, themes that makes wallow. I stimulate your imagination, by provoking your thoughts. I recieved some indignation, for material i brought. Your sentiments i treasure; postings that congratulate, too. Makes me always remmember, i am writing for you. Criticise if you want, i am serving here! Be yourself, even blunt; a servant must forbear! Reject all my writings; if they're not true. From, your humble servant. Unknown: poet for you!

You make me laugh,
You make me cry,
You've made me fel in love...
And now
All i have to do
Is to thank you
For everything
You've made me feel.


I enjoy the games room,
I relax with the people
I meet.
Now i have friends
All over the world
More than i ever dreamt.


CS...forever!