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posted by juicyjossy9
Read alone...
I believe whatever is in store for us will be for us. The poem is very true, unfortunately. Make sure anda read it.

CASE 1: Kelly Sedey had one wish, for her boyfriend of three years, David Marsden, to propose to her. Then one hari when she was out to lunch David proposed!
She accepted, but then had to leave because she had a meeting in 20 minutes. When she got to her office, she noticed on her computer she had some emails.
She checked it, the usual stuff from her friends, but then she saw one that she had never gotten before. It was this poem. She simply deleted it without even membaca all of it. BIG MISTAKE! Later that evening, she received a phone call from the police. It was about DAVID! He had been in an accident with an 18 wheeler. He didn't survive!

CASE 2: Take Katie Robinson She received this poem and being the believer that she was, she sent it to a few of her friends but didn't have enough email addresses to send out the full 5 that anda must. Three days later, Katie went to a masquerade ball. Later that night when she left to get to her car, she was killed in that spot oleh a hit-and-run drunk driver.

CASE 3: Richard S. Willis sent this poem out within 45 menit of membaca it. Not even 4 hours later walking along the jalan, street to his new job interview with a really big company when he ran into Cynthia Bell, his secret cinta for 5 years. Cynthia came up to him and told him of her passionate crush on him that she had had for 2 years. Three days later, he proposed to her and they got married. Cynthia and Richard are still married with three children, happy as ever!

HERE IS THE POEM:

Around the corner I have a friend,
In this great city that has no end,
Yet the days go oleh and weeks rush on,
And before I know it, a tahun is gone.
And I never see my old friends face,
For life is a cepat, swift and terrible race,
He knows I like him just as well,
As in the days when I rang his bell.
And he rang mine but we were younger then,
And now we are busy, tired men.
Tired of playing a foolish game,
Tired of trying to make a name.
'Tomorrow' I say! 'I will call on Jim
Just to tampil that I'm thinking of him.'
But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes,
And distance between us grows and grows.
Around the corner, yet miles away,
'Here's a telegram sir,' 'Jim died today.'
And that's what we get and deserve in the end.
Around the corner, a vanished friend.
Remember to always say what anda mean.
If anda cinta someone, tell them.
Don't be afraid to express yourself.
Reach out and tell someone what they mean to you.
Because when anda decide that it is the right time it might be too late.
Seize the day. Never have regrets.
And most importantly, stay close to your friends and family,
For they have helped make anda the person anda are today.

Carpe diem and it will never end!

LuvAlwaiz♥Jj9
posted by gamer495
A silver glint in your eyes; heartbeats clean.
A simple chord enrages me; warm smiles.
The melody plays slow; performed quite keen.
I stop midway, but memory redials.

The octave jumps to brilliance; intense.
They cinta attention and thought; quarter notes.
Continuous trills and glissandos; dense.
Already chosen hum no other votes.

To accidentals for wit; humor dark.
Yet, the lebih necessary; balance sweet.
Some kindness with speed; held out at the hark.
Released the pedal to kill the soft beat.

All are strong to my heart’s will; every song.
The echoes beneath that for which I long.
malaikat and demons were circling above me
through the thorns to the stars
The only one who doesn't know happiness
is the one who couldn't understand its call

I am Calling Calling now, Spirits rise and falling
To stay myself longer...
Calling Calling, in the depth of longing
To stay myself longer...

Stand alone... Where was life when it had a meaning...
Stand alone... Nothing's real anymore and...

...Endless run...
While I'm alive, I can try not to fall while flying,
Not to forget how to dream... how to love
...Endless run...

Calling Calling, For the place of knowing
There's lebih that what can be linked
Calling Calling, Never will I look away
For what life has left for me
Yearning Yearning, for what's left of loving

To stay myself longer...
Calling Calling now, Spirits rise and falling
To stay myself longer...
Calling Calling, in the depth of longing
To stay myself longer.......
posted by irena83
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Fearless jantung beats
in my chest,
strong and proud,
sensitive and fragile.



Collecting all these words
anda gave as if
those are significant,
but your jantung has never
spoken to me.



Empty words anda gave,
the depth that lies in them
anda treaded,
though I still remember that
glow in your eyes,
I still remember,
though your false love
is spreading its wings
only in dreams of my own
world.



It was me who left,
and yet
I'm still trying to forget,
still trying to erase every
moment of happiness
we lived.
And my jantung is not weak,
even though it's lonely,
loneliness itself doesn't fear me,
for it loves me,
loneliness chose me.



Loneliness is jealous,
won't leave me be,
loneliness is in cinta
with me,
filled within my heart,
it has chosen me.

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Natalie talks about her latest album 'Leave Your Sleep'; poetry oleh various poets adapted to music.
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posted by Cherry9090
I do not belong.
They do not see.
They can not feel the pain.
The pain of being alone.
Unloved.
I am dead to this hateful world.


All I ever wanted was love.
Happiness.
To have someone hold me.
Tell me they cinta me,
Someone I can trust.
Someone who will never let go.


All I see.
All I feel.
Is this hateful world.
Full of people who lie.
And use you.
They hate and most do not know why.
They think hurting people and the people they cinta makes them stronger.
It might.
But it hurts us real bad.

I do not belong here.
I am not apart of this world.
I do not feel what others feel.
I do not see what others see.


I am full of love....
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Source: S. Ritchie (montage)
posted by gublerlover1
i was only seven
you left to quickly
and im still in pain
i miss u
i miss ur voice
i miss those days
talking to u was always a good choice

u were always so full of life
full of cinta and happiness
warmth and safety
you were full of war and history
so many story's
i wish u were still here
i know that selfish
but it fills so empty
without u here

i still think of you
day and night
i still see ur face
hear your voice
inside my mind
and no matter what
i know that i will always cinta you
but i also know
that no matter what
when i think about that day
i know that the pain will never go away
until i am able to see anda again

if...
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This is part of the poem from the movie "Tristan and isolde. My fav movie aswel :P
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posted by arcticflake
Slowly they creep up
They're hungry
Teir mom did it to their dad
That cold-blooded murderer

The baby black widows attack
slowly devouring their mom
They, too, became like her
Heaetless, an emotionless killer

An analogy to life
To humanity
Everyone MUST have revenge

Never letting things die
untill we die!


Why must we live like spiders
Devouring people when we're done with them?

Why must we be so uick to attack?
Why do we live life like this?

Because we're human,
But we still live like spiders

Killing, and dying and hating
When we should Live and cinta and Laugh

Is this really life?
The Core Of What It Means To Be A Writer oleh Adam Skelter via FilmCourage.com.
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posted by Spottedtail139
\\What makes us human?//

【War】

War is a sadistic
Laughing in the background
Laughing as we cry for mercy
We know it is futile 
But we beg

War is the scientist 
Experimenting with our very being
Driving some to madness
And others to the realm of Satan

War is the hell
That crushes our souls
To the breaking point
And takes sick pleasure in doing so

War is the broken spirit
That is cursed upon oleh all man-kind
To be forever hated
And forever a scourge in our world

~ Written oleh a Poet for the Wandering Souls
posted by mountainlion
How I Really Feel About You


I hate putting up with this act.

I can't stand it anymore.

I have to tell anda how I really feel.

I don't know if anda will like it

but here it goes:

I HATE you, I don't EVER want to see anda again.

I hate that anda think I will do anything for you

because anda still think I like you.

I like someone new and I know that they

will treat me better than anda ever did.

That is how I really feel about you, and I

knew that anda wouldn't like it, but anda know what

I DON'T CARE!
posted by Lovetreehill
On my school notebooks
On my meja tulis, meja and on the trees
On the sands of snow
I write your name

On the pages I have read
On all the white pages
Stone, blood, paper atau ash
I write your name

On the gambar of gold
On the weapons of the warriors
On the crown of the king
I write your name

On the jungle and the desert
On the nest and on the brier
On the echo of my childhood
I write your name

On all my scarves of blue
On the moist sunlit swamps
On the living lake of moonlight
I write your name

On the fields, on the horizon
On the birds’ wings
And on the mill of shadows
I write your name

On each whiff of daybreak
On the sea, on...
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posted by tayandkris4evr
Now now. Don't be offended. Don't take this seriouslly. If anda don't like this poem just pindah on. :) Enjoy.
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Stupid girls


I don’t understand you.

Why do anda constantly check the mirror?

Why do anda constantly flaunt your body?

Why do anda constantly throw your future away?


I don’t understand you.

Stuffing your bra, smacking your lips, bending down

Is that appealing?

Stuffing, smacking, bending.

What a life.


anda live for attention. anda live to view. anda live to be viewed.


Now I know why the guys go for you.

You’re easy.

You’re trashy.

anda can be thrown away.


Sorry, if I don’t understand, but really…

I don’t understand…