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TeenInk "Thinking is the best way to travel." - The Moody Blues http://t.co/5jzE5kVJyB
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TeenInk If this is the ending of the story, what is the beginning? http://t.co/gRzPosYXRi
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write a poem or give me the link of one the best one wins there will be prizes
http://www.teenink.com/poetry/free_verse/article/423146/Inside/
http://www.teenink.com/poetry/free_verse/article/423146/Inside/ I tried to post, but I don't think it did, forgive me if i am re posting the same thing??!?!
I'd like to enter "I didn't edit this" just go to my page under my work
I'd like to enter "Malka" and "Chocolate Smiles" when it finally comes up.
Thanks i'll consider them but lets get more entrys before i decide
Chocolate Smiles came up! Check it out guys!
I want to enter "That's Not What Life's About" and " This Chain I Carry" Thanks!
Insanity's Delight
A simple slash across my vein,
Pulsating under my delicate skin,
Is all it would take to end the pain.
Here's a trick question, my bloody valentine; should I live or slit slowly to the end?
Would you care if my heart no longer sang or if my eyes never opened again?
Shrug? You dare shrug your shoulders in that uncaring manner? No? You don't care anymore?
The knife beckons, I'll answer the call; I hope my blood stains your carpeted floor.
A river of red pools around my empty shell as the angels carry me home.
But, as if possessed, they smile sickly fake smiles, hands slip off of me; they let me go.
Falling.
Falling into insanity- falling into eternal dam.nation.
The price of suicide: Hel.l.
Stuck in Hel.l with the bitter remenants and
insignificant fragments of memories gone stale.
Dusty dreams, covered in cobwebs and forgetfulness.
Nothing to hold onto.
It's all your fault that I'm a Devil's pawn.
I'll haunt you til the day you draw your last breath.
Shackle and Chain
Misery and Pain
You're all mine.
Draw that last breath, and look up and see my smile,
my taunting smile full of malice.
And welcome to the wonderful world of Alice;
My Wonderland.
Suicide has made me a little crazy; my blood boils with
the searing heat of vengeance.
Come, let's walk down the sidewalk of insanity, so that
you can witness what I witnessed the day the knife
tasted my blood.
Shackle and Chains.
Misery and Pain.
You're all mine.
Ooh yes, I'd like to enter my poem "Afterthoughts." You can either go to this link ( h t t p: //w w w.teenink. c o m /poetry/free_verse/article/360028/Afterthoughts/ ), or just read it below - whichever you prefer ^_^. Hope you enjoy it!
You never really did understand it,
did you? You just kept
going and going,
even though I was always
one step ahead of you,
telling you that you couldn’t win.
I always had
the more technical weapons,
better trained spies,
and no one,
no one, except you,
of course,
dared so much as to even trod on my toes.
I gave you many chances to give up,
but you never took them, which always angered me.
You knew it annoyed me, didn’t you?
Of course you would do something like that.
But what was it that made you keep going?
It wasn’t because you had lots of
money on your hands, no,
you were always the poor,
“innocent” one.
It wasn’t you were glowing with health,
because I made sure you didn’t get enough sleep.
It wasn’t because you were always
happy, because you lived in that
dingy orphanage for so long, and
then was eventually thrown out on the streets
without even a glance.
Or was it? Your face was always glowing,
with what was it called again?
Hope?
Or was it love?
Maybe it was both.
But why, why, did you keep going?
The odds were against you.
Of course, you won in the end,
as we all know,
but I can’t help but wonder,
why did you keep going?
http://www.teenink.com/poetry/ballad/article/397929/Lonely-Fires/
Here's my entry. I've been thinking of posting this on teen ink, but I haven't yet.
"Greener Grass"
“Greener Grass”
Sometimes we wish
Without yearning.
We couldn't have sun
Without rain.
Some bridges were built
For the burning.
It wouldn't be life
Without pain.
The good, the bad, the ugly,
The hard things
And the softly snugly, Need each other to survive.
Perspective is the fuel
That keeps us alive.
I never fully knew How I felt about you You were always there We were together, but Were we really together? I never understood What you meant to me Until you said those words When you said goodbye I didn’t know what to think You turned and walked away With each step, my heart cracked More and more I was frozen in a state Of heart break I didn’t realize until then That I was in love But it was too late I guess it’s true You don’t know what you have Until it’s gone I wanted to cry out And tell you But I couldn’t Something was stopping me You were in love… With someone else I dropped to my knees A knot forms in my stomach Tears fill my eyes Why? How could you?
there is nothing now under my user name! thanks!
http://www.teenink.com/poetry/free_verse/article/329632/ITS-ALL-IN-THE-EYES-/
http://www.teenink.com/poetry/free_verse/article/391458/The-Stars-Will-Bow-Down-To-Me-And-The-Heavens-Shall-Be-Mine-/
