This is the beginning
Of a poem that will rhyme.
I've only barely started
And I'm running out of time!

Now I've reached the middle
And I'm churning this out fast,
I really should proof read this
But I really can't be assed.

I've past the middle now
And, yes, you guessed it, friend
This is about the point
Where I'll make my poem end.

Cake

Sweet, soft and chewy
The chocolate tastes so good
Hey, where did it go?

The Coming of Winter.

The leaves change colour these days.
Removing their former life and
Throwing themselves into the wind.
Cast aside in death by May.

The wind chills as temperature drops.
Cold and hard as stone and
Lacking in any compassion at all.
The warmth of life suddenly stops.

What did you possibly have to gain?
You tore my heart out and
Threw it amongst the dead leaves.
Was it your plan to inflict such pain?

The dull throbbing has thinned.
My heart lies still on its bed of decaying flora
But you concern me no more.
I've cast your memory to the wind.

Like a lonesome autumn leaf.
May you starve with the coming winter

Facade

I smile pleasantly
You smile back
A smile devoid of all feelings
You try to delude me
But I see through your facade
You can fool my eyes, but you cannot fool my feelings
My spine shivers in response
Wondering if that smile was your warmest
I opened myself up to you
Expecting a warm embrace
Instead, I'm rewarded with an icey shoulder
Where did I go wrong?
I close the doors
To keep out the cold
Huddle in the corner
Save whatever warmth I can muster
My day has grown darker, colder
I move on with my heart in tow

Untitled

We were talking late that night
Just you and I alone
Your day wasn't all that good I hear
Through the sobbing and the moans
I tried my best to help you out
It was only a warning sign
Little did I know that you
Had your life upon the line
The talk we had ended far beyond
the length of time we talk for
You hung up quick and blocked me out
yet I yearn to talk some more
I went to a party the following night
My problems I did forget
That was until I got the news
the timer had been set
I raced as fast as I could
To see by best all time mate
I found you in a quivering heap
I'm afraid I was too late
Soon after the others arrived
Hurried to our sides
Bit by bit your life ebbed away
Ebbed just like the tides
I held onto you tightly
my grip I would not release
You opened your eyes and muttered
That for once you would have peace
My grip got even tighter
Tears rolled down my cheeks
I was blind not to see at all
What you had experienced these past few weeks
I released my grip as
a soft hand brushed my face
I put you upon your bed as
the chemicals ran their race
I asked to be alone with you
My friends were all persistent
Finally they got to leave
And you were getting distant
I sat beside you and looked at you
Asked you why you had done this
Your strength was fleeting but
you had enough to move in for a kiss
I couldn't stop the tears now
Nor could you if we tried
you said it would be easier on us
on yourself if you died
I pressed my forehead against your own
our embrace was soft like goo
Over and over I said to myself
"This just cannot be true"
Pure whiteness surrounds you now
In coffin and in flower
I'll miss you now my dearest friend
My life has just turned sour
I thought about it every night
Since I lost you in my arms
I reached for you all through that time
like leaves upon the palms
Since then the times I have grabbed knives
I've found them pointed toward my chest
My friends and yours stopped me every time
Like you I wanted rest
The past no longer matters now
I'm here and you are dead
It will stay with me throughout my life
Everything that you said
As I leave I turn again
To gaze upon your corpse
You said you'd attend my funeral
We'd laughed about it in our talks
My friends are here, they comfort me
I am beginning my life anew
No matter what I think or say
I will always be missing you

It's hard to write a poem,
A poem that should rhyme.
To try and think up such things
I don't think I have time.

I've found a way to do it.
But I will have to admit,
I cannot take the credit.
Banango showed me it.

I know that verse was awful
One I'd hasten to amend,
But then I decided to
Just make this poem end.

Haiku

Why does everything
have to burn in Slack's small world?
Reagan, now Mondays.
Karate Goldfish
My Days are so dull
I wish I had a girlfriend
...
Here are five more words.

Roaming eyes, evil eyes, eyes that shine,
Is this merely a fated sign?
Blue eyes, Brown eyes, Green eyes, Red.
I'll stop this poem and go to bed.

Poetry

A friend of mine who goes by Doombot
Has a job she likes...I really think not

This job of hers, it really didn't thrill her
And in the end, this job, would most likely kill her

She knew herself she just couldn't take it
And one day soon, she might not make it

Then, one day, sharp knife in one hand
She went to make a blood red wrist band

The thought of her friends, her sis came to mind
Again the will to live and survive she did find.

And then on the net, she came to the village
Advice from her friends she had planned to pillage

And so I write this, conveying my feelings
To tell her my thoughts of the wheelings and dealings

Get away from it, Doomsie, dump it and make a new start
On the perfect dream job, the one close to yer heart

What happens after you've quit, I can't say, I dunno
All I know is you gotta get outta this low

The Village loves you doomsie, no matter what you do.
We'll do what we can to look after you

I wish you the best now. Go out and live life.
But never, never ever fall under that knife.

Christmas from the other side...

Christmas is a merry time
To run, have fun and play.
But hither comes that fateful eve
Today is not my day

2 years ago I was full of joy
With daughter, son and wife
The family went out that day,
left me to sharpen the knife

The axe was sharp, it had cut wood
that which I carried inside
My family had left that day
Gone on that fateful ride

Soon my fire was burning bright
its heat filled me with peace
I longed to see my family again
Darleen, Yvonne, and Reece.

The food was ready, the knife was sharp
And yet they did not return
I was worried totally sick that night
And the fire continued to burn

I awoke next morning with a fright
The fire was black and cold
I searched the house for my wife
My family was scarce as gold

I called the police, asked for a search
but most of them were home
I sat and started at their pictures
Silent and still as a gnome.

It took until the late afternoon
Thats when I recieved the call
A car had crashed into a tree
outside the local mall

I raced to the scene, but found nothing there
Except a crumpled car
It was Yvonnes, I wept aloud.
My ordeals end was far

They took me to the hospital
And into the morgue we strode
As they spoke I understood none
As if 'twas some alien code

There upon three cold slabs
My family were laid back, asleep
They asked, I nodded, I couldn't take it
I fell into a heap.

And so now, here I am,
Celebrating the day alone
My stare is lost within the fire
At the thoughts, I begin to groan

I had no friends, I had moved away
My family were all I had
So now, a hermit, sits alone
With no reason to be glad

So be careful driving out these nights
Stupidity is a don't
Enjoy these holidays with family and friends
One thing's for sure: _I_ won't

Be safe, people.
Lightning strikes this earth about 500 times a second, and you are roughly seven times more likely to die in a car accident than be hit by lightning.
Best wishes to all, and to all: several good nights

Sys, not a good mood

We were talking late that night
Just you and I alone
Your day wasn't all that good I hear
Through the sobbing and the moans

I tried my best to help you out
It was only a warning sign
Little did I know that you
Had your life upon the line

The talk we had ended far beyond
the length of time we talk for
You hung up quick and blocked me out
yet I yearn to talk some more

I went to a party the following night
My problems I did forget
That was until I got the news
the timer had been set

I raced as fast as I could
To see by best all time mate
I found you in a quivering heap
I'm afraid I was too late

Soon after the others arrived
Hurried to our sides
Bit by bit your life ebbed away
Ebbed just like the tides

I held onto you tightly
my grip I would not release
You opens your eyes and muttered
That for once you would have peace

My grip got even tighter
Tears rolled down my cheeks
I was blind not to see at all
What you had experienced these past few weeks

I released my grip as
a soft hand brushed my face
I put you upon your bed as
the chemicals ran their race

I asked to be alone with you
My friends were persistent
Finally they got to leave
And you were getting distant

I sat beside you and looked at you
Asked you why you had done this
Your strength was fleeting but
you had enough to move in for a kiss

I could stop the tears now
Nor could you if we tried
you said it would be easier on us
on yourself if you died

I pressed my forehead against your own
our embrace was soft like goo
Over and over I said to myself
"This just cannot be true"

Pure whiteness surrounds you now
In coffin and in flower
I'll miss you now my dearest friend
My life has just turned sour

I thought about it every night
Since I lost you in my arms
I reached for you all through that time
like leaves upon the palms

Since then the times I have grabbed knives
I've found them pointed toward my chest
My friends and yours stopped me every time
Like you I wanted rest

The past no longer matters now
I'm here and you are dead
It will stay with me throughout my life
Everything that you said

As I leave I turn again
To gaze upon your corpse
You said you'd attend my funeral
We had laughed about it in our talks

My friends are here, they comfort me
I am beginning my life anew
No matter what I think or say
I will always be missing you

Sorry about the punctuation, but I'm not really that happy right now...

Poem

My room is empty
I feel so cold
No one to love me
No one to hold

I feel so tired
I wanna sleep
To fall like my clothes
Into a heap

My life is over
I wanna die
But something is there
I let out a sigh

No one is there
But my imagination
I wonder what I'll be
After reincarnation

I look for a weapon
Something thats sharp
To help get me wings
And get me a harp

But something IS there
Its holding be back
Like a bug on a wall
Spiked by a tack

I dropped the knife
Broke down and cryed
Everyone could've been happy
After I died

A whipser to my ear
Said: "It'll be alright
Someone will be there
to help end your plight

The words were so soft
Soothing and warm
In my mind they lingered
Each taking a form

This person who whispered
About me they did care
But when I turned to thank them
There was nobody there

I shrank into the corner
Sad again before too long
My friend had deserted me
But spoke again: "You are wrong."

"I will never leave you." it said
"I am your last and final friend
I will always be here
To stop you from reaching your end.

Another is coming now
You no longer need me
Believe in yourself
And from despair you'll be free."

The voice faded away
And as soon as it had
Another did appear
To help me. I was glad

She rushed over to me
Her eyes filling with tears
She had seen the knife beside me
It filled her so with fears

She picked me up and hugged me
Squeezing me ever so tight
She said she never should have left me
Alone on such an awful night

We went into my bedroom
We talked until we slept
I awoke to find myself brand new love
And my life, it seems, I kept

My girlfriend and I are very close
Our love is carved in stone
I still have my invisible friend
Who reminds me I'm never alone

So, please listen to my advice
Before you leave with haste
Never ever think of killing yourself
Its such a useless waste

Liquid velvet. Crystal clear. Brilliant mirror. Breath of life.
Water is beauty And beauty is water Polluting her is wrong And not what you oughta. (hehe)
But still her beauty fails to shine Without the light But yours will shine forever The dark can try with all its might But it will not be able to prevent it And I think I'll stop rhyming shite
hehe