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So, of course, you were supposed to call me tonight you were supposed to call me tonight...

Ivan picked a sunflower from his flourishing garden and slipped the engagement ring on the stem before tying a (f/c) ribbon on it.

He smiled and practiced his 'speech' to his scarecrow "____ ____, 2 years ago on Christmas eve we met. I've loved you ever since,nobody can make me feel like you do. You're my most beautiful,brightest sunflower! I Я буду лю

JuliaShe’s the kind of girl people write books about.
Rides bikes too fast - - no hands, hair in flames eyes too.
Barefoot, dirt smeared, picks dandelions with her toes.
Train-track balancing act,
backyard trapezes laughter,
grassroots circus.
She paints her walls with memories.
Ceiling too. Me as well.
I find treasures in her soul.
She makes mine.
She has gypsy legs and a homeland heart I cannot steal.
A living poem I can’t rewrite –
the kind of girl summers are made of.

9.47you run through my veins
like you do my blood,
swallowing joints
like you do thoughts -
on strings, i dance
and i paint and i
try and try and try
so hard, for you
my dear, to be
the moon and stars
and for you realise
that every night
i am awake for you

-

but in the end
the sea will swallow
the waves,
and the sound will
fade to silence,
and the light will
fall into the dark
and we will become
dirt and dust again,
living in the hollows
of ourselves turned
inside out, turned
upside down

A Mermaid's First LoveBlue waters,
Caressing my skin,
Urging me,
To adventures untold.
My Kingdom,
Touching Ocean's floor.
Surrounded by Mother Nature's beauty,
And the delicacies,
Of Ocean's waters.
My tail,
Pushing and pulling,
Allowing me movement,
Through water's blue.
Water lapping upon rocks,
Lounging on surfaced Ocean floors.
Combing hair,
Singing lullabies.
My body warming,
To Sun's gaze.
To Sunlight's caressing fingers.
A scream,
A squeal,
Running feet,
Upon dry sand.
Humans, I thought,
Danger, my instincts warned.
Waters splashing,
Coldness seeping into my skin.
I should hurry home, I said,
Curiosity won,
Curiosity is a killer.
My head,
Poking through the glistening surface.
I turn,
And my chest throbs.
Such warmth in their faces.
Such emotion,
Unknown to my people.
What is it? I wondered.
What is that look upon his face,
His hansom face . . .

No!
Humans are forbidden!
Humans are inferior.
Humans,
Are not t

AschLuke: JealousyTitle: Jealousy
Author: D.R. Ward
Date: 5-22-13
Age: 13

Jealousy

I, can't, breathe, when he's,
Looking at you.

I, can't, see, anything but red,
When he touches you.

Get those dirty paws off you!

I, can't, stand, his smile,
When he stares at you.

I don't want to look at him,
Guy, with you.
I don't want to see his face as he serves you,
Like the good little bitch he is.

I don't want you near him...
I don't want you by him...
I won't let you stand there...
As your heart - He wins.

It disgusts me,
To think that he is your friend,
Your ally.

I want him dead, I want him gone,
I want him alone.

Do you remember me?
Me, Asch, sitting on th

Missing From The WorldSometimes, I’m missing from the world,
But no one even cares.

Oh look, they’re playing a game,
I wish I could join.

My feet move like clockwork,
They’re moving towards the group.

My hand reaches out to them,
But I’m instantly shoved away.

Pray,
Pray I don’t die lonely.

Tears fall from my face,
I run towards the sea.

Its arms comes closer to me,
I can’t help but to smile.

I’m standing in the puddle,
I’m ankle deep with my emotions.

People please,
Why am I ‘scary’?

I feel as if I’m dying inside,
The light went dark.

Wait,
There’s someone running to me.

His ha

Brown and BlueThere once was a boy who was so very tall
taller than everything and everyone
that he couldn’t help but look down on everything.
he looked down like a king on his world
or like an overlooker, miserable:
his face always noble, always tragic
photogenic, iconic
the way those long eyelashes were always drawn down
to hide his faded blue eyes.
he missed out on a lot, always looking at things like
concrete
and dirt
and slow-striding feet.

There once was a girl who was not quite as tall
(pretty average, actually)
with the brightest brown eyes
that saw the bright side of things;
amazingly, impossibly,
she was always looking up
at silly things l

AschLuke: A Fiery FlameTitle: A Fiery Flame
Author: D.R. Ward
Date: 5-20-13
Age: 13

A Fiery Flame

I should hate you.

I should wish for your death,
I should wish for your demise.
I should wish for you to perish,
Because you have been living as a disguise.

But I don't.

I should want to punch you,
And beat you,
And scream,
And kill,
And breach,
Until I had my everlasting fill.

But I cannot.

Luke, you changed....
I used to be able to hate you, I did, Luke....
But now....

I fall into your arms,
Wishing for this to end,
But wishing it would never in the same.

And yet, I wonder....
How did you do this to me?

A mere Replica!
I should be able to crush you!
..

In the Dark.Now what moves beyond.
I get lost in the wave of a wind.
Never knowing what I want.
Always confused,
In the dark.

I sense a new wall
Keeping me from myself.
Destroying what I mean.
Always hidden
In the dark.

You wake me from my heart.
Making me see a light.
A flame blazing.
Your sky blue eyes illuminating
In the Dark.

I move through it all.
You in my heart.
I will protect you.
Always believe that.
In the Dark

It is gone.
I know how I feel.
You feel me up.
I know where I'm going.
Through the Dark
Into the light of your eyes.

. You Are My Beat .You drum to the beat,
The beat of my heart,
My heart is a drum,
A drum to a song,
A song to my heart,
With Desire and Passion,
Coursing my veins,
That entice my heart,
To coerce your heart,
To desire what is life.

You sing like a harp,
Playing my lullaby,
You coaxing my body and Thy Soul,
To rest for eternity,
In your songs sleepy fire,
One of Desire.

For eternity I shall,
Lay at your beat,
The beat of your drum,
The beat of my heart,
You shall be my plum,
My sugar plum.

Satan's TemptationShe the angel who lost her way
He the devil dare we say
As he lays torture inside
His stance captures her eye
From that moment on she's in a bind
For she has fallen for that demon inside
He captured her heart with just one smile
His kiss tastes so sweet as the rain pours down
With that one kiss she's intertwined
For she has been so divine
He took her away for she will never be the same
From the moment she said yes
They will be set in this life and the next

Fire x HoonoHer fire is a mystery box
So mysterious yet passionate
Making my curiosity higher and higher
So dazzling, so attractive
Like a new born phoenix
Rising from its ashes

As fearful as an eruptive volcano
But beautiful as an angel,
His flame is mask
Begging me to fall for his power
How mystical, how sensational,
I think I am in love with him

Come to me nowI need him closer
I need him now
Kissing me hard
Pushing me back
Pulling me in
Pinning me down
Picking me up
Just come here
Come to me now

Feel my curves
Bite my lip
Kiss my neck
Bite it if you please
Just come here
Come to me now

To feel your lips
tracing down my jaw
Your warmth over coming me
Giving me chills
Just come here
Come to me now

I've Got A SecretShh, come here, let me tell you something.
I've got a secret
But it's so hard to contain myself.
So come here and let me share this.

There is this boy, handsome and smart,
Like no other, so unique.
With eyes of the sky and strands of sun in his hair,
He is a perfect day, personified.
His voice is the breeze,
calming and chilling me with ease.
His touch is all around me,
the very air I breathe.
His song is a siren's call,
Lilting and hypnotizing, shivering and mesmerizing.
But alas, he is so far, far away.
And yet. . .
He is a beautiful dream that I never want to be waken from.

So there, there's my secret.
This wonderful boy
Who makes my h

Ad vitam aeternamJe te briserais bien le cœur,
Mais je crois que tu n'en as pas.
Tu n'es pas un enfant de chœur,
Pas non plus un enfant de roi.

Alors.

Chacun le voit ton beau visage,
Mais où sont donc tes beaux scrupules ?
D'autres que moi seraient plus sages,
J'aime les crapules.

Je suis prisonnière de ton songe,
Entichée d'un regard de toi.
Et quand la colère me ronge,
Mon corps bat pour toi...

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Give me shaded rocky corners
In the shadow of the wind
Let the sun shine back upon me
You know you took it from me old friend
Please leave me. And dont come back again.

Like stone cattle through stormcloud valleys
You keep running through my mind
And I used to like the feeling but
It's hurting me this time
Take your noise and your pain
And do not haunt my mind again.

Like some maddened ancient butcher
You cut for my heart again
I once gave it to you but now
I take it back again.
Get your knife from out my chest
And do not cut at me again.

Like sandstorms from distant deserts
You callus my skin to steel
It

Elves Nighttime WelcomeIn the dark
Search the stars
On this moonless cloudy night
For the magic
Of the elves
As they play the glimmering light
Like a top
Like a song
Those who can see all delight
In the whispered lighting fancies they behold.

It's the elves
Who control
The light that's in the dark
And their magic
That we see
With each beating of our heart
So look up
In the night
Leave the city find a park
And loose your conscience in the magic of the elves

GhostsThe ghosts were out last night
As I walked back roads alone
Flitting at the edge of sight
Normally would chill me to the bone
To see the black horse toss his head
Rider less he is, and free
No reigns adorn him, it's said
But his saddle waits empty for me.

Others also haunted my lonely path
As I walked last night alone
The black haired twin wraith
Whose eyes are cold as stone
Took the shape of young women
In long black dresses
Sharpening their knives of human bone.

The horse he stood before me
The wraith to either side
I knew that if I passed that point
I would surely die.

A moment I stood waiting
As a tear slid down m

The What-if'sWhat if…
What if…
What if…
What if…
What if I…
What if I'm…
What would I do if I...
What would you do if we…
What should I do?
For me
For you
For ours?
What if I'm…
What if I…
What if…
What if…
What if…

WasI was the stone,
I felt nothing I moved not.
My heart was hardened in my chest
And when I slept I took no rest.
I existed,
My heart was cold and moved not.
And when I saw other's pain
I laughed until I died again.
I felt nothing.

So long ago I only remember
Those days have passed and gone.
Now when I see the pain in others
I almost can't help but cry along.

It hurts so bad
To see you falling to the ground
I am powerless to help you
You struggle on in hope to get through.
Please don't give up.
My unfamiliar emotions warring
I don't understand all this
It almost makes me wish
That I was stone.

So long ago I only

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Dancing

by ~Panther-Nora, Aug 25, 2005, 9:37:16 AM
Literature / Poetry / Romantic / Teen / Free Verse

Dancing by myself
wearing my favorite jeans and an itty bitty shirt
and jasmine perfume
with the music so loud
singing along
watching myself reflected in the window
and my shadow on the floor
because there's nobody else around
and it feels good to be me.

But then you're here
and our bodies once as sure as twining snakes
are strangers
full of elbows and knees
awkward angles
and blind mistakes
my rhythm is gone
the music lost in meaningless noise.

Your eyes find mine
and your hands guide my hips
into a new rhythm
gentler than the first
guide me to a music quieter
that only we can hear
and we are nothing but two vines
growing on the same tree
indistinguishable from each other.

Then you're gone and by myself again
Wearing dirty jeans and your green sweatshirt
that still smells like you
The music pounding out of the speakers so loud
the floor shivers
where my foot counts the beat
biding my time
until we can dance together again.

Dancingby ~Panther-Nora

Literature / Poetry / Romantic / Teen / Free Verse

I wrote this over the last few days, when I realized I was finally comfortable alone, then when my love came to visit me for a few days, and now that he's gone again.

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~PrettyInQuotes Apr 18, 2007

Beautifully written.

I like how it comes back around, in a circle.
It ends well.

~Panther-Nora Apr 20, 2007

Thanks, I like circles too.

*Melanophrionsa Sep 29, 2006

I made that same realisation a while ago...

I barely see Rachel anymore. We're both caught up in our lives...

It's a very symbolic poem...

~Panther-Nora Oct 1, 2006

It's hard work to arrange your lives so two people can be together. My boyfriend and I have both decided to avoid situations where we would have to be away from eachother for months at a time again, and I'm sure once we graduate at the end of this year it would be easier to pay back our debts living apart, but I dont think we'll let that happen.

*Melanophrionsa Oct 1, 2006

I can understand that...

Love is...so unusual. At times I find myself pouring over my feelings, examining them and trying to find their deepest reasonings...

~MezraStorm Aug 31, 2005

^_^ I finally got to read it. It's really nice. Makes me wish I had someone.

~Panther-Nora Sep 3, 2005

Yeah, having someone is nice, as long as they're not just anyone.

~tiger-queen Aug 26, 2005

That is fantastic. I love it so much. I know exactly what you mean

~Panther-Nora Sep 3, 2005

I'm so glad you can relate.
Thank you.

~Ramuel Aug 25, 2005

Hanna, Thats the best poem you've ever written.

-Love

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