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que lastima.. mi hija es una estudiante de espanol.. i will miss my girl .. she is going to spain for six weeks .. i will not sleep until she returns.. .. .. ..Down the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
As she slams the door in his drunken face
And now he stands outside
And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
And his tears fall and burn the garden green0 -
oh...your daughter....tell her to go to Madrid....it's heaven on earth.....los madrilenos son mejor de todos....they're asking me to prove why I should be allowed to stay with my baby in Australia, because I'm mentally ill......and they think I should leave......0
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in my room i scribble a sonnet new,
so much is on my mind i should feign rest,
tis empty as the sky is cloudless blue,
my soul cries for some tree branch safety's nest,
so is my search for love and happiness,
so i borrow from songs i love anew,
written for lovers whose lust is cruel,
sung for the soul's mean moment and no less..
capture me my sweetest darling beauty,
rapture my soul and crave my lust for you,
squeeze me with your arms and thighs and cooty,
set free my pulsive rocking motions true..
get with it - we shall visit higher grounds,
creating heat's lust without it's bounds
this is truly ruff and rambling but i put alot of time into it so i am going to post it... hope you let me know how to improve it because i have alot of feeling in this one, it's just that i am not getting with it right now... thanksDown the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
As she slams the door in his drunken face
And now he stands outside
And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
And his tears fall and burn the garden green0 -
it's quite raw, as it should be.....apart from a couple of spelling errors.....I think it's ready.....I can't think of a way it could be changed.....although I tried.........they're asking me to prove why I should be allowed to stay with my baby in Australia, because I'm mentally ill......and they think I should leave......0
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ababcdcdefefgg
through all my waking slumbers I can walk
through all the countless rumbles of the crowd
and taking off my ears from ranting talk
to whisper lyrics soft and music loud
today I found I couldn't stay afloat
when then I saw you standing in the queue
it made me grab my bag and drop my coat
and turn my music off and look from you
I blushed and wondered then if you could see it
I rushed to cover up my simple shyness
you smiled so sweetly, shyly....will you be it
the wetness drowning out my every dryness
you know it's meant that we should be together
it has to be or love no more I'll ever....they're asking me to prove why I should be allowed to stay with my baby in Australia, because I'm mentally ill......and they think I should leave......0 -
thnx for ur input ISN .. sometimes i flow sometimes i just don't knowDown the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
As she slams the door in his drunken face
And now he stands outside
And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
And his tears fall and burn the garden green0 -
you're crazy....like me....they're asking me to prove why I should be allowed to stay with my baby in Australia, because I'm mentally ill......and they think I should leave......0
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Originally posted by ISN
ababcdcdefefgg
through all my waking slumbers I can walk
through all the countless rumbles of the crowd
and taking off my ears from ranting talk
to whisper lyrics soft and music loud
today I found I couldn't stay afloat
when then I saw you standing in the queue
it made me grab my bag and drop my coat
and turn my music off and look from you
I blushed and wondered then if you could see it
I rushed to cover up my simple shyness
you smiled so sweetly, shyly....will you be it
the wetness drowning out my every dryness
you know it's meant that we should be together
it has to be or love no more I'll ever
I LIKE THIS VERY MUCH .. THANK YOU ISNDown the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
As she slams the door in his drunken face
And now he stands outside
And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
And his tears fall and burn the garden green0 -
cool....thanks.....*blushes*......:)....they're asking me to prove why I should be allowed to stay with my baby in Australia, because I'm mentally ill......and they think I should leave......0
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Originally posted by FinsburyParkCarrots
Bump.......Down the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
As she slams the door in his drunken face
And now he stands outside
And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
And his tears fall and burn the garden green0 -
Well, I'm about to head to the pub but before I do, here's Shakespeare's Sonnet 129:
The expense of spirit in a waste of shame
Is lust in action: and till action, lust
Is perjured, murderous, bloody, full of blame,
Savage, extreme, rude, cruel, not to trust;
Enjoyed no sooner but despised straight;
Past reason hunted; and no sooner had,
Past reason hated, as a swallowed bait,
On purpose laid to make the taker mad.
Mad in pursuit and in possession so;
Had, having, and in quest to have extreme;
A bliss in proof, and proved, a very woe;
Before, a joy proposed; behind a dream.
All this the world well knows; yet none knows well
To shun the heaven that leads men to this hell.0 -
have a pint on me fins!!Down the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
As she slams the door in his drunken face
And now he stands outside
And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
And his tears fall and burn the garden green0 -
Originally posted by olderman
have a pint on me fins!!
Why thank you, sir. I think there's a band playing in the pub tonight. I'll come back and write a sonnet about them, especially if the drummer's crap.0 -
bumping this for the new poets on the board
need more sonnets pleaseDown the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
As she slams the door in his drunken face
And now he stands outside
And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
And his tears fall and burn the garden green0 -
Damn! This may be too big of a challenge for me my friend.
I'm working on it.0 -
Ouch this was hard. Not sure if it's any good, but can't resist a challenge.
He looks up to the skies and gives his praise
For her sunrise smiles and moonlight kisses
A once cold heart beats within all ablaze
Since he found the answer to his wishes
He walks consumed with a new loves passion
To the place they first met and fell in love
Finds her there and feels her skin like satin
Love cascades as waterfalls from above
And if passion fades as time progresses
If looks wither and skin once silken age
Their love will shine burning time to ashes
And they'll dance upon loves eternal stageUp here in my tree0 -
I was en route to Ophelia's Nun with this one, but I'll add it here as well.
It's called "First Kiss". I presume we've all had one.
River pulsions lap the landscape kerb
of public ground; geese waddle through in twos,
nodding forth like winged pharoahs. Herb
sweetnesses between bloom pinks, full blues
and dancing reds, envelop two who drift
closely, strangers, man and woman, now
Remarking on their perfume. Sunplays shift
Brilliantly on the river flow.
Man and woman. Standing now. A bee
hovers low above a honey chance.
Sun sapphire, gold and blue. Near, now. A free
rush of water sound. A mirror dance
of glances, pulses, nearness. Now. A kiss,
a river flood, windmagic, scented bliss!0 -
when the king had decreed all love was lost
his queen set out with jesters for pleasure
helpless and hoping she sought love at cost
found zingers, yea love's singers at measure
all the which used her beauteous form so fine
pattern'd their lust on latticed needle point
for which she was known - yes by eyes of mine
spread upon the sheets readied to annoint -
nobles be not proud for 'twas as a lark
her heart was broken by the bastard king
yet love her i did for her lovely face
still melts my memory's nodes and sparks
sonnets - hopes of a man who wants to sing
of love's finest moments and fallen graceDown the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
As she slams the door in his drunken face
And now he stands outside
And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
And his tears fall and burn the garden green0 -
Originally posted by FinsburyParkCarrots
I was en route to Ophelia's Nun with this one, but I'll add it here as well.
It's called "First Kiss". I presume we've all had one.
River pulsions lap the landscape kerb
of public ground; geese waddle through in twos,
nodding forth like winged pharoahs. Herb
sweetnesses between bloom pinks, full blues
and dancing reds, envelop two who drift
closely, strangers, man and woman, now
Remarking on their perfume. Sunplays shift
Brilliantly on the river flow.
Man and woman. Standing now. A bee
hovers low above a honey chance.
Sun sapphire, gold and blue. Near, now. A free
rush of water sound. A mirror dance
of glances, pulses, nearness. Now. A kiss,
a river flood, windmagic, scented bliss!
i remember my first kiss
it was much like this
sweet ellen down by the crick
bet you thought i showed her my..
puppy dog when we ran home so embarrased by the kiss
nice fins, thank you sir!!Down the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
As she slams the door in his drunken face
And now he stands outside
And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
And his tears fall and burn the garden green0
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