OK i've written a few poems today, so i'll just keep posting them on this thread. i might to like some other people a post all my stuff on one thread, not make a new one every poem, here they are!

THE MIDNIGHT SUN

i was there the night, of the birth of the midnight sun,
it was wraped up, and taken away from it's mother miss Anna-shea.
i watched them take the midnight sun away.

i was only 10 and 2, on that very day,
but my memory serves me well, about what happened that day.
now i am 4 and 20, and i've seen the pain,
the pain the midnight sun has caused,
the pain of it's mother, miss Anna-Shea,
the pain of it's father, who never saw his child.

the pain the midnight sun has caused the whole land,
as he slowly comes to power, now he has come after me,
little miss 4 and 20.

once the midnight sun comes for you, there is only one thing to do.
run, run, from the midnight sun.

and so i run, straight through the night,
always running, from the midnight sun.

the midnight sun, and his men, always pursueing me.

so i run faster,
i run, i run from each one,
each with a gun, from them i run.

so here i am, running from men with guns,
in the midnight sun, i run.
i run, in the cold of snow, trying to find the place,
i am ment to go.

i run from them, men with guns,
i run in the midnight sun, in hope to find,
my dear loved one.

who i lost, to the midnight sun.
one by one, we all fall,
to the midnight sun,
as we run, from his men with guns,
for the midnight sun, is not a sun.

but a son, born in the midnight.

we run, from the midnight son.

if the midnight son, ever catches us,
all there will be to do,
is run.

WHEN YOU SAY YOU ARE PERFECT

when you say you are perfect,
you mean you are corrected.
when you say you are perfect,
you mean that your were never left unchecked.
when you say you are perfect,
you really are not.
when you say you are perfect,
you need to reflect.
for only a fool, claims to be perfect,
only one, has lead a perfect life.
and at age 33,
he died for you and me.
when you say you are perfect,
you mean you are corrected.
when you say you are perfect,
you mean you are saved.

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<center>“Envy consists in seeing things never in themselves, but only in their relations. If you desire glory, you may envy Napoleon, but Napoleon envied Caesar, Caesar envied Alexander, and Alexander, I daresay, envied Hercules, who never existed.”
at one point, I was alejandrah.

oOoOoOooo ... you're really good, Kade *yes i'll keep calling you that * i should check out this thead from time to time ... have you ever considered publishing these?

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i've thought about it lots, i just don't know how.

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<center>“Envy consists in seeing things never in themselves, but only in their relations. If you desire glory, you may envy Napoleon, but Napoleon envied Caesar, Caesar envied Alexander, and Alexander, I daresay, envied Hercules, who never existed.”
at one point, I was alejandrah.

welll ... if you get your poems read and you have the money ... then you can get them published

actually ask Jax about it ... i think he was gonna publish his poems too

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yeah, but who's gonna pay money to read my poems if i do get them published?

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<center>“Envy consists in seeing things never in themselves, but only in their relations. If you desire glory, you may envy Napoleon, but Napoleon envied Caesar, Caesar envied Alexander, and Alexander, I daresay, envied Hercules, who never existed.”
at one point, I was alejandrah.

sorry for the double post, but i wrote another poem, this one doesn't have a title.

baby born, in still of night.
his mother unknowing, that he would become knight.
boy turned 6, such a smart little lad.
never have you seen, such a proud dad.
young man turned 10, has become a page.
living in, the golden age.
young man turned 15, almost a knight.
his greatest joy, is to fight.
man turned 18, now a new knight.
his father, never prounder in his life.
man turned 20, falling in love.
with his sweet Leah.
man turned 23, married to his dear Leah.
soon to be father, to his own son.
baby born in still of night.
his father well knowing, that he would become a knight.

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<center>“Envy consists in seeing things never in themselves, but only in their relations. If you desire glory, you may envy Napoleon, but Napoleon envied Caesar, Caesar envied Alexander, and Alexander, I daresay, envied Hercules, who never existed.”
at one point, I was alejandrah.

i'd buy it for sure even if its over the internet.

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thankie mama! i'm gonna start trying to get my stuff published!

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<center>“Envy consists in seeing things never in themselves, but only in their relations. If you desire glory, you may envy Napoleon, but Napoleon envied Caesar, Caesar envied Alexander, and Alexander, I daresay, envied Hercules, who never existed.”
at one point, I was alejandrah.

good girl and be sure to tell me when its dont cos i swear i want a first copy

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aight, i will, it'll probs be in my sig if it does, ya knows, perhaps a site you could buy it off of! *starts day dreaming*

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<center>“Envy consists in seeing things never in themselves, but only in their relations. If you desire glory, you may envy Napoleon, but Napoleon envied Caesar, Caesar envied Alexander, and Alexander, I daresay, envied Hercules, who never existed.”
at one point, I was alejandrah.

haha ... i wont miss it, lol

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new poem! this one isn't that good, and it doesn't really rhyme.

this is your dance, the dance of your life.
do everything you've ever dreamed of, and never think twice.
people never fail at dieing, it's at living they fail.
we will all die one day, that fact is 100% real.
never fear love, and never fear hate, never fear whatever you may feel.
sing every song, don't worry if you can't hit a note.
dance as if no one's there, never be afraid, to say 3 little words.
when it comes to someone you care for, always say that you do.
if you do all these things, and still feel somethings wrong.
never fear, just ask him, into your heart.
soon you'll be singing, a sweet song of freedom.
and when you die, you'll have a place in his kingdom.

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<center>“Envy consists in seeing things never in themselves, but only in their relations. If you desire glory, you may envy Napoleon, but Napoleon envied Caesar, Caesar envied Alexander, and Alexander, I daresay, envied Hercules, who never existed.”
at one point, I was alejandrah.

OH, I luv it!! it rox!! & u should get ur stuff published! that'd be cool!! & ya, Jax is gonna publsih his stuff in a book. (which i'll be buying. lol ) & I'll def. buy urs, 2!!

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"Great art is as irrational as great music. It is mad with its own loveliness."

no matter!! it dont matter if it doesnt rhyme ... its too great!

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thanks ya'll, i love getting feed back!

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<center>“Envy consists in seeing things never in themselves, but only in their relations. If you desire glory, you may envy Napoleon, but Napoleon envied Caesar, Caesar envied Alexander, and Alexander, I daresay, envied Hercules, who never existed.”
at one point, I was alejandrah.