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Post by babclayman on Feb 1, 2013 13:16:33 GMT -5
That is a good poem of Sound, Get's to the point, Ram! Now don't you hear the Ramble as we Scramble Green Eggs & Ham!? X3
Still, Very Nice Poem, Shadow. Add some music and we might have a song here. Looking forward to seeing more from you. X3
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Post by Shadow Dearly on Feb 1, 2013 13:29:15 GMT -5
Hehhehee maybe you and I could make "The Rhythm of Sound" into a song Bab ;3. You have that piano app onto your Ipod.
And I'm working on a poem now as we speak. It's called "I Dread of Things to Come."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 1, 2013 13:54:26 GMT -5
Another awesome poem, Shadow.
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Post by Shadow Dearly on Feb 8, 2013 18:28:06 GMT -5
Oh Mai, it's been a while since I last uploaded something on DA! Well I can make it up with this. A Poem about Sonic.EXE. Now Sonic.EXE, if you are wondering, is a creepypasta story about someone who has been given a haunted Sonic game disc and told to get rid of it and not play it. Does he play the game? Read the Creepypasta and find out. I'll post a link: creepypasta.wikia.com/wiki/Sonic.exe"Sonic.EXE"Sonic.EXE
Creepy as can be
As far as the eye can see
The game will scare you I guarantee
Having the chosen three
Trapped, never to be free
See the powers of EXE
To the highest degree
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Post by Deleted on Feb 8, 2013 18:39:52 GMT -5
Very nice, Shadow. You have a real knack for poems.
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Post by Belchic on Feb 27, 2013 12:59:11 GMT -5
Ooh! An off-topic poem, eh? Very interesting, and I'm still trying to come up with other ideas.
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Post by Shadow Dearly on Mar 16, 2013 11:31:30 GMT -5
Ladies and Gentlepups, I give you another poem, a Dark one to be exact.
“I Want to Be Alone”
I want to be alone, I mess things up I am not one happy pup
Almost every day of the week Of all the times I dare speak
I sometimes wish I could just leave Leave this world and not be peeved
For all I do is make things worse My anger is soon to burst
I Like to thank the people of YouTube who reversed Lavender Town's theme. It was my main inspiration for this poem.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 16, 2013 11:51:04 GMT -5
Nice but dark poem, Shadow. I really enjoy your poems.
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Post by Shadow Dearly on May 19, 2013 11:24:14 GMT -5
Woah! It's been a while since I last uploaded some of my poems here. Well to make it up, I shall post two of my poems here.
First off, is a poem about rip-offs. Who here hates rip-offs? Then, this is the poem for you.
"Rip-Offs"
Rip-off shows are not that great Yet gives us stuff to really hate The biggest problem we can see Is unoriginality
Rip-offs bomb and rip-off suck They make everyone run amuck I really wish they would stop this Before I end up really pissed
I can’t be bothered with watching The rip-offs and I rather sing ‘Cause singing is original Like playing a game of baseball
The only way I can be glad Is watching something that’s not bad Unfortunately it means that All rip-offs are just full of crap
Finally, the second poem I wrote is about people being bored and having nothing to do. In fact, the name of this poem is called The Most Boring Poem Ever. Also, as you can see, this poem has the ABAB rhyme scheme.
"The Most Boring Poem Ever"
I don't know what to do today Cause I'm extremely bored I do not want to play Nor practice with my sword
There's nothing fun to do In this sad world of mine It's making me feel blue On a scale of one to nine
Today's extremely boring It's a boring day indeed No need to go exploring As I will not fill that need
Hope you'll like these poems.
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Post by Raine Dearly on May 20, 2013 8:21:28 GMT -5
Well said about rip offs shad. The most boring poem is actually really interesting well done shad.
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Post by Shadow Dearly on May 20, 2013 8:39:31 GMT -5
Hehhe thank you Raine :3.
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Post by Shadow Dearly on Jun 21, 2013 0:36:35 GMT -5
Okay, Shadow here with a new poem I've finished today. It literally took me three days to write this particular poem because well...I procrastinated and spent the rest of my time on Second Life. But anyway, here's the newest poem. It's called "Envision" Notice that the poem, with the exception of the end, has the ABAB rhyme scheme. It's something I've been meaning to do.
“Envision”
Envision all the places you've been dreaming of Now close your eyes and imagine that you are there All around, up and down, and up above On the ground, underground, and everywhere
Envision all your problems disintegrating As you soon begin to forget all the bad stuff ‘Cause sending away your worries is a good thing For it is something you surely can’t get enough
I promise for a fact that you will feel okay When I'm done with you, you won’t feel bad anymore And come tomorrow it will be a brand new day Full of fun surprises that you will adore
Envisioning stuff really works I assure you Its technique even calms down the fiercest foe…
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Post by Shadow Dearly on Jul 22, 2013 16:25:20 GMT -5
Okie, a quick heads-up.
I am in the process of writing a dark poem about Shadow. I won't tell you what it is as it will ruin the surprise. But please be assured that this is a work of fiction from my own my mind...my own twisted mind.
All I can say about this poem is that you'll want to read it again and again.
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Post by Belchic on Jul 22, 2013 16:42:34 GMT -5
That'll be nice. I haven't seen you do a poem in a while.
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Post by Shadow Dearly on Jul 22, 2013 19:50:28 GMT -5
Okay, the poem is finished. And it has been while since I last wrote a dark poem =D.
WARNING: This poem is dark. If you don't like how I depict Shadow in dark ways. Don't read this poem. Instead, click the back button, located on the top left hand corner of your computer screen. Anyway, this is a poem about Shadow's biggest fear. Hope you enjoy.
“Shadow’s Fear”
On the farm, home of Dalmatians wild and free Stood one with star spots as lonely as can be No one dared to neither talk to him nor make friends When he did wrong, no one made amends He wondered why he was treated this way He wanted to play, but to his dismay The others sent him away The pup stared at the rainy sky showing sadness He wanted to be free from all this madness As the falling rain damped his fur He pondered what else could occur With a sigh, they shoved him by When he asked, they did deny One threatened, said he should die At that, the pup began to cry As he cried, they threw him down Down on the cold, wet ground Whilst taunting was heard all around Then they left the pup all alone By himself to groan
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