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Post by DemonicKitty on Jun 5, 2006 15:34:52 GMT -5
This game is where there are 9 words for the week, everyone writes a poem in which every word must be. I have done this game many times. Its very fun to play and its a way to activate your creativity. to get this game started i will give you the words a friend sent me, My poem is horribly rhymed, because when i wrote it I was obligated to Rhyme each word in the word bank. You DO NOT have to rhyme.
Words for the week of June 5th - June 12th:
Love --- Pain
Hate --- Life
Fear --- Thread
Tears --- Abandonment
Hurt
Good Luck and i look forward to reading all of your works. Please post them here on this thread.
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Post by DemonicKitty on Jun 5, 2006 15:38:35 GMT -5
When i wrote this poem i had just finished watching a movie about a man you abused his wife and eventually killed her. So mine is horribly rhymed and it is cliche. Good Luck
The Struggle
She gave him nothing but love,
He treated Her as a dove,
as if She came from above,
but after marriage he began to shove.
She thought that if She'd wait,
it would pass and She wouldnt be his bait
She realized this was to be her fate,
and the man She once loved, She began to hate.
He began to treat her like dirt,
all He brought to Her was hurt,
She had not friends to give Her comfort,
He forced Her to act like a whore and wear very *friendly* personty skirts.
She felt a sence of abandonment,
She was like a pheasant,
She became His servent,
and Her beatings became more and more frequent.
Within time came the fear,
and everynight flowed the tears,
He'd sit and drink His beer,
He'd watch Her and laugh and sneer.
When He went to work He tied her up with a chain,
He laughed at her pain,
down Her cheeks there were tearstains,
She finally realized, Her husband was insane.
Those three years of their life
She tried to be the perfect wife,
but there was just too much strife,
that night She decided to take the knife.
Her life hanging by a thread,
He stood there looking at the bloodshed,
She knew there was nothing to dread,
She said "I hate you" took her last breath and then was dead.
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Post by Poet Lady Rose on Jun 6, 2006 11:28:05 GMT -5
Trials of Life
Life is full of trials and tests
Often we hang on by a thread
Trying to be superhuman
Fills us with dread
It is a feat you come to hate
Tears stream down your cheeks
As the hurt and pain takes over
Of all the tasks undone for weeks
You fear you are a failure
So many tasks undone
You continue pushing yourself
All work and no fun
The abandonment of your friends
Of your family too
Has left you lonely and cold
You wonder what to do
Life is to short
To continue on your track
You have to change today
Never looking back...
BY:Poet Lady Rose
I am not sure if I like this poem or not but I attempted to make it worth reading. I had to give this game a try. Anything to get my creativity going. I love to write and I love a challange and this was both in one. Great game.
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Post by DemonicKitty on Jun 6, 2006 11:39:57 GMT -5
Wow that was awesome, a wonderful write ^^
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Post by Poet Lady Rose on Jun 6, 2006 11:51:45 GMT -5
Thank you very much. It was a quick write I am glad that it is worthy of being read and liked.
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