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Post by hamiehamham on Nov 8, 2003 0:36:04 GMT -5
Blue
Blue is the feeling of relaxation, Blue is the color of night. Blue is the feeling of apreation, Man, am I right!
Hope and Fountains, true and through, icy cold mountains, we love you blue!!
The stretches of sky, the cold blue ocean, I don't know why, I'm feeling relaxation!
;D
Please comment.
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Post by ShadowMaster on Nov 8, 2003 4:08:22 GMT -5
Sounds great!!!I like it [shadow=red,left,300]Thank you for joining PSX Maniacs![/shadow]
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Post by JCB on Nov 8, 2003 9:38:33 GMT -5
I am not a poem writer. So I can't say they are bad. But that doesn't stop me from asking why did you stop? That was good you should write more!
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Post by hamiehamham on Nov 9, 2003 22:21:57 GMT -5
Stop??! Sorry like I go to like 5 different forums sorry Night
Not a squeal from a cat, not a scream from a child, that's cool, that's that, night makes me wild.
Go wandering at dawn, dark and quiet, I wouldn't walk like a fawn, that's not it.
No one to talk to, I don't care, It's something fun to do, when no one is there.
Count the stars, oh is that fun, look for Mars, don't say "Oh, I've gotta run!"
Day is fun too, bustling about, lot's to do, but night motivates you throughout.
;D
[shadow=blue,left,300]Hey that was good for a 10 year old huh? I'm 10 by the way.[/shadow]
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Post by ChaosLord on Dec 7, 2003 5:01:39 GMT -5
Your songs are pretty nice.You are good at it, keep it up!
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Post by hamiehamham on Dec 19, 2003 22:30:36 GMT -5
The Little Hamster E
Squeak, Do you hear it? The hamster awakes, Sweet and Humble, every bit, It eats and then it shakes.
Winter comes and she lays down, soon paralysed, helpless, the only peson would drown, her in warmth, nevertheless.
ZOOM, ZOOM, on her wheel, it seen that she is happy as can be, she has appeal, they all can see.
Like it? ;D
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Post by ChaosLord on Dec 20, 2003 5:52:02 GMT -5
It's great! ;D
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Post by ShadowMaster on Dec 20, 2003 6:51:39 GMT -5
Nice one.Keep them coming hamham...I like the poems you write.(Feel free to post anything here,even if it's not new)
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Post by hamiehamham on Dec 26, 2003 15:47:40 GMT -5
My Thing
One thing that I like, something common, not cellphones or a bike, something that never will be done.
Music is what I love, I crave and use, it's a gift from above, do not accuse.
I play it, I hear it, listening not to every bit.
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Post by gotenks992 on Dec 26, 2003 15:53:10 GMT -5
That is pretty good.
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Post by ChaosLord on Dec 27, 2003 3:50:10 GMT -5
Nice poem.Keep it up!
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