Poem

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When the skies become gray
And the seas become red
I pray to my god
That we never end up dead

Life,
It is great
Death,
it is sad

I have come here today
To only say
that I wish to be here to stay
To get out of this fray

You are all my friends
These words will never meet their ends
We shall have our differences
But we can overcome the occurences.

[Indigo]

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The friends i miss, inspired these.

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O My freinds! o my friends!
Where art thou?
Im all alone! Alone, I say!
And i fear you've met your ends.
We won the war, some say
We lost this war, I say
I've lost you all, and they call this a victory
Please come back to me!
I dont want to be alone any longer!

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When the wise become dumb
And the fast become slow
They've already lost
And they dont even know.

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^that was good

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What is life?
It is only filled with strife.
Grief fills the world.
It's as if it's been hurled
Down here to make us suffer
While we only try to buffer
Our own lives
To find that secret happiness

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Roses are red
Violets are blue
If you only knew
How much I hate you

This is to myself to remind me of my mistakes, so as not to repeat them.

[Indigo]

If only you knew?

But you shouldn't hate your mistakes. Those poor, lonely mistakes exist because of you, and only want to be corrected, so you can learn from them and move on.

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Why do we cry?
Is it bcuz we all die?
Why oh why?
My oh my.....
It looks bloody.....
as another just died.
Many have cried
Yet, we will see him again
Just dont tell Poe's Raven

[thadudette]

I like how you use your punctuation/pauses in this one
Only minor beef I have is that the last line sounds more like you threw it in there for rhyming purposes rather than poetic purposes

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Aug 17, 2012 3:16:39 GMT thadudette said:

I like how you use your punctuation/pauses in this one
Only minor beef I have is that the last line sounds more like you threw it in there for rhyming purposes rather than poetic purposes

Actually I am more referring to Edgar Allen poe's The Raven, where it drives the man into a rage, when it says that his dead wife will never be seen with him in heaven and that he will never have a chancce to see her again.

[thadudette]

Given the capitalization of "Raven" I figured it had something to do with the old Poe boy ... Still, if that's an important element in the poem maybe you should introduce it in the poem some before outright mentioning it. Just throwing it in as a rhyme makes it feel slightly awkward
If anything "Poe's Raven" might sound 1% better [IMHO] than "the Raven." :3
(why I'm commenting so much on this particular one I'm really not sure xD)

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Aug 19, 2012 5:06:29 GMT thadudette said:

If anything "Poe's Raven" might sound 1% bettersure xD)

Done

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Nothing,
All life,
What is it?
Are we really nothing?
No, we are truly something.
We are all alive
We are something,
All life,
Something.

this is
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I just really like this poem

The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door -
Only this, and nothing more."

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow; - vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow - sorrow for the lost Lenore -
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore -
Nameless here for evermore.

And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me - filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating,
"'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door -
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door; -
This it is, and nothing more."

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
"Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you"- here I opened wide the door; -
Darkness there, and nothing more.

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore?"
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore!" -
Merely this, and nothing more.

Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
"Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice:
Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore -
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore; -
'Tis the wind and nothing more."

Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore;
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door -
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door -
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore.
"Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven,
Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore -
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning- little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blest with seeing bird above his chamber door -
Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
With such name as "Nevermore."

But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Nothing further then he uttered- not a feather then he fluttered -
Till I scarcely more than muttered, "other friends have flown before -
On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before."
Then the bird said, "Nevermore."

Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
"Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store,
Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster
Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore -
Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore
Of 'Never - nevermore'."

But the Raven still beguiling all my fancy into smiling,
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust and door;
Then upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore -
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore
Meant in croaking "Nevermore."

This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing
To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core;
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o'er,
But whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er,
She shall press, ah, nevermore!

Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
Swung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor.
"Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee - by these angels he hath sent thee
Respite - respite and nepenthe, from thy memories of Lenore:
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! -
Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted -
On this home by horror haunted- tell me truly, I implore -
Is there - is there balm in Gilead? - tell me - tell me, I implore!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil - prophet still, if bird or devil!
By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore -
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore -
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore."
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

"Be that word our sign in parting, bird or fiend," I shrieked, upstarting -
"Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken!- quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted - nevermore!

[Indigo]

The apparition of these faces in the crowd;
Petals on a wet, black bough.

Greatest poem ever.
I don't get why it's so amazing and I'm getting tired of seeing it in every class we talk about poems.

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When the wise ones sing,
About mending promising,
We will keep hoping.

[Indigo]

About mending promising...? I don't think that makes sense.

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Well, since im a huge fan of the lantern powers, im gonna put these here.

Blue Lantern Oath
In fearful day, in raging night,
With strong hearts full, our souls ignite,
When all seems lost in the War of Light,
Look to the stars-- For hope burns bright!

Green Lantern Oath
In brightest day, in blackest night,
No evil shall escape my sight.
Let those who worship evil's might,
Beware my power...
Green Lantern's Light!

Red Lantern Oath
With blood and rage of crimson red,
Ripped from a corpse so freshly dead,
Together with our hellish hate,
We'll burn you all--That is your fate!

Yellow Lantern Oath (Sinestro Corps)
In blackest day, in brightest night,
Beware your fears made into light
Let those who try to stop what's right,
Burn like my power*... Sinestro's might!

Indigo Lantern Oath (Indigo Tribe)
Tor lorek san, bor nakka mur,
Natromo faan tornek wot ur.
Ter Lantern ker lo Abin Sur,
Taan lek lek nok--Formorrow Sur!

Pink Lantern Oath (Star Sapphires)
For hearts long lost and full of fright,
For those alone in blackest night,
Accept our ring and join our fight,
Love conquers all-- with violet light!

Black Lantern Oath
The Blackest Night falls from the skies,
The darkness grows as all light dies,
We crave your hearts and your demise,
By my black hand, the dead shall rise!

There is no known oath for orange lanterns or white lanterns, regardless, though I'm gonna make it my goal to memorize all the lantern oaths.
CHALLENGE ACCEPTED!!!