Dont let Amanda Holden read that....there will be floods not just in Cornwall

good poems guys..... very heartfelt

(TY Tids)



Sorry


Straight for the heart, in the form of a ghost
In goes the poison, to the heart they love most
That was never my intention you know that too
The reason purely being i would never hurt you
So now i'll say sorry and i say it sincere
Im SORRY for opening our troubles here
Not just some female with bubbles to spout
A person with feelings and needed to shout
Still i know thats no reason for ppl to see
The troubles and strife of you and of me
Things posted hasty and feelings still raw
Maybe these poems could be the last straw
Your hurting with me you sed come what may
That you will still love me, and DITTO i say
We have had SOMETHING thats ever so strong
Reminded of it daily thru verse and thru song
The poems have been posted everyones seen
Again i am SORRY if posting seemed mean
The last of my poems about mine and your plight
From now they are private and kept out of sight

~Paula~




(Sorry everyone)

Edited at 23:28 Fri 30/05/08 (BST)

RANDOM
Lets make light of recent posts guys
Forget all the dramas and teary eyes
Think about Jill and her great rhyme
Think about when shes downing her wine
What about Tids our yfront wearing cap'n
Making ya laugh the guy makes it happen
What about Meeks and Wiz recent verses
Great yh they was all sweet with no curses
What about when Bob copied from a song
I thought he'd composed it, Pfft how wrong
Grae he has posted some with great thought
One about Abba and the joy that they brought
Back in the day was Squeezy Swing Ste
Theirs were the 1st Poems read by me
With laughter and giggles titles galore
Would leave us readers shouting MORE!
Since then this thread has grown so much
Past and present people left their touch
Though now most are deep leave an impact
We need some more fiction rather than fact
I for one will welcome some funny Lines
And leave all the serious ones far behind
So come on dear ppl lets have a laff
Post all your gimicks in this here gaff

cough cough tids ur turn i do beleive

ahem pass me the gas and air

lmao oiiiiiiiiiii i cant do that,its for me






now come on chop chop

to the pair of you
get a grip, a-a-achoo
sorry i sneezed
but im so pleased
you are making sense
and not being dense
so kiss and make up
then we can have a pee up
we love ya both very much
mine and cheekys heart you did touch

Love to S + P

Way to go tidsss





see you didnt need the gas and air

*HUGS TIDS n JILL*

just a swift vodka and coke did the trick

omg wait while hes had a few more lmao

nice poem sorry i missed it, ive been slack here lately

Pffttttt *rolls eyes*





lol

ok ok

theres this lancashire lass i know
i sent her a message of homer saying d-oh
it was 32 times for her phone
not for the dog,it wanted a bone
anyway her name is jill
she wont keep still
even when she takes a sleepy pill
she still likes to clean the window sill
it must be mr sheen
that keeps her keen
the co2 gases
that steam up her glasses
so if you see her about
make sure you shout
OI CHEEKY
YOUR NOT FREAKY
your and your old m8 tids
act like a pair of freakin' kids


*takes a bow*

oooh i done me back in

A heart, was once whole
now lies dead and broken
a once sleeping pain
now alive and awoken
and all that seemed good
and in you that was best
the beat of a heart
now broken in my chest

for when we first met
seemed the sun was so bright
now the sun is no more
and darkness fills my life
for what we once were
will no longer be
like a ship in a storm
being drowned by the sea

as loneliness swells
and encases my heart
i lay lost and alone
and too weak to start
so to give up in life
such a choice what to make
for i travel alone
on this path that i take

and what choice do i have
but to wander alone
for a heart that i had
now encased in pure stone
for feelings have left me
i stand, now, a shell
lost in my memories
in my personal hell
once the thought of you
was a boost to my soul
now all i can think of
a heart that once was whole

For Aidan!!!!

There is a large triangle
With three 60 degree angles
He has arms and legs
I love scrambled eggs

He doesn't show his face
For he is afraid of women with mace
Hes such a nice guy
He likes to pretend hes shy

Some of you know him as hothead bob
I also like corn on the cob
Hes got a great smile
He carries around a nail file

When he gets old he'll prolly be crippled
For right now he has great big dimples
For posting this he's going to call me evil
I am sure now you will call me your rival!





this may very well be the most ridiculous thing that has ever come from me

but from now on bob will be known to me as DIMPLES

Edited at 08:26 Sat 31/05/08 (BST)

Sorry Paula (Lighthearted poems to follow ok, but you will understand this one)

This a just few lines, to my good mate Jill
She has posted on Gen, that she is seriously ill
That took some guts, now I'll say my part
You keep fighting chic, I know YOU have the heart
Ever since you have told me, about yourself and your plight
I know you will go on, and keep up the fight
If you need help, you know that I'm here
Although i'm no doctor, I'll bring you some cheer
I'll make you laugh, and will make you smile
And when you pull through, it will make it worthwhile
Jill?..please promise me this, and stick to your word
That you'll keep me posted, you crazy, crazy bird
And to your request, about me and some girl
I will promise you, that I'll give it a whirl
But this is not about me, this poem is about you
And I really need you, to fight and pull through
I've known you the longest, here on this website
And yes, I Know THAT YOU DO HAVE THAT FIGHT!!

Luv ya xx

~Stell~


Edited at 21:10 Sat 31/05/08 (BST)

ditto

well said mate

Ireland

A place to live
No country alike
Full of pride
Ready to fight

Make are rules
No one can change
Live in freedom
Keep turning the page

They can try
But they will fail
As we are Irish
We will prevail

go maith

JILL

Stell, I cried when i read that am sure Jill did too
Some very sincere and heartfelt words from you
But to treat her no different is her one request
So lets make her laff loads at least try our best

*Waves* Oh Cooey dear Jilly or shud i say flappy
You make me howl at your poems theyre crappy
And when were in game spesh with 'Get' Pit
You make me laff and my sides nearly split

You truly are mad, as mad as it goes
I PMSL when Pit says Jillian touch ya toes!
WHO ME? was ur reply oh ok are ya sure?
Am telling ya fat get you'll only want more!!