Ive been on this thread since it started way back god knows when and i don't recall anyone ever saying that the poems posted here had to be created by the said poster.





Anyone can make a rhyme up
Whether its good or bad
A few words thrown togeher
Make them happy or even sad

But some just like to read them
Read creations of others thoughts
So feel free to leave a mark
Maybe yours or from all sorts

Cos a poem is a great read
Whether its short or long
So please keep posting them verses
Right here where they belong

well said paula

and lovely poem

Just read a very sad poem, but might make people think twice about drink driving

I went to a party
And remembered what you said
You told me not to drink, Mum
So I had a Sprite instead

I felt proud of myself
The way you said I would,
That I didn't drink and drive,
Though some friends said I should.

I made a healthy choice,
And your advice to me was right,
The party finally ended,
And the kids drove out of sight.

I got into my car,
Sure to get home in one piece,
I never knew what was coming, Mum
Something I expected least.

Now I'm lying on the pavement,
And I hear the policeman say,
The kid that caused this wreck was drunk,
Mum, his voice seems far away.

My own blood's all around me,
As I try hard not to cry.
I can hear the paramedic say,
This girl is going to die.

I'm sure the guy had no idea,
While he was flying high,
Because he chose to drink and drive,
Now I would have to die.

So why do people do it, Mum
Knowing that it ruins lives?
And now t he pain is cutting me,
Like a hundred stabbing knives.

Someone should have taught him,
That it's wrong to drink and drive.
Maybe if his parents had,
I'd still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter, Mum

I'm getting really scared.
These are my final moments,
And I'm so unprepared.
I wish that you could hold me Mum,

As I lie here and die.
I wish that I could say, 'I love you, Mum!'
So I love you and good-bye.

heard this before, heard it at school when someone from school got killed due to it sad times

Wow,

That ghost writes a hell of a sad poem

hmm?

Was sad Crazz, deep, but very good :)



Poem for Nick

Funky has changed an awful lot
People logged in and thought 'Oh what'!
Colours were bold, brassy and bright
This time the revamp just isnt right :(

The forums could of remained the same
With changes only made to the game
Or change it slighty to save server space
That way nothing is too 'in ya face' :P

Im only one member so you wont care
But Nick reverse forums, if you dare
A smart man you are, nobodys fool
Just please bring back the old funkypool


~Paula~ :P

heard this 1 before under the title, boring

joking very good

Haha matt ^ Good poem, Tho im getting use to the forums now

I wanna write one off the top of my head, Not sure what atm, Lets have a go...

Sitting here, Its oh so calm
Itunes paused wont cause no harm
Drinking port then JD next
Waiting 4 my friday text

Tho I dont think I will be out
Being poorly gave me doubt
Im alright just sitting here
Drinking spirits, wine and beer

God how I love just drifting away
MC Hammer! I will definatly portray
But only when Im slightly drunk
Ill stand up, and give it funk

And maybe a sing, is all what I need?
To please this passion in what I feed
Ill have Drink, Music, Dance and chat...
But tomorrow morning ill feel like a.......Mcdonalds :)

lol not bad for off the top off your head

Writen what you feel and see helps....Tipsy is a must for me
You do one matt

WOO WOO BAB! S'fab that :D:D Moreeeeeeeee Moreeeeeeee

i cant, if i do a poem it has to be meaningfull!

A small girl from a northern town looks up into the sky
as her mind begins to wander, she dreams that she could fly
suddenly, a flutter, from the branch of an oak, a dove takes flight
up above the clouds, into the darkness, the mystery of the night
while she flies she looks beneath, as the world she knows begins to fade
up ahead, she sees a stream of brilliant colors engulf her like a cascade
worlds shimmer beneath her as she soars, filled with wonders not yet imagined
mountains rising up around her, ocean's that can't be fathomed
but she knows without knowing that the dream must end
for she sees the life she knows, coming up ahead
and though the night is ending, she smiles as she lays
for she sees a small girl running from her home, ready to begin her day

first try at writing a poem on here, haven't written one in a while so be nice with criticism, poem is dedicated to a new friend of mine on here, Hailey, hope ya like it kiddo

Lovely!! More moreeeeeeeeeeeeee

More more more

Turf (written by Dave McSavage, pretending to be Nobel-winning poet Seamus Heaney)
I love the sound of the word 'turf' (turf, turf, turf)
Begin with 't' and ending in 'f' (f, f, turf)
The middle sound is 'ur' (ur, ur, turf)
Making the beautiful sound... 'turf' (turf, turf, turf)
"I would love turf-flavoured tea before you turf me out"
Said the man who lived down by the bay (bay, bay, turf)
Made of turf (turf, turf, turf)

Lmao @ that ^

lol thanks guys, glad ya liked that one, may write another if I can think of a nice scene that reminds of a person I know on here

Here i am typing, its silly i know
Its cos im awake, times going slow

Ive been laying here, counting sheep
Tryin my hardest to get some sleep

My eyes are weary, my throat is dry
I cant nod off and i dont know why

On went my ipod, soft tunes it played
I tried to relax but awake i stayed

An hour has passed im feeling sleepy
Just want some sleep b4 i get weepy

~Paula~