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| Your School's Name: Herschel Grammar School | MY URL: Visit Me |
| My Email: Email Me | Your Name: Jenna Hallesy |
| Poet's Name (if not yourself) | |
| Any comments about why you wrote it? |
Your Poem:
STARS ARE...
Stars are travelling fairies,
That got lost on their way,
They look for a roadsign in the night,
But rest during the day,
If only they would realise,
The sky is noy a place,
It's just a giant motorway,
To get to outer space!
MY LAST AND SOLEMN WILL
Blood running through me as cold as
steel,
Anger is my Achilles heel,
Lightening strike me before I kill,
It is my last and solemn will.
I'm full of hatred unlike some,
And I'm glad to say your time has come,
I hope you lie all cold and still,
It is my last and solemn will.
My spindly hand is raised and true,
Inside it a knife all bloody like you,
Somebody give me a suicide pill,
It is my last and solemn will.
And now you're dead you're not the
victim,
I hated you just as I did him,
So through his heart shall go a rill,
It is my last and solemn will.
I tracked him down just like you,
And tore ripped then sliced him too,
Lightening struck me after the kill it
was my last and solemn wil
| Your School's Name: Herschel Grammar School | MY URL: Visit Me |
| My Email: Email Me | Your Name: Jenna Hallesy |
| Poet's Name (if not yourself) | |
| Any comments about why you wrote it? |
Your Poem:
Stars are travelling fairies,
That got lost on their way,
They look for a roadsign in the night,
But rest during the day,
If only they would realise,
The sky is noy a place,
It's just a giant motorway,
To get to outer space!
| Your School's Name: Herschel Grammar School | MY URL: Visit Me |
| My Email: Email Me | Your Name: Jenna Hallesy |
| Poet's Name (if not yourself) | |
| Any comments about why you wrote it? |
Your Poem:
Stars are travelling fairies,
That got lost on their way,
They look for a roadsign in the night,
But rest during the day,
If only they would realise,
The sky is noy a place,
It's just a giant motorway,
To get to outer space!
| Your School's Name: watch |
| MY URL: Visit Me |
| Your Name: Ralph |
| Poet's Name (if not yourself) |
| Any comments about why you wrote it? it,s what I feel |
Your Poem:
Mr wicked man of coruption leading this world to destruction, acting so blind to the sign's of time, this modern day of life is a big time complication,that's why most the people are livin in confusion & Frustrion, looking for answers everywhere, but forgot to look here on earth, so what I suggest is you get a BIBLE and read yourself a verse, cause only God can set you FREE from this life of living in a DREAM, no what's the truth and know what's the lies, know what life's about, cause your time is coming to die, it's up to you now to get knowledge and wisdom, and you will never find out where this poem come from, come let's have fun and live as One, LOVE & PIECE FOREVER
GOD BLESS YOU ALL
| Your School's Name: Spiritual Mount Sinai Ministry | MY URL: Visit Me |
| My Email: Email Me | Your Name: RJJL |
| Poet's Name (if not yourself) Roy Joy Jet Li | |
| Any comments about why you wrote it? To inspire those that are seeking love. |
Your Poem:
Love
Love the raindrops of comfort
Love the mircle that stirs tomorrow
Love the Lily in every valley
Love the splendor of Healing
Love the water, that waters thirsty soul. Love the flame that is always burning. Love, Love and you shall find love, for love is the light of the night and the radiance of the day.
Copyright 2003
| Your School's Name: Conde | MY URL: Visit Me |
| My Email: Email Me | Your Name: usa |
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| Any comments about why you wrote it? |
Your Poem:
I know I like when people sign my guestbook so I figured I'd sign yours! Have a happy New Year!
| Your School's Name: N/A | MY URL: Visit Me |
| My Email: Email Me | Your Name: David Chippendale |
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| Any comments about why you wrote it? i wrote it in primary school cant remember why |
Your Poem:
sitting in my warm front room watching films on telly, when i feel hunger coming on with a rumble in my belly, its telling me its time to eat so i have my tea and my sweet, i think that im the lucky one, but not so for everyone, theres children in a far off land, who have no crops just burning sand, an while mothers cry and fathers weep, the children so hungry they just cant sleep, not so funny for them they dont laugh, not much water to drink or to bath, so what can we do you may say, and turn your head to look away, No we must help our starving brothers, africans and many others, so if we send some cash you see, the children can eat like you and me, so again the children will have a feed, so send some money to the children in need
