hmm...
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Thoughts... something tat we always have...
Faults... something tat we always search for...
who... can understand my thoughts...
who... can see through my faults...
Questions... something tat we always have...
Answers... something tat we always search for...
who... can answer my questions...
who... can question my answers...
Reality... distants itself away from me...
Virtual... creeps up real close to me...
wat... is reality...
wat... is virtual...
Life... distants itself away from me...
Death... creeps up real close to me...
wat... is life after death...
wat... is death before life...
Heaven... somewhere where good resides...
Hell... somewhere where evil dwells...
where... on Earth exactly is heaven...
where... on Earth exactly is hell... -
Evxn though my kxypad is an old modxl, it works quitx wxll xxcxpt for onx of the kxys.
I havx many timxs wishxd that is workxd pxrfxctly.
It is trux that thxrx arx forty-onx kxys that function wxll xnough, but just onx kxy not working makxs thx diffxrxncx.
Somxtimxs it sxxms to mx that our socixty is somxthing likx my typxwritxr -- not all thx kxy pxoplx arx working propxrly.
As onx of thxm, you may say to yoursxlf, "Wxll, I am only onx pxrson, I don't makx or brxak thx socixty."
But it doxs makx a big diffxrxncx, bxcasx a socixty, to bx xffxctivx, nxxds thx activx participation of xvxry pxrson.
So, thx nxxt timx your xfforts arx not nxxdxd vxry much, rxmxmbxr my kxypad and say to yoursxlf, "I am a kxy pxrson in thx congrxgation and I am nxxdxd vxry much."
This is what happxns to thx wholx world, and multiply this by many timxs -- thx wholx thing just doxs not makx sxnsx!
So, don't be a broken key -- be a useful one.
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Get a life.
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Hmm... interesting. But more like Philosophy rather than poetry. But what the heck, it is ur thoughts that count.Originally posted by gay boy:Thoughts... something tat we always have...
Faults... something tat we always search for...
who... can understand my thoughts...
who... can see through my faults...
Questions... something tat we always have...
Answers... something tat we always search for...
who... can answer my questions...
who... can question my answers...
Reality... distants itself away from me...
Virtual... creeps up real close to me...
wat... is reality...
wat... is virtual...
Life... distants itself away from me...
Death... creeps up real close to me...
wat... is life after death...
wat... is death before life...
Heaven... somewhere where good resides...
Hell... somewhere where evil dwells...
where... on Earth exactly is heaven...
where... on Earth exactly is hell...
Is this ur first attempt at poetry? -
Heehee, you should have join the no 'e' competition that was held recently.Originally posted by pipi & poot-poot:Evxn though my kxypad is an old modxl, it works quitx wxll xxcxpt for onx of the kxys.
I havx many timxs wishxd that is workxd pxrfxctly.
It is trux that thxrx arx forty-onx kxys that function wxll xnough, but just onx kxy not working makxs thx diffxrxncx.
Somxtimxs it sxxms to mx that our socixty is somxthing likx my typxwritxr -- not all thx kxy pxoplx arx working propxrly.
As onx of thxm, you may say to yoursxlf, "Wxll, I am only onx pxrson, I don't makx or brxak thx socixty."
But it doxs makx a big diffxrxncx, bxcasx a socixty, to bx xffxctivx, nxxds thx activx participation of xvxry pxrson.
So, thx nxxt timx your xfforts arx not nxxdxd vxry much, rxmxmbxr my kxypad and say to yoursxlf, "I am a kxy pxrson in thx congrxgation and I am nxxdxd vxry much."
This is what happxns to thx wholx world, and multiply this by many timxs -- thx wholx thing just doxs not makx sxnsx!
So, don't be a broken key -- be a useful one.
Hmm... but this sound like a prose to me rather than a poem.
But I must admit, you are really creative. -
Hello sis.Originally posted by oceanic:Get a life.
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mOrning! :pOriginally posted by DeadPoet:Hello sis.