I hope that this will prove to have a little more life than the story thread that I did...


As the sun ceases to burn
And the leaves begin to turn
The cold comes in the air
The heat no longer there
The people complain about the chill.
I'll say this if you will.
I couldn't be happier
Waiting for my favorite season of the year.

OMG! I love poems. Very nice faith fighter. I became familiar with them in forensics in high school and did competition.

here we go ill post one:

friends and friends alike
searching as they may
and searching as they might
wish for better
or for worse
that if at least they can be together
the ending will still be good

It's time you knew just why and you'll see.
To be captured or to be set free
Who are you and who are we?
The origin of our mastery.

I can see the white of your eyes
Remembering all of those lies

But come with me.

I can see a way out in all of the midst
Of all this chaos

Do you see what you've been caught up in?
Do you even know just who or what you are?
I think you've come here with wrong intentions and motives just too far.

A war between machine, a war between men.

This battle.

It's time you knew.


It did have to be this way.
I could have shown you a better way.
But that choice free will ends today.
Locked and loaded, here to stay.

Fight for a while, try me if you can.
Swing to your left and show me your best hand.
No tears are shed on our account.
But I think that I'm just fine with that.

It ruins our great future.

Me

And you.

Together.

Through.

And through.






Just who do you think you are?
Some kind of hero?
Choose a different side!

I may be evil, but I'm not blind!

Fool! I'll keep you as my own!
But either way my work gets done.

You inherit the same evil spirit.
It contemplates you mind.

It's after everyone.
The seeing.
And the blind.


I don't understand just why you came here.
Seems you are someone never to be ruled in fear.
Used like a tool.
Played by the fool.


Don't you see them all plotting behind you?

I could use you, but better things are meant for you today.
A real fight I crave.
My existence end be made.


Fine I am, it's half misery anyways.
I suppose to live for so many days.


But I'll still fight you.
You're mine from the begging of time.
There is no escaping.
No Duplicating.

It's time you knew.
Through and through.


The truth of these things.


You wayward being!
Can't you hear the sour of our singing?
It's over fool!
The same oppression started anew!


Life given to build a new tower.
People are always corrupted by power.


So send them back.
Cut the slack.


It's time to kill.

You.



So no two heroes who stood for something through.


That's our story.

Me and you.


A clue?

Sword legion : that is so awesome

Behind a Guitar

When I'm behind a guitar,
I can do anything.
I can be anything, paint anything,sing as long without a breath as the next guy
or never breath at all.

When I'm behind a guitar,
I can be anything.
My confidence surges, and my hair seems to stay closer to my head
in a slightly sexy way, if you'll pardon my saying so.

But I'm center stage now,
my Taylor tucked away
behind the back seat today, waiting.
My vocal chords dry,
my hair frizzy.

Enzo Matrix's Poet

Enzo Matrix is a young sprite.
Enzo Matrix can do anything.
Enzo Matrix can even fly around on his zip-board.
Enzo Matrix like to jump on Bob (Reboot).
Enzo Matrix loves his dog Frisket.
Enzo Matrix don't like his enemies Megabyte (Megabreath) and Hexademical
Enzo Matrix like to play games with Dot Matrix and Bob.
Enzo Matrix meet a new friend name AndrAIa.

Sword legion :

The voice of evil speaks
My thread does now reek.

It sings the same old song
But let me say that you are wrong.

The origin of our mastery
Is something I know, you see;

True, we inherit the same evil spirit,
But there is another voice, can you hear it?

It is the voice of sacrifice, of love
My master shed HIS blood.

So that from evil, I would be
Truly freed indeed.

The battle is not between 
Man and machine;

But between evil and good.
Fight on if you would,

But here I am to stay
Til my master comes, on that day.

All evil will be gone.
Trust me, it won't be long.

I am the FaithFighter
A humble servant of my MASTER,

We all fight for someone,
Till the battle be won.

Let me put this question forth,
Who are you fighting for?

Enzo Matrix : It seems that everyone is kind of hating on you...You have a -3 for one post and -4 for another. What's going on with that?

FaithFighter : i don't know What's going on with that & i been making good posts & threads & look at my post rating it on -22. you know what if everyone wants to hate me so be it i quit posting & i have a feeling everyone saying "Enzo Matrix you suck at posting". Faith i feel like i'm not welcome on here. Because of those haters i am never gonna be a member or making good post

Faith like i say I am giving up

Chest puffed, I keep my breath tight.
Like my blood clenched in time.
To set things in motion, I'd rather not.
'Cause I'm afraid to face it.
"Did I lose you?"

The flame of anguish, breaks the chain that binds me
To yell no more, to soar through the sky
The tune in C starts to rhyme

Marching with the beats of drums
And soon with my pulse
A ray of hope has shined.

To face you with head up high
The clock starts moving
My heart keeps pumping
I stretch my arms, hoping to grasp your hands
A desperate yell has gone
1.....4.....3
You look back and smile
And that's the best moment of my life.

Ps. In case no one got the "tune in C", C major is often used in composing upbeat, happy music. As for 143, it stands for "I love You" (count the number of letters per word).

Just a man

I am a man who lives his life
Helping others through their strife
Yet as I help lift others ail
When lifting my own, I always fail

After I meet her I was struck
With a feeling of incredible luck
For here she was, one with brains
Who had no fancy for ill gotten gains
And would live her life as she would please
Bringing those around her to their knees
And for her I would fawn
As constant as tomorrows dawn
For we spoke and spoke again
And learned each other, and their plan
As we spoke and we spoke long
This feeling of luck was very strong
We spoke of all we had learned
As we did my heart burned
For I believed that I had found
A good one, still in life, unbound

But hark, she had found one
A man to love, his equal none
Her eyes were drawn only to him
At this realization my eyes do brim
For even though she was taken
She is still with me in a world shaken

For all the lessons of love I’ve learned
It was still for her that I yearned
For to gain this precious gift
I must be a thief, and act swift
Her heart is the treasure I wish to plunder
As my own is ripped asunder
I flatter myself and think myself smooth
Yet when the moments right I make no move
While I know I must act the thief
The thought itself fills me with grief
Although it is a simple plan
For it I must be, the OTHER man
If I do this, then I must steep
In the eyes of others I am simply

CREEP

Before these eyes I could hold steady
It is her eyes for which I am not ready
What she would think if she knew my mind
Although we both are greatly kind
But I have wants I do not assert
Yet for which I am always alert
So as I stand and let her pass by
I cannot help it if I cry
For here I am, I did not rise
To this challenge, for the prize
But beside her I will stay
That’s where I am to this day

Cheering her up when she is down
It hurts me when I see her frown
Hurting more when I make her smile
For she is happy with him all the while
Beside her I am, for if ever she should stumble
It is into my arms she will crumple
With her I am and I wait
All moments she is not mine I hate
Though she is kind I am hurt
But her answers to me never curt
Always there to fill her with cheer
Yet I never let her see a tear
For if she did it is my fear
She would end this facade that I hold dear
And so with these heavy feelings I drip
Making such a mess that I trip
For although I’ve broken stride
Feeling shattered, and cast aside
I know she sees me, I have her eye
I know not what binds her I see not the tie
But I respect it none the less
Assisted by morals, an unwelcome guest
Still we grow closer, and beside her I scramble
It seems I must take gamble
I fear that if I ask her to choose
Those chances are quite high that I will lose
For it feels like I’ve bet against the house
And here I am the unwelcome louse

I am a man who lives his life
Helping others through their strife
Yet as I help lift others ail
When lifting my own, yet again I fail.

Into the world, there came a lovely young lass,
Whose skin was made of the purest brown glass.
Full of big thoughts and ideas and heart,
She never dreamt life would fall apart.
She soon found she wasn't seen or heard;
A furnace under her skin endlessly stirred.
It burned her glass frame and boiled her hot
But her cries of pain were noticed not.
Their heat melted the hopes of this invisible girl
With no eyes, no ears, and no lips to curl.
She sought relief and then swiftly fell
For a river whose depths made her heart swell.
The waves he created were dampers to each flame
But he fell in love with another name.
She found out when he whispered in her ear,
"It's not you I love, not ever my dear."
The invisible glass girl with fire under her skin
Fell from the sky that she had dwelt within
She thought when she broke, the fire would at last be free,
But when she shattered, there escaped only ash and debris.

The Sad thing is I wrote that poem in high school.
CLEARLY about a girl I liked.
I gave her this one day.
Only to learn I did in fact end it properly.

What are the rules to this 'contest'?

Can we submit more than one?  

When is the deadline?

What is the prize?

Singelli : Of course, you can submit more than one. There is no deadline, and really, I wasn't thinking about a prize either...I just wanted to see what everyone else would write. By the way, yours was very good! 

Hey there all and Faith of course. Hope y'all don't mind a newbie stepping in to post but I like to write poems. So I figured I would throw a few in here and see what everyone thinks. Oh by the way the first one was written for a kid themed poetry contest. I got 3rd place with this. Hope y'all enjoy them!  


Pokémon Dreams

All I hear now-a-days my grand kids singing Pokémon,
They walk in yelling loudly gotta catch them all,
You'd think they were summoning a god or daemon,
Seeing it all just makes me wanna curl up in a poke ball.
I've heard all about their favorite Pokémon ... like pikachu,
Also their least favorite Nincada the one that looks like a spider,
I tell them they should like them all .. even the bad ones too,
I get a horrified look ... you know the look you give an outsider.
Many different reasons why they like the Pokémon they do,
Ranging from various reason of cute for ones like Butterfree,
To various reasons of kool like the legendary beast Raikou,
Or various reasons of strong and kicks butt like furry little Evee.
I even hear about the healers and magic users like Mr. Mime,
Dictated to me by them like it's their favorite nursery rhyme.
I'd name all of them but that would drive us all super crazy,
Even the big Pokémon like Snorlax who is extremely lazy.
So I'll name a few you have told me you like by type,
Fire it up for Cyndaquil, Vulpix, Pontya, and Charmander,
Quench it with Articuno, Lapras, Dewgong, and Cloyster,
Ground and stabilize with Sandshrew, Geodude, and Diancie,
Get your mind Blown with Chimecho, Alakazam, and Victini.
I know there are many more types I could but will not name,
If I missed your favorite don't point to me for all the blame,
There's just to many out there to make everyone happy it seems,
To my grand kids I wish sweet, catching them all, Pokémon Dreams!
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The Stranger I See

I see the happiness around me,
Hearts trying to reach out; young and old,
The beautiful family I wish to be,
Singing like nature; of joys yet to be given ... untold.
Then I see the petty bickering of a child,
Shameful and hurtful things said in anger,
Mutterings of ignorance running blissfully wild,
As always I am on the outside ... a stranger.
I speak out and hold out my hand,
To be rejected by those I hold dear to my heart,
An outcast I am because on my own I decide to stand,
Watching as my family and life fall slowly apart.
Things that were once so easy have now become so very hard,
I want to say and do so many things with my family,
I just sit back now and watch my heart break into so many a shard,
Standing in front of the mirror I wonder who is ... the stranger I see ?
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Promise

I never told you I loved you,
I never said that I cared,
I haven't always been true,
I was really never there!
I never gave you little gifts,
Like you always gave to me,
My stupidity caused many rifts,
Screaming we should never be!
My eyes are open wide now,
As I finally realize what I have done,
Regrets and wishes of showing you somehow,
That I should be your only one!
There is one thing I really need to say,
I hope you listen and take this to heart,
Please give this fool a chance someday,
With all my heart and soul .... I promise to do my part!
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Smile

When you smiled at me,
You smoothed the wrinkles from my eyes,
You lifted my worries,
You softened my cries.
Now I can no longer study,
I can't focus to read,
My heart races with need,
All because you smiled at me.