Poems by Mari-chan 歌学 以て まり-ちゃん~!

blessed are the many dark ones
for they will have the moon
staying under the midnight sky
emerging as flower in bloom

call their names and they appear
under the cover of black,
once sunlight shows the go and flee
to their nightlife they go back

these hills are
turned to
mountains,
and up
these
trails i
climb,
going
forward
going up
no chance to look behind...

yayyy i like your poems

mkay, we are doing poetry grams for school, and im just gunna try to come up with some:

friendship:
the bests kinds of ships
are friendships
and friends we'll
always be,
through it all
through thick and thin
through sad times
and times with glee.
you have my back
and i have yours
i'll never let you go
your my best friend
and will always be
how i love you so!

crushes...

Loving someone from afar
cannot possibly hurt as much,
you can only see hear taste smell
but how you long for touch.
you know your heart might fall
apart but you cant help but to say
i belong with you, you belong with me,
together we will always stay.

((omg, this is my thousandth post))

the winds blow across
this water that i walk on:
what was once a
beatiful,
still,
motionless work of art,
it now ripples toward where
i stand...
the smell of rain and roses
washes over me
in a mist that goes for miles...

My ice palace,
frozen in time
cold and icy,
exquisite, sublime.

Elegantly draped
with the moon above
im kept warm
by the one i love...

oommgg i love your poems yur relii talented

your poems are the best poems i ahve ever read

Mari-chan wrote:

its twelve a.m. and i cant sleep
i pray that all my love will keep.
at twelve o-one i lay awake,
i hope its the advantage you dont take
at twelve o-two i think of you
and all the cute things that you do.
at twelve o-three i see your smile
i wish my dreams will stay a while.
at twelve o-five i start to cry
i want you here, i just might die.
its twelve o-six i get my cell
and wait to hear the message bell.
at twelve o-seven you say the words
we are good friends, we are such nerds
at twelve o-eight we plan to meet
to see your face would be a treat.
at twelve o-nine your at my door
we are so quiet while my parents snore.
at twelve ten, something we're deserving of:
a sweet kiss is given we fall in love

Man! Can't love this more! I can really feel it. The hands of the clock ticking away. I like your rhyme, makes it connect smoothly. Very sweet!

Better do!

The bitter end

You say that you love me;
that im the only girl for you.
but why couldnt i listen when
they said you weren't true?
seeing is believing and
i guess i never saw
i can only see the fake you
and thats my biggest flaw.
why all of this happened
i guess you still cant say,
i trusted you and you just
let it slip all away.
but your blind and you still cant see
that i thought you were my friend!
but now its gone, im all alone
this is the bitter end...

i. am. water.
wise and all entire!
knowlege flows
right through me
im the fountain
of desire

I am the spirit of Earth!
Mighty Grand
Empathetic!

Loving to all that walks on me
Caring Gentle
Poetic!

time passes...
wounds are healed,
but, im still lost
in this hopeless field

no one can save me,
and no one is there...
my only company are
death and despair.

i can breathe nomore:
the water's gone by...
how i want it to come;
how i wish i could cry.

there is an empty land
and im left all alone
i take my last breath
it leaves as a moan

he loves me true
the sky's cheerful blue
nothing bad happens
when im alone with you

he loves me not
everything goes hot
pain grief and suffering
this pain hurts a lot...