*I'm a fecking amateur and I can't write for custard.*
My name means 'air'
Writing poetry is not something that comes naturally to me. I'm not going to sit here and pretend I'm any good. I'm just another mediocre wannabe, not a poet.
I first started writing poetry purely by accident. I wanted to tell someone how I felt about something and it ended up rhyming. The finished product is called 'Your Choice' and it's somewhere in my list of poems.
I don't really think my 'poems' have improved at all since that first one, although less of them rhyme now.
At the end of the day, they're nothing more than the words you see. A poem should be, not mean.
This next section is more for my benefit than anyone elses, but it's a list of all the trophies I've won. The numbers don't quite add up though but I think I may have deleted some of my trophy winning poems, because I personally hated them.
Gold:
I Whisper (3)
Your Choice
Water
All The Unplayed Pianos
I am but a Shadow
Apart (2)
You Stole My Words
Forgiveness Finality
Find Me.
Fuck Forever
Kiss me
Silver:
Just Remember
An Atheist Perspective
Scarred Innocence
Beauty
Your Eyes (Rictameter)
I whisper
Bronze:
The Pixel Prince
Poisonous Thank Yous
Through Time and Distance
Your Choice
Proof of Meeting
Find Me.
Of Flesh And Bones And Beauty
Apart
I Am But A Shadow
Honourable Mentions:
If Crying Is A Weakness
Against All Odds
All The Unplayed Pianos
Apart
Why Does A Rose Represent Love, When A Rose Always Dies?
How Forever Feels
Would You Love Me?
Proof of Meeting
My Angel
Adieu, My Best Friend
Words
Trying (Rictameter)
My name means 'air'
Writing poetry is not something that comes naturally to me. I'm not going to sit here and pretend I'm any good. I'm just another mediocre wannabe, not a poet.
I first started writing poetry purely by accident. I wanted to tell someone how I felt about something and it ended up rhyming. The finished product is called 'Your Choice' and it's somewhere in my list of poems.
I don't really think my 'poems' have improved at all since that first one, although less of them rhyme now.
At the end of the day, they're nothing more than the words you see. A poem should be, not mean.
This next section is more for my benefit than anyone elses, but it's a list of all the trophies I've won. The numbers don't quite add up though but I think I may have deleted some of my trophy winning poems, because I personally hated them.
Gold:
I Whisper (3)
Your Choice
Water
All The Unplayed Pianos
I am but a Shadow
Apart (2)
You Stole My Words
Forgiveness Finality
Find Me.
Fuck Forever
Kiss me
Silver:
Just Remember
An Atheist Perspective
Scarred Innocence
Beauty
Your Eyes (Rictameter)
I whisper
Bronze:
The Pixel Prince
Poisonous Thank Yous
Through Time and Distance
Your Choice
Proof of Meeting
Find Me.
Of Flesh And Bones And Beauty
Apart
I Am But A Shadow
Honourable Mentions:
If Crying Is A Weakness
Against All Odds
All The Unplayed Pianos
Apart
Why Does A Rose Represent Love, When A Rose Always Dies?
How Forever Feels
Would You Love Me?
Proof of Meeting
My Angel
Adieu, My Best Friend
Words
Trying (Rictameter)
- Last seen on Oct 23 2:51 AM. Member since June 23, 2007.
- I'm a malachite opening poet for 431 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is "freedom is the only thing worth desiring".
- I am a 18 year old girl (Great Britain)
- When I'm not writing, I'm being fat.
- I am in the groups Eating Disorders, Eating Disordorders Coping NOT Glorif
- I have 431 comments, 8 contests, 82 poems, 1 journal
My Poetry
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17 lines, 2 comments, June 25
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Your screams reverberate off microchips,
Total internal reflection in communication wires37 lines, 3 comments, June 8 -
I break into another packet. The rustle of the paper sounds like temptation, but the scent of the contents screams a betrayal. A sordid secret of which I could not be more ashamed.
And that first sticky bite doesn't feel lik -
Smiling sweetly as sugar-coated stories
Trip lightly from my polished lips38 lines, 2 comments, June 3
My journal entries
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I think I'm finally starting to realise. This is not normal. Most people don't have the daily fear when they wake up, 'how will he be today?' Most people don't skip school to try to placate their boyfriends schizophrenic demons. Most people don't know anything about schizophrenia full stop.. When I look at my frieMarch 18, 300 words. → 1 comment, Add one?
Guest Book
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Beauty Of Silence on November 30, 2008HEY HEY HEY!!!
omgosh, i really miss talking to you. we have to talk sometime soon. lol
well, hope you're doing great. and omgosh, why is your page "unsigned" tssh, well i shall be the first then. love ya girl. Keep SMILING 
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Beauty Of Silence : BOO! on August 1, 2008Hey gal, its been like since forever that i spoke to you! how's things been? hope everythings fine though! >.< Keep smiling, and yea keep writing too!
lotsa lotsa loove,
Ranji
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TheDemiprist : =] on September 14, 2007hey,
I'm back!
