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Bohemian-stormShow poetry

I realised I haven't updated this page since I joined the site 3 years ago so thought it was due a spring cleaning or something of the sort.

I write poetry because I like words, I like hearing other peoples words and being immensly jealous that I didn't write them, I like thinking of mundane things and making them sound beautiful, and I like writing pretentious sentences such as this in a public domain.

This here page isn't undergoing much of a change, I'm just changing the 'quotes what I wish I'd written' to some new ones.
*Drum roll* And here they are:

What a model of Christian behaviour/ Preach on with the message of "Go fuck thy neighbour" /It's a shame, it's a shame, it's a shame.
State of the Union - David Ford

I wonder if love will always be this painful/ I wonder if we're the only ones who struggle/ But I don't mind, if you don't know/ Maybe we could just pretend and paper over... maybe this is as good as it gets sometimes.
As Good as it Gets - Duke Special

I'm sick of feeding my soul/ To people who'll never know/ Just how purposeless and empty they've grown./ Because their language confuses/
Like computers refuse to understand how I am feeling today.
I'm freezing and losing my way/ I don't need another map of your head.
Map of Your Head - Muse

And the churches won't stretch up through tarmac and fly-overs./ The city don't smell like they said in the brochures./ It's no longer surprising
When lovers and lawyers they lie./ But I'd gladly put up with this shit 'til the day that I die.
'Til the Day - Easyworld

I guess you're as real as me maybe I can live with that, Maybe I need fantasy, life of chasing butterfly.
Butterfly - Weezer

Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens,/ A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins./ I will never ask if you don't ever tell me,/ I know you well enough to know you'll never love me.
Cute Without the E (Cut From the Team) - Taking Back Sunday

Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you, You are my only one./ I let go, there's just no one that gets me like you do You are my only, my only one.
Only One - Yellowcard.

Don't depend on me to ever follow through on anything, but I'd go through hell for you and...
I havent been this scared in a long time,/ and I'm so unprepared so here's your valentine,/ bouquet of clumsy words, a simple melody,/ this world's an ugly place,/ but youre so beautiful to me.
Going Away to College - Blink 182

These are all from songs, because I can't be bothered trawling through less internet accessible literature at present. I'm sure I'll get to it eventually though. These song lyrics are on here because at some point they (or the song they belong to) have meant something to me, and consequently I'm rather fond of them... Well exceot for 2 of them which are on here because I love the songs and wish I'd written them.

Anyway, a disclaimer of sorts now:
I don't write in form, I think swearing is fuppin' ace, my work could be written by about 7 personalities, I hate people advetising their work on my pages and I've run out of things to put here.

  • Last seen on Aug 24 7:40 PM 2008. Member since February 19, 2004.
  • I'm a carnelian hope poet for 121 comments.
  • My mood is , and quote is "shut up and eat your damn lemons.".
  • I am a 20 year old girl (England)
  • When I'm not writing, I'm a student.
  • I have 121 comments, 52 poems

My Poetry

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  • Little Ms. Muffet / Went for her tuffet, / But found Mr. Spider sat there. / Tapping her feet, / Impatient beats, / Demanding he give up hi
    47 lines, 2 comments, June 25, 2007. In Humor, Thoughts
  • A transient fog rolls from his mouth / Twisting around his effortless speech, / Holding a lilting accent of it's own. / His words lie stranded, / Entwined within the lingering film, / Suspended in time between us bo
    25 lines, 3 comments, June 24, 2007. In Other
  • The rich dead are collecting,
    Their bones turned to dust,
    34 lines, 1 comment, December 18, 2006. In Society, Sad, War
  • Wonder how something so cold and cynical,
    could ever have consumed something so beautiful.
    29 lines, 11 comments, October 2, 2006. In Lyrics, Love, Angst

Guest Book

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  • ----michael---- on June 29, 2006
    I never did get anything shiny. you speak with forked tongue. Kid.
  • ----michael---- on April 8, 2006
    kid? cheeky shit. lol. yes please, i like shiny things
  • bohemian-storm on April 7, 2006
    Sorry kid, it was indeed funny (although the mafia are on their way over to your page as we speak- personal favour, you know how it is).I was gonna reply but then I forgot, probably got distracted by something shiny. As consolation, I'll have the mafia bring you something shiny. Better?
  • ----michael---- on April 6, 2006
    i thought my above comment was funny.

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