I am Random and amazing
I wonder how minute maid lemonade is supposedly all natural and yet has only 3% juice
I hear the J. Geil band’s centerfold in my head 24 hours a day
I see nothing when Im blindfolded
I want to do something unique
I am random and amazing
I understand King Kong was made in 1933 and that’s probably why it looks really pathetic
I say that everything is made in China
I dream that they will lower the price of skittles by 50 cents so I can afford it with a quarter.
I try to beat all 100 levels of pacman……….I hate pacman
I hope that the invention of self serve gas stations did not ruin my future career
I am random and amazing
I pretend that what I pretend is real
I feel that the world could be triangle
I touch…. The keyboard and its barely working
I worry that the people around me are wasting their lives
I cry when I realize that I am walking away from the beliefs that keep me going
I am random and…….
I lie on the ground and I feel nothing
I look at the sky and see flames
I see the towers burning above me
I worry that people around me have wasted their lives
I see them burning alive falling to their deaths
I think that I am dying too
I was young when I set up a betting booth on pet rock fights
I can’t feel my legs, the destruction blurs
I once tried to make my own religion
I see my vision go fuzzy, the sky goes black (Is that smoke or can I not see)
I never could beat pacman such a stupid game
I calmly take my last breath
The towers fall
I am random and amazing
I wonder how minute maid lemonade is supposedly all natural and yet has only 3% juice
I hear the J. Geil band’s centerfold in my head 24 hours a day
I see nothing when Im blindfolded
I want to do something unique
I am random and amazing
I understand King Kong was made in 1933 and that’s probably why it looks really pathetic
I say that everything is made in China
I dream that they will lower the price of skittles by 50 cents so I can afford it with a quarter.
I try to beat all 100 levels of pacman……….I hate pacman
I hope that the invention of self serve gas stations did not ruin my future career
I am random and amazing
I pretend that what I pretend is real
I feel that the world could be triangle
I touch…. The keyboard and its barely working
I worry that the people around me are wasting their lives
I cry when I realize that I am walking away from the beliefs that keep me going
I am random and…….
I lie on the ground and I feel nothing
I look at the sky and see flames
I see the towers burning above me
I worry that people around me have wasted their lives
I see them burning alive falling to their deaths
I think that I am dying too
I was young when I set up a betting booth on pet rock fights
I can’t feel my legs, the destruction blurs
I once tried to make my own religion
I see my vision go fuzzy, the sky goes black (Is that smoke or can I not see)
I never could beat pacman such a stupid game
I calmly take my last breath
The towers fall
I am random and amazing
Author notes
This is my attempt at 9/11 poetry which many have attempted and not many have succeeded at.
No poem can ever give justice to what happened on that day.
dedcated to all who died
rest in jesus
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Comments
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ik u sound as unkque as they get , but i actual am quite random myself thats how i live , with no thought .


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My cousin had a meeting in the second tower on 9/11 and about an hour before the attack, she went to the room and a note on the door that said the mtg was canceled. This gave chills down my back when I read this. I think you actually succeed with this. Well done!
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Well last thoughts was an experimental poem for me. I kept reading 9/11 poetry and it just got dull, it wasn't tragic. So it got me thinking why was 9/11 tragic, and obviously it was the people who died.
So I spent 85% of the poem portraying the wacky thoughts of I hope a loveable character, based heavily on me. I was hoping it would give more of an impact. One of the more riskier and harder poems I have made. I am experimenting with it still after 4 months.
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Different for sure
Random thoughts coming to an untimely end - I sense that the person here is under the influence of some drug or booze, and yet describing his last thoughts before the towers fall. Yes, it would be tough to put an experience like that into words. Thanks for your thought-provoking entry! -
it's good. I like.
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i like the theme it really keeps your interes
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I really like how this went too. The flow pulled me in as it spoke and then indeed took me to an unexpected side. Good job1


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thanks for entering! it started off as a cute poem lol, like really cute, then you know..got darker and darker! you did a nice job and thanks for putting the 9/11 thing in the Notes! it helped! good luck
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