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 PoetryAn outlet for players whose creativity extends beyond the board. Post your original works here! The posting of song lyrics is not the purpose of this board and as such please refrain from doing so. Exceptions can be made to this rule if you are the copyrighted owner of the lyrics and the lyrics are not found offensive by the majority of the population. This board is a place to post your original works of poetry and prose and also a place for discussion of poetry and related areas. We have received word from Fencer that other's poetry can be posted to this board. These are the two conditions: 1) When someone posts a known copyrighted poem, he must add the author's name as well 2) If the author is not known, the poem can be posted without problems Mód: Každý může psát
29. dubna 2017, 20:35:21 he old man stared at me His white hair,I could see Then,he would look another way To light of the suns ray Into a dirty window glass To the trains that would pass Lookin back at me again Smiling his demonic grin I moved towards the guy Don't even ask me why? 'Sir,is there something I can do, Are you sick or just blue?' The man looked out at the arrived train Looking at the passengers in vain 'Dear son,I don't mean you harm, Please,dont mean you harm, I have the sweetest girl your age Who I've not seen a while on that train' There she was,all dressed in white And the old man enbraced her with might I boarded the train and paid my fare The man and his daughter,I showed no care |
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