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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 Néni tě dovoleny datlovat do toďteho klobo. Abes mohl datlovat do toďteho klobo, mosiš mit némiň členstvi Brain šiml. Mód: Každé može datlovat
22. ledna 2006, 11:39:51 O čem je toďten plk: WW1 How long till this war is over
till this war has come to an end i shall fight till the day i can tell my wife that i love her my children to be brave my mother not to be scared now as the war is near to save Ive seen many dieing there lying all around me im fighting in a see of muddy deat many screaming wounded legs arms and face theres hardly any supplys left this land is such a horrid place The wa if finall over many friends have died my memorys will sty with me the guns the bombs the death all f these will stay put my life, i shall ae the most of it no i realised how short it could of been and what this fighting should all mean 22. ledna 2006, 11:34:55 O čem je toďten plk: benny The tree branches hung over the long green grass,
where flowers lay and butterflys passed, for they did not know what lay beneth. Beneth them was a sorrow place, where people cry and some say grace, because they know what lies beneth. Benny they cried why did you leave? we miss you so much we miss you in the morning afternoon and night when we were sad you would show us the light. Flowers appeared, tears flew away with out any fear that benny now lives in a better plac than here 22. ledna 2006, 11:29:51 O čem je toďten plk: who cares what colour who cares what colour?, black or white
why do we torment?, why do we fight? we are all on this earth for better or for worse so why do we treat it as if it was a curse? each on of us is different, hair, hight or weight, so why cant we all just give or take? we are all just people, so treat each other as one, then our world would be better and life could be more fun. |
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