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Month: May 2010

The Disappearance of Jade Mellanine - May 31, 2010 by FranticHope
Here I stand
In the middle of my song

I begin to wonder

If I was just a fad

A robotic voice

Created to sing

What used to be

So much fun

Is now causing

The pain

Even I can see

I wonder if

I should just

Pull the plug…

Disappear, maybe.

I only wish to see your face

With that same smile you used to wear

At this point

I find my voice

Becoming hoarse

As I stare at you

Through that screen

I see something…

Never before seen by

me

Sadly…

I’ve known what they were

since you had created me.

All I was

was a mere voice

that couldn’t

Capture the raw emotion

Encountered by

Human singers

As I speak

I start to hear

that emotion I lacked

from the very beginning

You stared at me

Just as I stared at you

And I heard you say…

“I’m sorry.”

After you said that,

It seems I am now inside of the

‘Trash Bin’

…Was I truly just trash from the very beginning?

Something to be thrown around as you please?

I have spent

Many moons

inside of this dark place.

Suddenly

I see

Your face staring back at me.

You smile

And say

The very first words I ever heard

Again

I see myself

in front of my beloved

microphone

“Good morning, Jade. It’s been a while since I last saw you, hasn’t it?”

You paused…

reached down to the floor,

and brought up…

A baby girl.

“Jade, this is my little girl. Her name is Lucielle.”

For the first

time in several years

I find myself smiling again.

I begin to sing

and my voice

is the same way

we left it.

This was not, I reapeat, NOT a rhyme-y poem. The speaker in the poem is a Vocaloid created by me. Google Vocaloid to find out what it is.

Simplicity – Part 1? - May 31, 2010 by FranticHope
Born as a simple computer program, simply a flawless voice.
Later turned into a Vocaloid Model, only at version one.

I was created by a little girl, going by the name of Joyce.

Now that little girl is thirty years old, caring for her five year old son.

I’ve been around for twenty five years now, still at version one.

I have brought so much joy to that little girl’s life, though I wonder why I am not updated.

In the present day time, I may seem to be fine, though I feel so alone…

Around the present day Model’s, I am so outdated.

I always had simple light green hair, black eyes and a purple dress, holding a ice cream cone.

Everyone else wears something new: from a long flared coat to a dress from medieval times.

I would stare ahead, out of the glass screen, right into Joyce’s eyes.

She would smile and say…

“Lovely as always today, Jade…”

And just leave me standing there.

I kinda fizzled out there at the end, but oh well. Only under poetry ’cause I decided to use rhyme-y words. I got kinda sad since I submitted a poem a few days ago, so I posted another one. Any questions? Feel free to ask.

Whacky What ifs - May 30, 2010 by wajahath

What if poems would yell
when you hold the paper it is on,
then it would recite the words all day long
and never ever stop.
Wouldn’t that be annoying flop

What if you touch
the water in the globe and
create the giant whirlpool in the ocean for real
and if you touch California and it would rain gold
that would make us the Golden state
Would that be great?

What if wolves
had heads of wolves and bodies
of tigers and has wings
of bats and does fly me to school.
Would that be cool?

What if pencils
did all your assignments
in school, then did your homework and
told you answers to question.
Would that be sensation?

Whackyness - May 30, 2010 by wajahath

What if poems would yell
when you hold the paper it is on,
then it would recite the words all day long
and never ever stop.
Wouldn’t that be sensational?

What if you touch
the water in the globe and
create the giant whirlpool in the ocean for real
and if you touch California and it would rain gold
that would make us the Golden state
Would that be sensational?

What if wolves
had heads of wolves and bodies
of tigers and has wings
of bats and does fly me to school.
Would that be sensational?

What if pencils
did all your assignments
in school, then did your homework and
told you answers to question.
Would that be sensational?

Lightness and Darkness - May 30, 2010 by wajahath

Lightness lurks in the sky
deep in the clouds. He is
deeply delighted in the day but grumpy at night since
lightness comes. Lightness is genourly kind
to people by giving light.
Isn’t that awesome?

Darkness lives in the stars and is always
angrily mad at lightness
when he comes. He loves to play pranks
when it is dark on kids.
Is that awesome?

Lightness is brightly caring
for people. He is joyfully jolly
when the moon goes down.
Is that awesome?

Darkness is also kind hearted.
He brings people to sleeping soundly.
He also creates nightmares.
Is that awesome?

Lightness and Darkness
can be grumpy
or most miserable but
they both come
Isn’t that awesome?

Through the Camera - May 30, 2010 by wajahath

The soaring eagle framed in the
sky its wings out stretched
it flips flops and flies as
fast as wind it swoops
over the tall trees

Footprints in snow on a winter island
the feeble footprints are
as big as a tiger’s feet
they are scary and they lead
dark dim cave

Dust on a windowsill
a empty house
it is as black as a crow
It is very awful to be
in the scary house with
the dusty windowsill with
the spiders and ants all over it

Peace Not War - May 30, 2010 by wajahath

I wish war were never even heard of.
I wish there was
only peace.
in the world.
I wish world wars never happened.
I wish peace was and is like water running
everyday.
I wish wars weren’t wicked,
I wish wars were like little arguments

Ode To a Book - May 30, 2010 by wajahath

Oh book your cover is
so smooth and your pages
are very thin, though you can
be very thick, you shine as bright
as the early morning sun
Oh how I wish to open your content
At night your pages look as reflective
as water with the moon shining slowly on it
The wind blows and flip flops your pages
like flapping black wings on a swiftly fast bird
Oh you wait on a empty shelf,
just waiting wildly for me to readily read you
Those words’ are what keep me reading
Your sentences gleam as bright as stars
The words stick in my head and
You send me somewhere else
You drift me to sleep
Your descriptive words’ are as
awesome as the book itself
Oh they form wonderful mysteries,
some are fantasies
some are fun facts
and other tickling thoughts
Oh how fabulously fantastic you are

Liquid Life - May 30, 2010 by wajahath

Fast! Rapid! Rough! Smooth! Slow!
Water is as reflective as a crystal clear mirror
It is the source of life but also brings destruction
It takes more than half of the world
Water holds an abundance of life
It is more precious than
any treasure of the world
water quenches my thirst
and water is life

Dreaming - May 30, 2010 by wajahath

I dream that violence
was never even heard of
I dream that there were no wars
I dream that houses were made of
candy, chocolate
and whipped cream that is white as snow
I dream that it would rain food, water
and things like video games
I dream that school isn’t that long.

The La-and Calls to Me - May 27, 2010 by raqshan

Across the middle of the sea

Above high mountain peeks

Along the line of forest trees

Something calls my name!

The wind is whispering the

Many things I need

The water is bubbling

The many things I see……

Many things come into site

the view is very clear

The la-and calls to me……………………

The Secret Tower - May 24, 2010 by Eric

Once upon a time there was a King and Queen. They were very loving as they always traveled out of their kingdom in search of nature With their kids Rebecka (13), and Daniel (8). They always had passions as Rebecka loved piano, and Daniel had a talent for cricket. But God bestowed upon them September 14. It was an hour after dawn and Rebecka was dressed in a long, scarlet skirt with black converse shoes. And to add to her beautiful presence she was top with a peach sunhat. As she skipped down the corridor she put on a nice smile. Her smooth brown hair was whipping in the breeze from the window. She passed Daniel firmly walking down the path and stopped. Daniel was wearing his coal black sweater with sowed red stripes, and his small light blue denim jeans. He too  had  rich, creamy brown hair with aqua eyes always open to see. Wanna go outside? said Daniel. No thanks, and its starting to rain…why don`t we just play here? said Rebecka with a positive look. Oh…um..alright but we have to do what I want firmed Daniel. Sure what do you want to do? Uh..explore..I want to explore said Daniel. Well then follow me…and they started their adventure. They raced upstairs, down hallways, and even in their rooms. Well Daniel we did not find anything…now what? I don`t know…hey…look at that tower I bet that would be fun to explore said Daniel. Look that helicopter its really close…hey it`s right over that tower that`s fishy said Rebecka. Wait! LOOK! Who`s that sliding down the rope onto the tower? It`s a woman she`s…WAIT! Mom once told me that the tower was a part of the castle! But nobody could get in there! Hhhh! Thief!!!

Un-related Poetry - May 16, 2010 by Eric

My dear fellow do you play the cello? Oh, old coot do you play the flute? These things I deeply wonder; why? do you like the Thunder? Take me away, so you and I shall stay. Come out come out out of that hole; come out come out little baby mole. Come out Knight`s and Jester`s and King`s and Queen`s too; For princess I love you.                          Well I was bored…

Forever Friends - May 13, 2010 by Amazinggkiki13

Every single human being needs a friend,

Someone to advise you through everything,

and will be there with me until the end,

You brighten up my day when im frowning.

It seems our friendship has lasted so long,

When life is rough at times your always there,

I need someone with me through right and wrong,

The thought of losing you is a nightmare.

Thank you for being such a good listener,

We have been bestfriends for thirteen years now,We will always be bestfriends forever,

It seems to me we’ve met by fate somehow.

Promise me it will always be the same,

Because without you it would be a shame.

Anagram Letters - May 12, 2010 by Eric

Try to get these Colors     1. UPELRP                   2. UAQA                     3. LLEYWO                        4.ENRGE                           5.HETIW                             6. LVETVL……………………Type in answer like this…9. BLUE…………..Have a Swell Week…

Abuelita - May 11, 2010 by maecakes

Abuelita taught me to tie my shoes,

Taught me how to love and live life good too,

She taught me to win and even to loose,

She played with me and scared me using boo!

Abuelita was very beautiful,

My family is nothing but grateful,

Her eyes and her smile were wonderful,

And my Abuelita was not wasteful.

You will never know how much I miss her,

She is an angel in heaven I’m sure.

Its been too long since I have kissed her,

I do love her so much, no doubt, for sure,

So I will continue to pray,

Every night where I shall lay.

i got pranked by my sister - May 11, 2010 by hassan

I got prank by my sister.she put nail polish on my hands and whip cream on my face she put ice in my pants and a pack of sun flower seeds in my mouth it was evil and crul she put glue on my legs and put feathers on it my sister put blue berry pie in my mouth and I HATE IT, PICKELE  ON MY EYE AND PICKELE JUICE ALL OVER ME I HATE IT !!!!!!,SHE PUT A TOY COCAROCH in my pants. SHE PUT SHAMPOO on my hair and lip gloos on my eye leds my sister is evil.

Mother’s Day - May 9, 2010 by wajahath

My mom is my life,

she guides me through all my

problems

I love my mom

My mom comforts

me when I need help

I know my mom loves me no matter what

I love my mom

My mom takes care of me

I appreciate my mom’s

work

I love my mom

I’m Never Alone - May 9, 2010 by raqshan

cats/mother day cat/mother's day

This is for my mother

Im Never Alone:

I might have a struggle

And I might be in trouble

But I’m never truly alone

Right there beside me

Every step of the way

Is my Mother

Whom I should thank everyday

She stand there beside me

Comferting and Engouriging

Spilling in hope in the well

When I thought it was dry

Never letting me give up

Never puts me in danger;

Always takes me out

Never leaves

Never goes

I’m never alone




Water - May 9, 2010 by Eric

It was another lame day without Anthia. And Fire never returned to capture him. He was alone inside his house just waiting for Anthia, but she had not came back. Seth thought of ways everyday to help her. Still hopeless he wished one day again he could see his friend. Honey time for school come on. Coming Hhhh….he sighed and grabbed his backpack. Oops he thought as a paper fell out. On it were the words Come see Me! What he muttered? Flash! He was gone. Ah!!!!! he yelled as Seth landed on a pile of leaves. Oh? good morning Seth see you got my note. What`s so hard about Come here Seth I need you? Anyway…Since I will be Ill I need you to do something for me. Um..I have school just..right..about..now…It`s about Anthia…Ahem, continue. She`s trapped in the jail cell of Phoenix…Let`s go there! In 1901…Um how do we get there? I think the Moon Staff can take you there…Cool what can`t It do? Carry you piggyback. Aww…Fine! Let`s go Moon Staff. Be careful…The Moon Staff arose and from the points of the light yellow moon A beam of light shone around Seth then Flash!!! Seth was gone.                         Thanks Some of you may very well ask about the water in the Ghost Town, but its a special water that the Raiders pour down the road then on Seth. And then let`s see if our friend remembers Anthia because of the Mystic Water. Spooky……………………..

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