lofi_tokyo Posted November 14, 2008 Posted November 14, 2008 The Arrow And The Song by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. I shot an arrow into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where; For, so swiftly it flew, the sight Could not follow it in its flight. I breathed a song into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where; For who has sight so keen and strong, That it can follow the flight of song? Long, long afterward, in an oak I found the arrow, still unbroke; And the song, from beginning to end, I found again in the heart of a friend. **** Why I like this: Just because something is lost and you cannot imagine finding it again, does not mean it is gone or damaged. You never know when life may surprise you!
Peter_pan Posted November 14, 2008 Posted November 14, 2008 when i met this new girl who im now not with, i wrote her a poem if i get enough people beggin for me to post it, maybe you lot can twist my arm lol yeah i like that poem tv, really insightful.
Author lofi_tokyo Posted November 14, 2008 Author Posted November 14, 2008 Well I can't make others tell you to post it - but why not!? Poetry is great!! Gogogo! I wish I was talented enough to write the stuff, but sadly I'm only good at posting other people's work ;p
Misfit Posted November 14, 2008 Posted November 14, 2008 Roses are red, Violets are blue, your so mean to me. Why! Why! Stupid.... but you were very good......for me to poop on. The way you suck me, the way you stroke it, the speed is right. As long as I have a face. You'll have a place to sit. Why! Why! Stupid......... you were very good.........for me to poop on. Love you babe.
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