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Others' Poetry

Here are some poems that I have collected from emails and other people's homepages.  None of these were written by me.  I do not know who wrote any of them, so if you know any of the authors' names, please don't hesitate to let me know.  Thanks.

Class Ring

Close by the door he passed to stand
as he took the class ring off her hand
all who were watching didnt dare speak
as a slient tear ran down his cheek
all through his mind, memories ran
of the times they laughed and walked
hand in hand
but now her eyes looked very cold
hed never have her again, never to hold
all were silent as he bent down near
to whisper " I love you" in her ear
in touching her face, he started to cry
he put on his " class ring" and wanted to die
and just as the wind began to blow,
they lowered her casket into the snow.

Around the corner I have a friend,
In this great city that has no end,
Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,
And before I know it, a year is gone.
And I never see my old friends face,
For life is a swift and terrible race,
He knows I like him just as well,
As in the days when I rang his bell.
And he rang mine
if, we were younger then,
And now we are busy, tired men.
Tired of playing a foolish game,
Tired of trying to make a name.
"Tomorrow I say "I will call on Jim"
"Just to show that I'm thinking of him."
But tommorow comes and tommorow goes,
And distance between us grows and grows.
Around the corner!- yet miles away,
"Here's a telegram sir"
"Jim died today."
And thats what we get and deserve in the end.
Around the corner, a vanished friend.

His eyes, are like crystal blue streams,
His hair, is a golden color, only seen in my dreams,
His skin, is as soft and smooth as silk,
and looks as creamy as fresh, cold milk.
When I look at him,
and hear his voice,
my heart beats faster,
it has no choice.
My stomache flutters endlessly,
I only wish,
that he could see,
how much his love,
means to me.

Starlit Night

The night is bright,
With a starlit sky,
I sit and think,
As time passes by,
Oh stary night,
With a moonlit sky,
Take me away,
And tell me why.
Give me a reason,
For love's end.
Give me a reason,
For why I lost a friend.
I sit and think,
All night long,
About the things,
That all went wrong.
Starlit sky,
Give me a reason why.

Friends Without Faces...

We sit and we type, and we stare at our screens
We all have to wonder, what this possibly means.
With our mouse we roam, through the rooms in a maze
Looking for something or someone, as we sit in a daze.
We chat with each other, we type all our woes
Small groups we do form, and gang up on our foes.
We wait for somebody, to type out our name
We want recognition, but it is always the same.
We give kisses and hugs, and sometimes flirt
In IMs we chat deeply, and reveal why we hurt.
We do form friendships - but - why we don't know
But some of these friendships, will flourish and grow.
Why is it on screen, we can be so bold
Telling our secrets, that have never been told.
Why is it we share, the thoughts in our mind
With those we can't see, as though we were blind.
The answer is simple, it is as clear as a bell.
We all have our problems, and need someone to tell.
We can't tell real people, but tell someone we must
So we turn to the 'puter, and to those we can trust.
Even though it is crazy, the truth still remains
They are Friends Without Faces, and odd little names.

This one has a bit of inappropriate language in it, but it's funny.  : )

Ahhh Women...

Everday I give thanks to the Goddess
I have two mounds upon my bodice

I shave my legs, I sit down to pee
I can justify any shopping spree

Not to a barber, but a beauty salon
Can get a massage without a hard on

Can balance the checkbook, pump my own gas
Can talk to my friends about the size of my ass

I always save money by using coupons
Can admit to others when I am wrong

Don't drive in circles at any cost
So I don't have to admit when I am lost

Don't act like I'm in a timed marathon
Every time I go to the john

Let me tell you men
Listen to me boys

Those things in your pants
That you treat as toys

You love them more then we ever will
We would rather suck on a cokd pickled dill

I spend two hours preparing for a date
Only to find you're two hours late

I don't watch movies with lots of gore
Don't need instant replay to remember the score

I won't lose my hair
I don't get jock itch

And just cause I'm assertive
Don't call me a bitch

I don't wear the same underwear everyday
The food in my fridge has no sign of decay

I don't go to Sears
To look at the tools

I don't cheat at poker
I follow the rules

I don't smoke cigars
Don't pay for drinks at bars

I don't punch my friends just to say "Hi"
And it's o.k. for me to cry

I know all you men
Think that you're "IT"

But compared to a woman
You just ain't SHIT!

These next two poems are my favorites.

Prom Night
(also called "Death of an Innocent")

I went to a party, Mom, I remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mom, so I drank soda instead.
I really felt proud inside, Mom, the way you said I would.
I didn't drink and drive, Mom, even though the others said I should.
I know I did the right thing, Mom, I know you are always right.
Now the party is finally ending, Mom, as everyone is driving out of sight.
As I got into my car, Mom, I knew I'd get home in one piece.
Because of the way you raised me, so responsible and sweet.
I started to drive away, Mom, but as I pulled out into the road,
the other car didn't see me, Mom, and hit me like a load.
As I lay there on the pavement, Mom, I hear the policeman say,
the other guy is drunk, Mom, and now I'm the one who will pay.
I'm lying here dying, Mom. I wish you'd get here soon.
How could this happen to me, Mom? My life just burst like a balloon.
There is blood all around me, Mom, and most of it is mine.
I hear the medic say, Mom, I'll die in a short time.
I just wanted to tell you, Mom, I swear I didn't drink.
It was the others, Mom. The others didn't think.
He was probably at the same party as I.
The only difference is, he drank and I will die.
Why do people drink, Mom? It can ruin your whole life.
I'm feeling sharp pains now. Pains just like a knife.
The guy who hit me is walking, Mom, and I don't think it's fair.
I'm lying here dying and all he can do is stare.
Tell my brother not to cry, Mom. Tell Daddy to be brave.
And when I go to heaven, Mom, put "Daddy's Girl" on my grave
Someone should have told him, Mom, not to drink and drive.
If only they had told him, Mom, I would still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter, Mom. I'm becoming very scared.
Please don't cry for me, Mom. When I needed you, you were always there.
I have one last question, Mom, before I say good bye.
I didn't drink and drive, so why am I the one to die?

Moonlight Ride

Jenny was so happy
about the house they had found.
For once in her life
'twas on the right side of town.

She unpacked her things
with such great ease.
As she watched her new curtains
blow in the breeze.

How wonderful it was
to have her own room.
School would be starting,
she'd have friends over soon.

There'd be sleep-overs, and parties;
she was so happy
It's just the way she wanted
her life to be.

On the first day of school,
everything went great.
She made new friends
and even got a date!

She thought, "I want to be popular
and I'm going to be,
Because I just got a date with the
star of the team!"

To be known in this school
you had to have a clout,
And dating this guy
would sure help her out.

There was only one problem
stopping her fate.
Her parents had said
she was too young to date.

"Well, I just won't tell them
the entire truth.
They won't know the difference;
what's there to lose?"

Jenny asked to stay
with her friends that night.
Her parents frowned
but said, "Alright."

Excited, she got ready
for the big event
But as she rushed around
like she had no sense,

She began to feel guilty
about all the lies,
But what's a pizza, a party,
and a moonlight ride?

Well the pizza was good,
and the party was great,
But the moonlight ride
would have to wait.

For Jeff was half drunk
by this time.
But he kissed her and said
that he was just fine.

Then the room filled with smoke
and Jeff took a puff.
Jenny couldn't believe
he was smoking that stuff.

Now Jeff was ready
to ride to the point
But only after he'd smoked
another joint.

They jumped in the car
for the moonlight ride,
Not thinking that he
was too drunk to drive.

They finally made it
to the point at last,
And Jeff started trying
to make a pass.

A pass is not what Jenny
wanted at all
(and by a pass,
I dont mean playing football).

"Perhaps my parents were right,
maybe I am too young.
Boy, how could I ever,
ever be so dumb."

With all of her might,
she pushed Jeff away:
"Please take me home,
I dont want to stay."

Jeff cranked up the engine
and floored the gas.
In a matter of seconds,
they were going too fast.

As Jeff drove on
in a fit of wild anger,
Jenny knew
that her life was in danger.

She begged and pleaded
for him to slow down,
But he just got faster
as they neared the town.

"Just let me get home!
I'll confess that I lied.
I really went out
for a moonlight ride."

Then all of a sudden,
she saw a big flash.
"Oh God, Please help us!
We're going to crash!"

She doesn't remember
the force of impact.
Just that everything
all of a sudden went black.

She felt someone remove her
from the twisted rubble,
And heard, "Call an ambulance!
These kids are in trouble!"

Voices she heard...
a few words at best.
But she knew there were two cars
involved in the wreck.

Then wondered to herself
if Jeff was all right,
And if the people in the other
car were alive.

She awoke in the hospital
to faces so sad.
"You've been in a wreck
and it looks pretty bad."

These voices echoed
inside her head,
As they gently told her
that Jeff was dead.

They said "Jenny,
we've done all we can do.
But it looks as if
we'll lose you too."

"But the people in the other car!?"
Jenny cried.
"We're sorry, Jenny,
they also died."

Jenny prayed, "God, forgive me
for what I've done
I only wanted to have
just one night of fun."

"Tell those people's family,
I've made their lives dim,
And wish I could return
their families to them."

"Tell Mom and Dad
I'm sorry I lied,
And that it's my fault
so many have died.

Oh, nurse, won'tyou please
tell them that for me?"
The nurse just stood there -
she never agreed.

But took Jenny's hand
with tears in her eyes
And a few moments later,
Jenny died.

A man asked the nurse,
"Why didn't you do your best
To bid that girl
her one last request?"

She looked at the man
with eyes oh so sad.
"Because the people in the other car
were her mom and dad."

This story is sad
and unpleasant but true,
So young people take heed,
it could have been you.

Drinking and driving is not cool. Be careful of your habits and who you're hanging with. Give everything a second thought.

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