(ZeonX please post them! I would like to see the Pros!...Like you!)
Oh well...It's not like normal poetry though...I write it like a letter...so don't laugh!....well...i won't hear you...so i guess that it's ok...well...here it goes...(the first one is from last year...the only poem that i had to do because of a hw!....all the others are just done because of how i felt)
Ps: I don't care how you call me...Experiment-01...Exp.-01....doesn't matter to me.

Life

Life is like a never ending road
to walk,you will fall
and get up many times
until you finish the road
and you will see all that you
have been walking,
what good things you found
and what horrible fates you
had,between good and bad,
life and death.
Sometimes almost finishing
the road before getting there
and giving up in life when
you were having problems.
You had good experiences,
bad and you learned a lesson.
When you finally finish the road,
you are old and your time is up!
You will find a doorat the end
of the road and when you open it
you will find another road
and another life.
(2002)
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Dreams

Love is unpredictable,
it never says when,why,
what,how,or who,
it just strikes unexpectably
in a moment,sometimes
it might or might not be
true love,sometimes it's
true or just lies,
but while it lasts,
it is a dream come true.
I do not wish to wake
up from it,for if I do,
I fear that it was all
just a dream,a dream
of my dreams.
(1/27/04)
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Common/Uncommon things

Darkness and light,
black and white,
water and oil,
love and hate,
beautiful and horrible,
life and death,
truth and lies,
future and past,
you and me...
You might be
asking yourself,what
does those things have
in common with us?
Well,let me answer.
Many things!
But from all of those,
I will say few and
only few,but important
things. They are
enemies and cannot be
mixed together sometimes,
but they are always there,
one for the other,and
cannot live if the other
does not exist,that's the
same way we are.
(1/27/04)
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Broken Dreams

From the most
pleasant dream you
had awaken me,when
you said that we
should break our love
and friendship. For
that I cry every night
remembering that day,the
day that you woke me up
from my dream. Ever
since you woke me up,from
then on I no longer
have dreams,the only
thing I have had are
nightmares. I dream
that I stand alone in
the world without you and
your love...I miss you,
if you don't come back...
I will keep having
nightmares...but if
you come back,I will
have those pleasant
dreams that I had
before back. I just hope
for the last and only dream of
mines,to come true.
(1/28/04
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The Bird in the Golden Cage

Hear,hear...
hear the bird in the
golden cage sing.
It's beautiful voice ecoes.
But unknown is what
it is saying...
Only the tone in which it is
said can be heard.
That which you see...
A normal bird inside a
golden cage that seems to be
happy,for it sings...
Is only a lie...
For the truth is hidden
inside him and his words...
Which are sealed by that
beautiful but horrible cage,
that golden cage that
everybody want's and desires...
The true meaning of those
words are the opposite of how
it is said and sounds...
The truth...The truth is
that even though
many others would like to
live like that,
rounded by luxuries...
They have the most valuable
posetion they could posibly have...
And they do not see it...
Only those like me,
birds inside those golden
cages are the only ones
who can see the truth...
Freedom....We do not
have freedom...
One of the most valuable
things in life...
Which they do poses,
but do not see...
How unfortunate that
I was not born in that free
and beautiful world...
Only in this golden prision...
Which I cannot escape from.
(2/10/04)