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| Write, Comment And Paste Your Poem Now! by gloatkenf(m): 4:58pm On Mar 29, 2012 |
[b]WALL GECKOS. Now, the wee way is wailing exclaimingly Aye, when the right folks should be set to lie After the intake of may be mince pie I got knocked up By the bit of manifold tse-tse beings Jabbed up by was my short neck and..., Hey! Look at the repulsive sons and daughters of the wall; Their papas plus their missus clinged. Wall Geckos, Aye, interetingly disgusting You would see, in this warm side of the world Exchanging guards From the Lizards Those with serrated skins Here, the messanger of witches and wizards Aye, the ones that always nod yes Even when things mean nay Lizard, handing over the manual of the pouncing paths When the ray starts shining And the geckos, rolling majestically and evasively retorting 'Don't worry.' Hence, swaggering without shoes But, meta-tarsals that cleaves roughest cliffs Cleaving, that hold their gigantic tails inspite Tails that are ugly Ugly indeed that made me vomit Vomit that turned to a deluge. Deluge, in the morny, that need being purged. Now, it's high-time for their fashion parade in our facade Via the itchy-bitchy Corely, with their repulsive bulgy behinds The tail that stores hilarious fats They don't know hunger So, to the drain with starvation even famine They, out, now Aye, their world have stolen away my sweet sleep No choice, hence, with my spectacle No lie, see them Fisting-feeding furiously on winged and wingless termites Aye, with void permission, Without caring about their spartan-like epoch They ingest them without cleaning Infact, with my touch Aye, without a touch I could sight the going in of the caught termites Aye, stealthily, into their transparent saddles Now, on my seat, Ruminating Is this not a new building? Fortnight afore This abode was without a roof Then, with my meticulous gazes I percieved zero geckos Where do they come from? O heaven, where! Where's my broom Patcher-patcher , pitter-patter, peter-bitter with it with them The broom cut their behinds as an ugly thunder does to an impedeing tree Dangling and dancing. So so, fleshy When felt with hand of compassion By me, Head up again They've disappeared, Looking at me from their titchy-itchy holes as if I am a god I mean, hauling a quizzical glare As if from them, an hulaballoo is about to parade out For my inspection. Bluntly, their gnashing glance, chased my feet and me back to my mat. Geckos, To me, Disgusting But to heaven and them over there, Suitable Affirmatively, My food is another man's poison Vis-a-vis Life is diverse Full of meanings and incoherencies I hate Geckos But, just now, see them playing on my best photos.[/b] |
| Re: Write, Comment And Paste Your Poem Now! by gloatkenf(m): 5:10pm On Mar 29, 2012 |
Yes, I am a young poet. Please, write poems or paste your poems and let's comment on/about its hidding meanings or pictursque interpretations... Waiting!!! |
| Re: Write, Comment And Paste Your Poem Now! by gloatkenf(m): 2:18am On Apr 06, 2012 |
[b] A letter to my oppugnants! To you that're my best enemy. Now they're muttering-rambling, I'm apparently mad Why am I always glad I'm down and eating sand dusts and Aye, yet nay sad Did you pertake in the recent temptive elevating card? I retort, nay! It wasn't ment for male that're bald Uhm! Am I bald! Enquire mad mummy, she shall negate the tread. Aye, But for all bard I am bard Plus bad Ask your tomfool dad You won't know my stand Even, lend me your yawed yam, pounded I shan't tell yew let alone you of derision instead Of being the backbone instead You mutated to my best adversary instead Look, take back your yams, cocoa and loaves of bread I won't eat them , I shall man my stand I would rather fast till I am dead To ingesting that filthy bread of the dead By you, me, into this you bamboozled I am me I am not that weezy My star shall beat that of his, that's the reality I have pa and magnificient mummy They are no dummy Wise, saga and are prayerful for me My glorious days remain titchy Believe me you and you, them, you shall see And you shall be taken aback in itchy, till you lose your miniature memory. I'm merciful in history But, your back-bitings and vipurations has alterated the story But, I shan't wish for you a state penury But, soonest, you shall become coy 'n' amazed by my story. It shall reach you, nay eager nor anxiety. Lastly Yours amicably.[/b] |
| Re: Write, Comment And Paste Your Poem Now! by MyneWhite1(f): 5:34am On Apr 07, 2012 |
Who still writes with Aye, and Bard, etc. And what is yawed yam? |
| Re: Write, Comment And Paste Your Poem Now! by gloatkenf(m): 5:57am On Apr 07, 2012 |
Myne White: Who still writes with Aye, and Bard, etc.aye means YES, bard means A POET or POEM WRITER etc. 'YAWED YAM.' YAWS is a disgusting disease that affect humans. So, by saying yawed yam that means the yam isn't good or venomous or poison laden and thereby may end ones life if ingested. OPPUGNANTS means Enemies. Thanks... . |
| Re: Write, Comment And Paste Your Poem Now! by gloatkenf(m): 5:57am On Apr 07, 2012 |
Myne White: Who still writes with Aye, and Bard, etc.aye means YES, bard means A POET or POEM WRITER etc. 'YAWED YAM.' YAWS is a disgusting disease that affect humans. So, by saying yawed yam that means the yam isn't good or venomous or poison laden and thereby may end ones life if ingested. OPPUGNANTS means Enemies. Thanks... |
| Re: Write, Comment And Paste Your Poem Now! by gloatkenf(m): 6:05am On Apr 07, 2012 |
Myne White: Who still writes with Aye, and Bard, etc.Though, aye is archaic or anachronistic but but me no buts about the rest words, they're world-widely acceptable and believe me ma, anything or word is kinda tolerable poetically, yep, on the basis of poetic license |
| Re: Write, Comment And Paste Your Poem Now! by gloatkenf(m): 6:12am On Apr 07, 2012 |
Please, my lovely love! Pleace! Yes, my light life shall ache; as in heart-quake Correct, from ages to ages If your lovely love insists to forsake Me, by entertaking a large pace Betwixt, please, for heaven's sake Wait, cos, in this wild cosmos Without you, my hale shall sit in a shameful stake So, please, let our hearts remain ever glue-like close. Don't adjudge me for my now Morrow is what's core now You've showed me that sex now is a fine mundane But, morrow, more cutesy than Barak's plane Well, may heaven help me Cos, a delicious damsel want me to taste her thorny pussy But the mo I recall Christ and you - Yemi I always took an unending race away from her temptuous vicinity. |
| Re: Write, Comment And Paste Your Poem Now! by gloatkenf(m): 4:19am On Apr 09, 2012 |
[b] MY LIFE.My little life is walking ferociously hitter the path of bluntness. The contents in my scalp are jumping but not for jubilation But for ambiguousity and a state of scylla and chabdis. Who to trust is who to thrust Who to hate is who to love To love is to hate to hate is to hate the more To be naive is to be nice to be nice is to be naive. To kill is to kneel to kneel is to be shot What is going on is what has happened What has happened is what must passover The mystery of my life is marvelously fine War is peace, To have peace, to me now, is to fight wars Mind of mine has been poisoned with experiences Experiences that's wearing the look of dirt Dirt that propels you to condescend Mockery that patches like an amorous anarconda. My world is full of tear glands Joy a minute, melancholy, manifold. No love lost, none found What I think kill what I forget My visage is full of shame Shame that slaps me seriously like last night's lightning World of mine, to me and to us is in her incorrect Don't pet I don't need a pet A rest? It isn't the best Listen, feel sorry for a bard? That's bad It makes me sad And compels to take pen to write out the sad By my expression through my truth I fish out the fine and the filth Pretence! I know the game It's fun and full of pity haulings. The world is war. Cosmos can't exist without war With myself In the flock Outside You're not the bride The chide Isn't about the card But about that seer when with my ma I have her blood. I should believe yew? Not even you You are one of the reason to seeing that sea of blue. How I wished I could sue.[/b] |
| Re: Write, Comment And Paste Your Poem Now! by baggy4luv(m): 7:30pm On Apr 13, 2012 |
Waterfall seasonless waterfall your beauty best described when sunlight cuts through you from that height you pour to the depth of your feet awesome ends with you season thru seasons you are younger with each gaze seasonless waterfall you are younger than the sun it makes you breathetaking @ dawn a gift valued in darknes stil your splashes so fluent that your youthfulnes has never left seasons tru seasons u av been on every lips.mabayojeolusegun@gmail.com |
| Re: Write, Comment And Paste Your Poem Now! by gloatkenf(m): 9:00pm On Apr 18, 2012 |
baggy4luv: Waterfallwow that was cool. Is its topic water fall or what? |
| Re: Write, Comment And Paste Your Poem Now! by baggy4luv(m): 8:22am On Apr 19, 2012 |
gloatkenf: wow that was cool. Is its topic water fall or what?yep sir.my inner creativity gave birth to day |
| Re: Write, Comment And Paste Your Poem Now! by gloatkenf(m): 10:35am On Apr 20, 2012 |
baggy4luv: yep sir.my inner creativity gave birth to dayYou mean... |
| Re: Write, Comment And Paste Your Poem Now! by gloatkenf(m): 11:35am On Apr 20, 2012 |
[b] The remain of the remains! From the beginning of the beginning In the Eden now a defunct den, Afore the dawdling in of the first deluge After his tricks that made them sin Was it that death And us had mingled o'er death deal. That tiny red apple, Though titchy, alterated the lovely tale And made it look pale 'n' ire Now, the choice had degraded to sub-zero No matter how you matter to your society Aye, being their heroine or hero You are going to be said in mythological tales. Your signature and mine are all over the deal So also you and you He's made for us an unseen attire Aye, put it off and set it ablaze That percievable shawl And remain bare Believe me, the shawl is all over you wailing hands. When you pop up here Definitely, you must have some people connected to you pre the stony sleep. Your remain Now, no one needs your remains It belongs to where you were lay to rest It belongs to termite and their parleys Your remain here Is what the world shall mutter about you when you wish to hear but can't If they kudos your deeds while with them And multiply it while away Then, your paths patern is productive And if their words of them taste wonderful Then, you can sleep and slumber Till the trumpets shriek, And heaven quails For your remain mutter many merry things about Your positive impacts when you stood on your fine feet for foe and friend For if they never regretted the connexion between But, busy pleading you to keep spaces for them on the heavenly sofa To be able to exchange plenty pleasing pleasantries Then, your corpse should give a bawly giggle. |
| Re: Write, Comment And Paste Your Poem Now! by superplus(m): 7:05pm On Apr 20, 2012 |
[b][/b]ODE TO BARCELONA Oh! Great Barcelona The paraders of world Greatest football stars. UEFA Champions League Is your birth right La Liga is your inheritance Your name Barca sends Cold shivers down the Spines of your opponents Your dazzling pattern of soccer Holds your spectators spell bound. You are the best,first among Equals of all football clubs. Together Barca we will March to victory. No team can stop you As you claim your birth Right and inheritance Year after year. Songs of victory shall We sing as we march To the promise land of victory. |
| Re: Write, Comment And Paste Your Poem Now! by gloatkenf(m): 8:16pm On Apr 20, 2012 |
superplus: [b][/b]ODE TO BARCELONA[b] Believe fella, that poem is laddened with apostrophe all round and you're a real Barcelona fan but why did Chelsea(I am his fan) gave you a dirty slap like that few days ago? |
| Re: Write, Comment And Paste Your Poem Now! by gloatkenf(m): 8:17pm On Apr 20, 2012 |
superplus: [/b]ODE TO BARCELONA[b] Believe me fella, that poem is laddened with apostrophe all round and you're a real Barcelona fan but why did Chelsea(I am his fan) give you a dirty slap like that few days ago? |
| Re: Write, Comment And Paste Your Poem Now! by superplus(m): 11:14pm On Apr 20, 2012 |
[quote author=gloatkenf] Believe me fella, that poem is laddened with apostrophe all round and you're a real Barcelona fan but why did Chelsea(I am his fan) give you a dirty slap like that few days ago?[/quoteDear Chelsea fan,at Camp Nou,we{Barca fans}shall have the last laugh... |
| Re: Write, Comment And Paste Your Poem Now! by gloatkenf(m): 6:29am On Apr 21, 2012 |
[quote author=superplus][/quote] If chelsea beats you in the 2nd leg, it shall propel me to pen a poem titled CHELSEA THE KILLER. But if they don't, ah! I shan't. |
| Re: Write, Comment And Paste Your Poem Now! by gloatkenf(m): 6:29am On Apr 21, 2012 |
[quote author=superplus][/quote] If chelsea beat you in the 2nd leg, it shall propel me to pen a poem titled CHELSEA THE KILLER. But if they don't, ah! I shan't. |
| Re: Write, Comment And Paste Your Poem Now! by gloatkenf(m): 9:35pm On Apr 26, 2012 |
gloatkenf: If chelsea beat you in the 2nd leg, it shall propel me to pen a poem titled CHELSEA THE KILLER. But if they don't, ah! I shan't.CHELSEA THE KILLER Ah! Goal goal goal Why, gods, now, make it hit the poll If it happens again, I shall summon my shawl What! Goal I'm dead What kind of club is this club? Chelsea? Ah! No wonder we're at sea! That's the reason for ceaseless gushing of ole ole ole The fan Spectating, hell no to sitting. He is valiant Most importantly, to them, Barca, like a mutant Afore, his glory beams-boom brilliantly But nay, not any much more vouch Booing is what comes out of their muffled mouths Like an inspected ants, matching towards downwards to their abysmal abyss Look at them Aye, commence, via the lord of the pillars To the fighters of for victory They are all doomed with the spirit of kissing the costly cup Aye, which blind them openly to pave pouncingly pounced in oppugnant Who cares about his reputation? I am Chelsea... Enquire me from Bayern Munich and Bolton They will fill your pinnae with the tidings of our they're cast into my soup sea I'm Chelsea Who's Man-u? What's Arsenal? Where's Barca? Under my jackie jacking jack boot jacking for a piece of bread I don't care I'm the dare devil Now is my time I will buy their Messi, C. Ronaldo etc, without paying a dime My prime It's risen just like the old times, no crime Beating you is nay crime Read now from Genesis to Revelation and 'tamat' it with Psalm In the long run, a snaring slap with my pinchy palm I am me I am Chelsea No club in this wild world can dare me Test me Tempt me Assuredly, you will nail your nails for soccering with me I am me I am Chelsea That blazing cup is my cup You want to vie? I will roast you in my hot tea! I am chelsea The pitiless killer Ask Killah She dwells at Ila She will advocates, I am the best at English soccer... |
| Re: Write, Comment And Paste Your Poem Now! by gloatkenf(m): 10:24pm On Apr 26, 2012 |
Chelsea The Killer. Ah! Goal goal goal Why, gods, now, make it hit the poll If it happens again, I shall summon my shawl What! Goal Again? This is making me many pain! In fact, I'm dead Come thither, what kind of club is this club? Chelsea? Ah! No wonder we're at sea! That's the reason for their ceaseless gushing of ole ole ole... The fans Spectating, hell no to sitting. He is valiant Most importantly, to them, Barca, like a mutant Afore, his glory beams-boom brilliantly But nay, not any much more vouch Booing is what comes out of their muffled mouths Shrill-like, who will commiserate? Ah! Like inspected ants, matching towards downwards to their abysmal abyss Look at them Aye, commence, via the lord of the pillars Via the stony tackers To the fighters of for victory; They are all doomed with the spirit of kissing the costly cup Aye, which blind them openly to pave pouncingly pounced in oppugnants Who cares about his reputation? I am Chelsea... Enquire me from that coy Bayern Munich and the impy Bolton They will fill your pinnae with the tidings of how they're casted into my soup sea I'm Chelsea Who's Man-u? What's Arsenal? Where's Barca? Under my jackie jacking jackboot jacking for a pieces of bouncing bread I don't care I'm the dare devil Now is my time I will purchase their Messi, C. Ronaldo, etc, without paying a dime My prime It's risen just like the old times, no crime Beating you is nay crime Read now from Genesis to Revelation and shut up with Psalm In the long run, a snaring slap with my pinchy palm I am me I am Chelsea No club in this wild world can dare me Test me Tempt me Assuredly, you will nail your nails for soccering with me I am me I am Chelsea Take ten down I'll still meet up and beat, this isn't pun That blazing cup is my cup You want to vie? I will roast you in my hot tea! I am chelsea The cutest killer Ask Killah She dwells at Ila She will advocates, I am the best at English soccer...  |
| Re: Write, Comment And Paste Your Poem Now! by gloatkenf(m): 10:26pm On Apr 26, 2012 |
[b]Chelsea The Killer[/b]Ah! Goal goal goal Why, gods, now, make it hit the poll If it happens again, I shall summon my shawl What! Goal Again? This is making me many pain! In fact, I'm dead Come thither, what kind of club is this club? Chelsea? Ah! No wonder we're at sea! That's the reason for their ceaseless gushing of ole ole ole... The fans Spectating, hell no to sitting. He is valiant Most importantly, to them, Barca, like a mutant Afore, his glory beams-boom brilliantly But nay, not any much more vouch Booing is what comes out of their muffled mouths Shrill-like, who will commiserate? Ah! Like inspected ants, matching towards downwards to their abysmal abyss Look at them Aye, commence, via the lord of the pillars Via the stony tackers To the fighters of for victory; They are all doomed with the spirit of kissing the costly cup Aye, which blind them openly to pave pouncingly pounced in oppugnants Who cares about his reputation? I am Chelsea... Enquire me from that coy Bayern Munich and the impy Bolton They will fill your pinnae with the tidings of how they're casted into my soup sea I'm Chelsea Who's Man-u? What's Arsenal? Where's Barca? Under my jackie jacking jackboot jacking for a pieces of bouncing bread I don't care I'm the dare devil Now is my time I will purchase their Messi, C. Ronaldo, etc, without paying a dime My prime It's risen just like the old times, no crime Beating you is nay crime Read now from Genesis to Revelation and shut up with Psalm In the long run, a snaring slap with my pinchy palm I am me I am Chelsea No club in this wild world can dare me Test me Tempt me Assuredly, you will nail your nails for soccering with me I am me I am Chelsea Take ten down I'll still meet up and beat, this isn't pun That blazing cup is my cup You want to vie? I will roast you in my hot tea! I am chelsea The cutest killer Ask Killah She dwells at Ila She will advocates, I am the best at English soccer... |
| Re: Write, Comment And Paste Your Poem Now! by gloatkenf(m): 4:42pm On May 11, 2012 |
[b]It's quite tomfool of this state, imagine, the most populated nation in the blacks continent finding it acutely ambiguous/ difficult to make for the production of at least one singer/writer that can sing/write like our beloveddemised hero - Fela Anikulapo. It's a time like this that we need such human being and such scarce talent, who can faceany fucking personality, regardless of consequence or affluencial capability or endowment. Who won't mind even if he were sued on the basis of what comes out of his/her mouth, cos he/she mutters/bauls the real realities. But, null, all are shivery of what such bold step may later ooze out, all are jiltery and of intense commotion of those swinging the powers of this cosmos, the big brothers. Fela ones said in one of his tracks that," my condition don reach d state whey I nid 2 talk, if ur condition hasn't got to that extent, na u sabi and if it has, and u dey afraid of death, tel me, are u going to live forever?' Although, that was in pidging english but I can't recollect the whole thing articulately. A SHORT POEM FOR FELA Fela, you were a hero Your demise, made me mistaken meat for sorrow Your sonorous phone is nowhere to be found since In fact, I tried and tried to eat beans and rice I meant, to sing like you But in that stead, I sang like yew Rest in peace Wow! No, this mo run thither from Indian Hemp, to avert pieces and retract peaceful peace. My pa, when pestering for knowledge, told me Aye, while enquiring aboutthe day you mutter bye to worthless world's tea The day of your interment Wow! It was of an extreme interest Clouds were sad and busy clamouring for more ire Sun went to bed and refused to show up Land quake as if Jonah's time wants to reccur Rain, Aye, he told me that it rained It rained black water Rain wasn't himself duringthe processing Aye, afore publishing You are a hero and my forever and ever fella Yes you yes Fela Take care In fact, there, go in a KIA Not in Korope nor Keke Moruwa I love you Down there I mean up there Whatever, wherever, I don't care, Don't taste yew But pounded yam or inform of fired eggs and hot 'Isu' Adieu, Obasanjo and others, shining shame to you. We all know they knew about your whereabouts Aye, while walking, them you valiantly bout, well, these are our shouts.[/b] |
| Re: Write, Comment And Paste Your Poem Now! by Jyde89: 4:29pm On May 15, 2012 |
Guy's please allow me to add mine to the collection of poem. I titled it "Ailing earth".your comments are welcomed. I see the tree's, cut into piece. i smell the air, it smell's of dirt. the water's are dead, the land is a mess. the creature's are dying, our planet is crying. what have we done, what have we done to the world. I hear her cry, can you listen. tick tick tick, her heart is bitting. as fast as a clock, for fear of the unknown. our womb is a victim, and we are the oppresor, what have we done, what have we done to the world. Put away the fire, rust the saw's. obliterate the hate, heal the world. [center][/center][left][/left] 2 Likes |
| Re: Write, Comment And Paste Your Poem Now! by gloatkenf(m): 9:05pm On May 16, 2012 |
Jyde89: Guy's please allow me to add mine to the collection of poem. I titled it "Ailing earth".your comments are welcomed. I see the tree's, cut into piece. i smell the air, it smell's of dirt. the water's are dead, the land is a mess. the creature's are dying, our planet is crying. what have we done, what have we done to the world. I hear her cry, can you listen. tick tick tick, her heart is bitting. as fast as a clock, for fear of the unknown. our womb is a victim, and we are the oppresor, what have we done, what have we done to the world. Put away the fire, rust the saw's. obliterate the hate, heal the world. [center][/center][left][/left]believe me that poem is handsome. But, sir, try and arrange poems line by line, by doing so, it will look much handsomer. |
| Re: Write, Comment And Paste Your Poem Now! by gloatkenf(m): 11:55pm On May 16, 2012 |
I am not confused![b]Okay, who's dining with me is my best enemy Who hates me is my best palley Those that I l♥ve are mutating and putting on thorny tongues Objectives, Kiss my lips with thorny-thronged tongues This is a song of sorrow A song that belongs to morrow No A song that shouldn't be re-heard Re-played and re-recorded. But again and again my wish: tomorrow is of zero sorrow. In... fact, I'm telling you the fact The pact, I may break it into particles to make it tit for tat God knows, I have a good heart To hell with those negative zodiacs I am a sanguine I pursue, I don't care, whether dawdle bare footed Or bundles of trudgings with my kneel cap or interesting incisor What I know is that I am not confused Anaemia, isn't my portion rather Dimential, he, we'd met and decided on a forever foe treaty Yes, I think about more than I forget I always regret to regret I will always reject to regret I always reject to being the least Forever first. These aren't tauntful insults All is cos am doing my best Not to touch their herogenuous zones, as in busts But, Taking a stony time, adjudging me on the basis of my physiognomy and physical facade You'er quenching your already questionable time. Now, I am on a suicide quest O heaven! Make this comprehensive I need to be the best Revert my worst to the best Make me to attain that zenith I know that you know me So, this shouldn't be incoherent Just wish my heart the best. Now, nay hundredth. Aye, I can't fathom the face of this cosmos I've been focalising all the days of my 22nd on this...sorrow-filled soil The more I dig out his dirt The more his dirt dance back and lacy with more filth I don't know how Cos, who to thrust Is now who to trust. So, this is all jaggons Yes, cos it's yours and mine rightful wrongs. Listen, I am listing, the fact should be made known, 'cause it's unknown Now, the bad bat is bouncing back to its bad basket Now, Already in its basket Leave me, leave me, let me mutter Leave me, let go of my mild mind, or else, you know I can shriek Haven't you watched shrek? Purchase the twain plus the mono parts, you will jam the loc. Do so, for not to slip on broken rafters Afore the crow of your roosters And even hop and tango on broken chips, Just be just In the stead of your all the time Insinuative encouragements. Believe me, my thumb is running insane Just to vomit all it's got in his brains Give me beans, Nostalgic, I once ingest more than once, uncooked soyabeans Now, I am tasting titchy tasty time With my large palm The palm now, you are haunting to tear into pieces. Betwixt you and me, forget it, no peace I'd torn the peace into pieces in sixes There are reasons for every reason Most corely, This pedestrian season. Look here, re-read my expressions and its verbums Re-cover the recovered by your brains You'll fathom the mystery behind every epoch. See, every bard from their lineage is always bad And they're all mad Although they're not mad The begining of the end has just begun. [/b] |
| Re: Write, Comment And Paste Your Poem Now! by Jyde89: 11:25am On May 17, 2012 |
gloatkenf: believe me that poem is handsome. But, sir, try and arrange poems line by line, by doing so, it will look much handsomer.Trust me bro i did,just have'nt gotten the format of making it stay the way i arranged it before submiting it,maybe it's because i'm using a phone to post it. Thank's for your comment though,won't mind you giving me few tip's on how to post my poem's right nxt time,i'm somehow new on this side of N/L. |
| Re: Write, Comment And Paste Your Poem Now! by gloatkenf(m): 2:52pm On May 17, 2012 |
Jyde89: Trust me bro i did,just have'nt gotten the format of making it stay the way i arranged it before submiting it,maybe it's because i'm using a phone to post it. Thank's for your comment though,won't mind you giving me few tip's on how to post my poem's right nxt time,i'm somehow new on this side of N/L.You're most welcome. I use also mobile phone to post all my poems, as a result, it's quite not impossible for you to do it also... Br☺, we're all still at the rudimentary level of being a perfect poet, so I would 2 love tip in an advice but in form of titbits that, try and repleat your poems with more figure of speech, such as alliteration-" When the Wing Wanted to Wail the Winner to bed.'' There, 'W' was repeated 5 times and that made it an alliterated clause. Another ☺ne is Personification, a quintessence, '' Sun is smilling quizzically with me,'' That statement up there was personified, etc... Thanks so much♥♥... |
| Re: Write, Comment And Paste Your Poem Now! by Jyde89: 9:12pm On May 18, 2012 |
gloatkenf: You're most welcome. I use also mobile phone to post all my poems, as a result, it's quite not impossible for you to do it also... Br☺, we're all still at the rudimentary level of being a perfect poet, so I would 2 love tip in an advice but in form of titbits that, try and repleat your poems with more figure of speech, such as alliteration-" When the Wing Wanted to Wail the Winner to bed.'' There, 'W' was repeated 5 times and that made it an alliterated clause. Another ☺ne is Personification, a quintessence, '' Sun is smilling quizzically with me,'' That statement up there was personified, etc... Thanks so much♥♥...10 bro,i appreciate your advice. |
| Re: Write, Comment And Paste Your Poem Now! by Jyde89: 9:13pm On May 18, 2012 |
gloatkenf: You're most welcome. I use also mobile phone to post all my poems, as a result, it's quite not impossible for you to do it also... Br☺, we're all still at the rudimentary level of being a perfect poet, so I would 2 love tip in an advice but in form of titbits that, try and repleat your poems with more figure of speech, such as alliteration-" When the Wing Wanted to Wail the Winner to bed.'' There, 'W' was repeated 5 times and that made it an alliterated clause. Another ☺ne is Personification, a quintessence, '' Sun is smilling quizzically with me,'' That statement up there was personified, etc... Thanks so much♥♥...10 bro,i appreciate your advice. |
| Re: Write, Comment And Paste Your Poem Now! by Jyde89: 9:16pm On May 18, 2012 |
gloatkenf: You're most welcome. I use also mobile phone to post all my poems, as a result, it's quite not impossible for you to do it also... Br☺, we're all still at the rudimentary level of being a perfect poet, so I would 2 love tip in an advice but in form of titbits that, try and repleat your poems with more figure of speech, such as alliteration-" When the Wing Wanted to Wail the Winner to bed.'' There, 'W' was repeated 5 times and that made it an alliterated clause. Another ☺ne is Personification, a quintessence, '' Sun is smilling quizzically with me,'' That statement up there was personified, etc... Thanks so much♥♥...10x bro,i appreciate your advice. 1 Like |
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