Love Poems
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Printed Date: 12 September 2025 at 9:44am
Topic: Love Poems
Posted By: hero_bash
Subject: Love Poems
Date Posted: 03 June 2006 at 3:46am
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I got this poem from somewhere. i didn't make them: It was 7th grade I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called "best friend". I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didnt notice me like that, I knew it. After class she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before I handed them to her. She said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want tell her, I want her to know that I don`t wanna Be just friends, I love her but I`m just too shy, and I don`t know why... Its 11th Grade The phone rang. on the other end it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone, so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. after 2 hours, a movie, and 3 bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanna tell her, I want her to know that I don`t wanna be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and i dont know Why Its Senior Year The day before prom she walked to my locker. "My date is Sick" she said; he`s not going to go. well I didnt have a Date and in 7th qrade we made a promise that if neither of us had dates we would go together just as "best friends". So we did. Its Prom niqht After everything was over I was standing at her front door step. I stared at her, She smiled at me I want her to be mine, but she doesn`t think of me like that and I know it. Then she said "I haad the best time, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don`t want to be just friends, I love her but I`m just too shy, and I don`t know why Its Graduation Day a day passed, then a week, then a month. before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an anqel up on staqe to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine, but she didnt notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said, you`re my best friend, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the Cheek. I wanna tell her, I want her to know that I don`t wanna be just friends, I love her but I`m just too shy, and I don`t know why Her Wedding Day now I sit in the pews of the church. that girl is gettinq married now. I watched her say "i do" and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn`t see me like that and I knew it. But before she Drove away, she came to me n said you came!" She said. "thanks!" and kissed me on the cheek. I wanna tell her, I want her to know that i dont wanna be just friends, I love her but I`m just too shy, and i don`t know why. Years later I looked down at the coffin of a qirl who used to be my "best friend". at the service they read a diary entry she had wrote in her hiqh school years. This is what it read: I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn`t notice me like that, and I know it. i wanna tell him, i want him to know that I don`t want to be just friends, I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don`t know why. ============================================== Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines he wrote a poem And he called it "Chops" because that was the name of his dog And that's what it was all about And his teacher gave him an A and a gold star And his mother hung it on the kitchen door and read it to his aunts That was the year that Father Tracy took all the kids to the zoo And he let them sing on the bus And his little sister was born with tiny toenails and no hair And his mother and father kissed a lot And the girl around the corner sent him a valentine signed with a row of X's and he had to ask his father what the X's meant And his father always tucked him in bed at night And was always there to do it Once on a piece of white paper with blue lines he wrote a poem And he called it "Autumn" because that was the name of the season And that's what it was all about And his teacher gave him an A and asked him to write more clearly And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door because of its new paint And the kids told him that Father Tracy smoked cigars And left butts on the pews And sometimes they would burn holes That was the year his sister got glasses with thick lenses and black frames And the girl around the corner laughed when he asked her to go see Santa Claus And the kids told him why his mother and father kissed a lot And his father never tucked him in bed at night And his father got mad when he cried for him to do it. Once on a paper torn from his notebook he wrote a poem And he called it "Innocence: A Question" because that was the question about his girl And that's what it was all about And his professor gave him an A and a strange steady look And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door because he never showed her That was the year that Father Tracy died And he forgot how the end of the Apostle's Creed went And he caught his sister making out on the back porch And his mother and father never kissed or even talked And the girl around the corner wore too much makeup that made him cough when he kissed her but he kissed her anyway because that was the thing to do And at three A.M. he tucked himself into bed his father snoring soundly That's why on the back of a brown paper bag he tried another poem And he called it "Absolutely Nothing" Because that's what it was really all about And he gave himself an A and a slash on each damned wrist And he hung it on the bathroom door because this time he didn't think he could reach the kitchen. |
Replies:
Posted By: Monkey 'o Doom
Date Posted: 03 June 2006 at 9:30am
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Look, do you really think we have that much free time? ------------- http://pixelmonkey.ensellitis.com"> 
RPG is numberwang. |
Posted By: leel
Date Posted: 03 June 2006 at 7:20pm
| oh man, those are myspace chain letters >.< well at least the first one is, i didnt read the second one, cause erm... look a fly! |
Posted By: Lawrence
Date Posted: 03 June 2006 at 7:52pm
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On a blustery Autumn morn' I got up out of bed It was just before dawn And I found my wife dead I thought "oh deary me, Whatever will I do?" Thy head was filled with choices I decided to do a poo I sat down on the toilet And sh*tted right on queue and I said, in a tone so naughty, "Toilet, I love you."  ------------- |
Posted By: Ensellitis
Date Posted: 03 June 2006 at 8:16pm
------------- There's a pubic hair on my keyboard. What the f**k?? I "mow the lawn" so it's not mine. Gross. |
Posted By: Aleiav
Date Posted: 03 June 2006 at 10:00pm
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Originally posted by Lawrence On a blustery Autumn morn' I got up out of bed It was just before dawn And I found my wife dead I thought "oh deary me, Whatever will I do?" Thy head was filled with choices I decided to do a poo I sat down on the toilet And sh*tted right on queue and I said, in a tone so naughty, "Toilet, I love you." ------------- |
Posted By: Pixel_Outlaw
Date Posted: 03 June 2006 at 10:29pm
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I think the wored spacing is off unless you read each one really slow. ------------- http://www.shmup-dev.com/forum/"> 
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Posted By: Larwick
Date Posted: 04 June 2006 at 3:04am
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Lolz. -------------  http://larw-ck.deviantart.com">
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Posted By: Blueberry_pie
Date Posted: 04 June 2006 at 3:11am
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Indeed.
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Posted By: Larwick
Date Posted: 04 June 2006 at 3:33am
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They're more like retarded chav tragedies than love poems. Although because they're tragedies it's more emo. 'i love you, so i killed myself' ...etc ------------- http://larw-ck.deviantart.com">
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Posted By: Shark
Date Posted: 04 June 2006 at 3:43am
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Roses are red
Violets are blue I f**ked your mom and your gandma too. ------------- Snark, we love yuu. |
Posted By: Shark
Date Posted: 04 June 2006 at 3:45am
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Lets share our love in that holy session of overdosing on heroin..
We could share the needles and all get aids, I will love you as we die in the ghetto Peace out brother. ------------- Snark, we love yuu. |
Posted By: Brian the Great
Date Posted: 04 June 2006 at 6:39am
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However much I liked it all,
for this you got mocked Which is for me the reason this topic just got LOCKED ------------- http://www.twoschizos.com"> 
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