Topic: <Blue and Crimson Tears - Froggie's Poetry> <Last updated: September 3rd>

[Maki-chan]

Yayness!! ^__^

[Froggie chan]

BLADE-
Deliberate pain,
Inside myself,
Mental self-gone,
Physical self-scarred,
Lying alone in a room,
All friendships lost,
Hand reaching up to eyes view,
Red marks scar it,
The beauty,
Confidence and dignity,
Has been stolen by an emotion,
That is silent,
That can destroy,
But is the basis of all life.


this will be my last poem as im giving up writing them sorry to disappiont if anyone cares

[Maki-chan]

It's such a sad poem, filled with hopelessness, yet elegant and beautiful at the same time. However, I'd like to see you write more because I do care Amy-chan. Pain and sadness aren't things that people imagine, they're real. *Huggles Amy-chan.* ^_^

If you're interested in some more very sad, hopeless, but beautifully written poetry, look at the Old Testament Book of Lamentations.

[Froggie chan]

sorry but i cant write anymore its too hard and frustratingV_V

[Froggie chan]

Memory

Even though
All the years
I never saw
Who you really were
I shied away
Too scared to speak
I wish I could take it back
I never saw
You in the spotlight
The shadow of illness took care of that
I cant even remember
Your smile
Theres so much I want
To tell you
But I cant
Your out of reach
You are the hope in my soul
You’re a memory


Dedicated to the late Ellen paddock my great grandmother.

[Maki-chan]

It seems like she was someone that you liked a lot, but weren't able to become friends with her. It's kind of sad. *Huggles Amy-chan* I can remember very little of my great-grandparents, but those memories are of kind and friendly people.

[Froggie chan]

ever since the year of my birth she suffered with parkinsons disease and glucoma which is why i never knew her. being the shy person i am i never spoke to her alot and because i was young i dont remember much

i just wish she was her for someone to talk too 

[Froggie chan]

Wrapped in a blanket of fallen tears,
Cloaked in the darkness that is my only comfort,
Holding the hand of the past I wont let go,
Piecing together my broken heart.

The pain clouds the innocence of my future,
The fear in my past protects me,
From the grief that digs it claws into my flesh,
Sheltering under the roof of my despair.

The depression is my freedom,
The lies are the truth,
The loneliness warms me as I’m,
Wrapped in a blanket of broken dreams. 

[Maki-chan]

Some really wonderful contrasts in each line Amy-chan. Very pretty, but very sad too.  *Hugz Amy-chan.*

[Froggie chan]

i wanted it to contrast as i dont write many contrating poems. i had the first line and wanted to contrast the rest  of the poem. im really proud of this poem which is really rare *shrugs*


i would like to thank sheepy chan for the emotions despair and innocence. i would alos like to thanks tom for the emotion depression. thanks guys i would have never finshed this poem without you ^__^

[Maki-chan]

Parkinson's is a really hard thing because it only affects the person on the outside while their mind is just the same as it has always been. My grandfather had it just before he died and I can remember how difficult it was to try to communicate with him. At the same time, I could see in his eyes that he was still there and he recognized me. It must have been like being in a prison ...

[Froggie chan]

sometimes i feel like shes here and shes watching me and guiding me... i just wish she was here just a little longer so i could a least talk to her again V_V

[Froggie chan]

my english childhood poem:

Childs Play.

She stands in a corner awaiting a customer,
Her face alighted with a happy smile,
She waits while an adult potters around,
Pretending to make a discission of what to buy,
The child grows tired of watching and waiting,
And tidies her objects to sell,
Like her favourite teddy,
And a basket of plastic fruit,
While she waits for the adult,
Who takes their time,
Picking up an old ragdoll,
And handling it,
Examining its soft cloth face,
The beady eyes show the reflection,
Of the impatient child’s face,
The adult reacting comes over to pay,
Handing over plastic coins,
The child’s face gleams with joy,
As the money lies in her hand,
Still warm,
All thoughts of the waiting forgot.

But then the shop must close,
The toys are not for sale anymore
 But are toys again,
The money returns to its keepsake box,
And the objects are returned to the child’s bed,
Or her toy box in the corner,
The happy shop,
The make shift shop,
Has returned to a living room,
A room where adults rule again.



one for one of my oldest friends louise ^_^

You stand in the crowd,
Oblivious to other people’s remarks,
You don’t care at all,
You happy being you,
You don’t mind who your friends are,
You a star of glimmering light,
A shelter for those who need,
You wisdom,
Your guidance,
Your optimistic outlook.

You are the rock I need beside me,
You’re a friend in your heart,
And have a soul full of goodness,
You may have to fall now and again,
But you always stand tall,
Above the crowd with your happiness and your hope.

You the person I wish to be,
The happy one with the luck in the world,
But above all a great friend.


This ones about the RPG character in Neil and mines RPG ^__^

Truth

I’m hiding away under the moon,
It alone knows the truth,
It alone knows my hearts broken,
It alone knows my fate.

I told you the truth and you said I lie,
It looks as though you know little,
About me or my troubles,
I’m sick of hiding away.

Its time they knew,
Its time I come clean,
No matter what they say,
I’m white inside
The white of goodness,
Nothing else.

[Miss Lucia]

OMG amy that rocks!!!!

[Froggie chan]

O.o their not that good neil......

i dont like them but i thought that some people may want to read them