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I have always been there for you

But could that be true

How could it be that I hold you in my arms

With despair for what has happened

You are still warm now but that warmth will soon go

With earth and heaven as my witness I will not let go

With every sound I hear

Every smile I see

I will not forget this day I hold you here

All I can do is stare

Into my heart where you are still there

And wish I could have been there for you

Gone now but how now everything is blank

I wish I could wake from this nightmare of hate

Is this my fate?

To end like this

Please say no

So that I can hang on to the little bit of hope

That some day somewhere I will see you again

My mind is starting to twist and bend

All I can think is how and when

But I already know what I did

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yo yo Ryan, good poem! haha.. i fear that u might surpass me in the poetry ranks... *cough*itwillneverhappen*cough ;)

 

HAHAHA good luck with application, and dont worry, we will duel LATER.. and surely i will win :P

 

Until then.... MWAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!

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  • 2 weeks later...

Gjunon sits patiently in his applicant easychair alongside his two allies Tasslehof and DoomGaze, the three of them distinctly aware of a lack of Pen authorities in the room... Wyvern was extremely late as usual, and the Almost-Secretary of Initiates Melba seemed to be absent as well... Gjunon sighs and swivels in his easychair, growing more and more uneasy about the verdict of his application. He is about to stand up and complain about the seemingly eternal wait when suddenly, the main door to the office swings open and Wacky the Elder Dwarf comes waltzing into the chamber. The semi-insane dwarf wears a large white lab coat that appears to be at least twice his size, and carries a number of colorful lollipops in his right hand. Laughing wildly to himself while turning to Gjunon, Tasslehof, and DoomGaze, Wacky exclaims:

 

"The big red lizard told me I could help out by giving each of you one of these lollipops after the operation!"

 

The three raise their brows curiously at the mentioning of the word "operation" and are about to speak up when suddenly, Wyvern enters into the room pushing a large tray of medical tools and bubbling beakers. The overgrown lizard is dressed in a doctor's outfit, complete with stethoscope and large wallet for cash. Upon seeing this, Tasslehof and DoomGaze immediatly rush for the exit of the room... Unfortunatly, the exit is quickly blocked by Wacky, who is determined to fufill his duty and hand out lollipops after Wyvern has finished operating...

 

Clearing his throat, Wyvern turns to Gjunon, Tasslehof, and DoomGaze before calmly explaining:

 

"I had word that you all had colds of sorts, so I decided I might play the role of doctor for a day and cure them... Gjunon has a heartache, Tasslehof has a slight case of amnesia, and DoomGaze has an evil cough. They're all more or less curable... and besides, whatever happens, I know that us doctors always get paid loads of money no matter what!"

 

With that, Wyvern lets out a sinister laugh as Gjunon and his two allies exhange nervous glances. Quickly picking up a bubbling beaker labeled "Dr. Tzim's fizzy, holy lemonade ®", Wyvern hands it to DoomGaze and encourages him to swallow the liquid in the beaker in one gulp to cure his cough. Wyvern then takes out a miniature mallet and lightly bonks Tasslehof over the head with it, determined that this will cure his slight amnesia. Finally, turning to Gjunon, Wyvern stamps the eager applicant's poem ACCEPTED as a cure for the heartache depicted within...

 

Having done all of this, the overgrown lizard writes up a large bill as the three patients face the wrath of the extremely eager lollipop-donner Wacky...

 

;)

 

OOC: On a more serious note... An ACCEPTED application, Gjunon, welcome to the Mighty Pen! My apologies for the lateness of my response, I've been quite busy in RL lately. Be sure to either post your e-mail here or send me a mail at elitwack90@hotmail.com, so that I can send you some additional info. Once again, welcome!

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my e-mail is vcryanvc2000@yahoo.com and thanks for your acceptance. i am writing a new one right now and i will show u some of my work here

 

this one is also posted in the banquet.

 

Walking

 

Tears streaming down the bleak lines of infinity

Every thing long lost in the desolate wastes of my mind

The road to my soul can I still call it that?

The infinite struggle is never so kind

 

Running now

Hard and fast as I can go

A spec I am a grain of sand turning in the cool waters

One of many falling ever so slow

 

I can only run so far

I cannot run far enough it seems

In the dimness now the blackness is coming to life with my star

The lone light on this field is it enough?

 

Death is closing in I can feel the rope

All alone I am walking ever so slow

The blade I hold in my hand shivers with me

The blood on it shines from my foes

 

A scream carries no sound

Time has no place for me in this waste

Here I am here and now

With this deep sorrow

 

I will continue

I must

Down this dark road of distrust

Is the end in sight?

 

Deaths road so dark I must walk it

The pathway is ahead will I see enough to find it?

Is there light enough to guide me along the way

Are all the pieces ever going to fit?

 

Have I helped those souls I freed from this road

Have I actually freed them

Did I send them to the depths of eternity with out a guide?

I am so lost now with out him

 

Darkness bleak darkness all around now

Am I still awake can I still walk unaided by my hatred

Falling now the loss of crimson blood

Taking its toll on my soul without even a sound

 

Hitting the soft earth

Kneeling the field before me closing in on me

Darkness looming around me alone I am

Is this his will his decree

 

I am weeping

Knowing I will die utterly alone

The shame hangs heavily one my shoulders

I did what I must I am not sorry of it I am stone

 

Looking up into the sky

With my last breath screaming

Do your worst I am here now and forever

Falling a snowflake falls faster am I alive?

 

Dead now the end is here

The winds of time have passed judgment on this field

Blowing away now

Leaving the field and all the hearts of might alone in the night

 

 

MY NEXT ONE....

 

Standing upon the summit

Watching the sun plummet

Staring at the stars

Thinking how small we really are

Looking upon the field

Hearing the voices of thousands of dead people

Saying over and over tell my wife I love her

But hearing no answers to the pleas

Holding your sword

Staring at that blood stained blade

You see a glimmer of light

But it fades with the night

On this hellish field there will be no light

You see your enemy with no fear or fight

Looking down upon your sword which you feel no fight

You feel your enemy stab you with all his might

You fall down upon those blood stained grounds

without any prayers

You fall and blood spills everywhere

You lay there With nothing to say

With a single tear

You close your eyes without fear

Then you die no longer feeling the crave

You wish you could have lived just one more day.

 

NEXT...

 

SILLY LOVE POEM :D

 

You

 

This stranger you were

Not knowing where to begin

I spoke with you those fatal words

Which bound us to this end

 

The love we shared

Was like a moonless night

With thousands of stars blurred onto that black velvet sky

Shimmering ever so calmly with all their eternal might

 

We sat there side by side

Watching the ever smooth night

The meadow grass blowing in the sluggish wind

We glimpsed at this with only so much as a sight

 

Then we kissed

It felt like a thousand prickles all up my spine

Eternity it seemed was ever so kind

Then the kiss ended and I knew all would be fine.

 

NEXT... MY NEWEST ONE :D

 

One day

 

Droplets of sunshine pouring down from heaven

Cascading down trickling through the trees

Splashing onto your cool skin

Walking along the pathway to your heart

 

Walking with you now

How many ways can I tell her I love her

She is my center my rock my defining image

Nothing else seems to matter

 

THESE ARE OSME OF MY POEMS I NEED HELP LOL BIG HELP HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

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Hey Ryan, Post those in the Poetry forum [i cant actually for the life of me remember the room name..]

 

But on the other note, congrats on your acceptance, just remind me that we need to scheme a plan to get back at that lizard Wyvern!

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