Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Handmade Book [Poem]

The Killer
by Mark Spencer

I'm tracking a killer
With notches on his gun.
And if I ever find him
His killing days are done.

His MO's been the same
Since all of this began.
And the closer I get,
the more I know the man.

He's been one step ahead
And I've stayed on his heels.
Each time he takes a life,
There's more that he reveals.

Now I've nearly got him,
His days are getting short.
His next plan of attack,
Will be the plan I thwart.

I've got him in my sights,
He's on the prowl again.
He found his next victim,
The hunt will soon begin.

But I arrived too late;
Another victim dead.
Though the wolf is cornered,
In the darkness ahead.

He steps from the shadows,
I'm shocked by what I see,
a grim revelation,
For the killer...is me.

End.

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Nothing Like A Murder Poem That Rhymes
by Misty

From all the pain you put me through,
I just don't know what to do.
All I can do is sit here and cry
And simply wait to die.

Then I stop and wonder why
Why should I die if you're the one who made me cry?
So now I know what to do
I will just have to kill you.

I am going to choke you
Until you turn blue.
Or will you turn red?
I'll just choke you till you're dead

Ill cut you open and look inside.
Your heart is cold just like mine.
Blood, blood all around
On your sheets and on the ground

You should have been sorry for what you said,
But its too late now that you're alone, cold and dead.
I don't care about what I have done.
You deserve it and killing you was fun

Don't make me mad, sad or cry,
Unless you are fully prepared to die.
So now you've been warned, now you've been told.
Just don't f * c k with me you stupid a s s h * l e.

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No Love for the Nice Guy
by The Forgotten Poet of Today

People say Im such a nice guy,
but I always get hurt, I wish I knew why...
I give my whole heart, and I try my best,
but in the end, I have nothing left to supply.

people say any girl would be lucky to have me,
but my heart is always broken see,
they say Im an amazing person with so much,
Ive just about had enough, this is my plea.

This is for all the guys who have
Been left waiting for the call
Just to make her laugh and smile
When she gets home from a date so awful.

This is for all the guys
Who have heard girls say?
This is the nicest anyone has ever been
You would make a great boyfriend

This is for all the guys
Who have loved a girl in secret?
Just to support her when
She needs to cry at 3am

But for me.

I could wait for the world to end
and search every land and sea
not anywhere on this earth
is there a girl who could love me

So lonely, hiding in the dark,
waiting to be played again in the end.
No girl could ever want,
for us to be more than friends.

Ive been told that I was the nicest
Guy that these girls have ever met.
Im the one guy who these girls
Turn to when there in a fret

I get praised for being different
Ive heard I would be perfect
Im like the shoulder to cry on
Im here just to protect

I wish to be more than the shoulder to cry on.
Is this what it means when people say nice guys finish last?
Is this the drawback to being the nice guy?
Do I not get credit for my nice actions even as time has passed?

Love.

People often say it to me,
just as a figure of speech.
But when I really need them,
there's no-one I can reach.

Im done with love...I give up
I can try my hardest, and still wont be good enough...
girls say guys are jerks,
well let me tell you...thats the only way it works

If I were to die and go to heaven
Love would still not exist.
No matter how sweet I could ever be,
all girls have learned to resist

I guess Im just not enough for anyone,
all I want to do is hide and run,
I try to be sweet, and sweep them off their feet,
then they hurt me, and leave me to weep

All I wish for
is someone to care
for someone to love me back
so my feelings I could finally share

So alone I sit, day by day,
wishing love could be real to me.
But nothing but alone,
will I ever be.

This is for all the guys who feel the need to be
The nice guy since it gives you joy
To make her happy no matter what
this was just something for you girls to think about.