Let's improve your English by 'wicked' poems!

Oop! Let's count again BritneyBritney. Normally we've got 10 fingers ( of course including 2 pinkies), and 10 toes( including 2 little toes and 2 big toes), not 2 toes n' 10 feet as you said, rite? But I think the litte boy in that poem is different to us, he's got 14 toes, it means 6 for each foot right?
A fish can be a
fish or food never the two
its options are few.

Được Shtp sửa chữa / chuyển vào 22:54 ngày 13/04/2003

Sleep and Waking
In sleep I am not, I am gone
I am given up.
And nothing in the world is lovelier than sleep,
dark, dreamless sleep, in deep oblivion!
Nothing in life is quite so good as this.
Yet there is waking from the soundest sleep,
waking, and waking new.
Did you sleep well?
Ah yes, the sleep of God !
The world is created afresh.
I want to be in another place.
I hate when you say you don't understand.
(You'll see it's not meant to be)
I want to be in the energy, not with the enemy.
A place for my head.

I Love You Not
by Bruce Lansky
I love you I love you,
I love you so well,
if I had a skunk
I would give you a smell.
If I were a dog
I would give you a bite.
If I were a witch
I would give you a fright.
If I were a bathtub
I'd give you a splash.
If I were a fungus
I'd give you a rash.
I love you so much
that I won't tell a lie,
I promise we'll marry
the day that I die.
I want to be in another place.
I hate when you say you don't understand.
(You'll see it's not meant to be)
I want to be in the energy, not with the enemy.
A place for my head.

Hey Shtp , You're in London too ? Where 'bout in London ?
BABY MAYBE SOMEDAY...

.............Swan and shadow


.........................Dusk
.................... Above the
...............water hang the
...............................loud
.............................flies
...........................Here
.........................O so
.......................grey
.....................then
...................What................................A pale signal will appear
.................When.....................Soon before its shadow fades
...............Where................Here in this pool of opened eye
................In us.............No Upon us As at the very edges
.................of where we take shape in the dark air
...................this object bares its image awakening
.....................ripples of recongnition that will
.......................brush darkness up into light
even after this bird this hour both drift by atop the perfect and instant now
.......................already passing out of sight
.....................toward yet-untroubled reflection
...................this image bears its object dakening
.................into memorial shades Scatterred bits of
................light..............No of water Or something across
...............water................Breaking up No Being regathered
................soon.......................Yet by then a swan will have
..................gone...............................Yes out of mind into what
....................vast
........................pale
..........................hush
............................of a
..............................place
................................past
...............sudden dark as
......................if a swan
..........................sang
Now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened

Được Shtp sửa chữa / chuyển vào 23:11 ngày 15/04/2003

Đẹp quá vậy, Shtp !
Companions
Faith follows me
home under the porch light
gold melting into the silver of the moon.
I am finger numb and heart hot
blood pounding sideways across my eyes.
I follow faith
into the bathroom and there is
steam on the mirror, words
dripping across my reflection,
the smell of water suspended in the air.
Faith follows me
under the covers, familiar breath
in easy rhythms on the back of my neck,
a hand heavy with sleep that grabs
my wrist and does not let go.
I follow faith
into morning. I stretch out long touching
the cold corners, unwrap my mind
from my dreams. Sunlight bright on glass
windows edged by frost.
Each day is new and familiar,
cinnamon and coffee, a spice unrecognized
The nights are cold and shadowed, warm and bathed
in celestial light. Faith follows me and I follow faith.
Sometimes we are walking side by side.

no ordinary morning
If there was nothing that I could say
turned your back and you just walked away
leaves me numb inside I think of you
together is all I ever knew
We moved too fast but I had no sign
I would try to turn the hands of time
I looked to you for a reason why
the love we had passed me by
And as the sun would set you would rise
fall from the sky into paradise
is there no light in your heart for me
youâ?Tve closed your eyes you donâ?Tt longer see
There were no lies between me and you
you said nothing of what you knew
but there was still something in your eyes
left me helpless and paralysed
You could give a million reasons
change the world and change the tides
could not give me the secrets
of your heart and of your mind
in the darkness that surrounds me
now there is no peace of mind
your careless words undo me
leave the thought of us behind
booYakasha

hmmz dont worry, tomorrow morning it would be extraordinary
- kat -
"...never let a kiss fool you or a fool kiss you"

If One Day...

If one day you feel like crying...
Call me.
I don't promise that I will make you laugh,
But I can cry with you.

If one day you want to run away--
Don't be afraid to call me.
I don't promise to ask you to stop...
But I can run with you.

If one day you don't want to listen
to anyone...
Call me.
I promise to be there for you.
And I promise to be very quiet.

But if one day you call...
And there is no answer...
Come fast to see me.
Perhaps I need you.
( collected)
- kat -
"...never let a kiss fool you or a fool kiss you"

Kat, what's your number then?