Give me your words and i'll give you a poem

Did i miss anyone ?

Love,Life,Friend,pain

Life a funny game and love the game changer

No rules apply, theres fun and there is danger

But we all play along and die trying to win

A life of happiness, one without sin

I am sitting this one on the bench

I am done trying, from fate a miracle wrench

There's peace on the sidelines, come sit with me

Let the other fight the fight, and let us just be

If a friend you make, standing true and fast

Through lifes lanes on your side, a relationship to last

The game is half won, and smile to make it show

Laugh out loud, confuse and confound everyone on the go

There's pain in broken bones and hearts every new day

They will come and go, these are our debts to pay

Sooner or later everything will be alright

Every tunnel will end, there will always be light..

sympathy, help, pretend, stranger, fraud

There are no free lunches in life's long lanes..

Help comes at a price, often measured in pain..

Every stranger is a possible friend..

Some true, most fraud that from above are send..

Friendships of convenience are all that exist today..

Ties that bind are broken, when truth has its final say..

We all pretend and smile as if nothing is wrong..

A smile not reaching our eyes, with the rest going along..

Sympathy is a word without meaning today..

It doesnt really matter whatever you say..

Someones pain is seen only nothing else is in the way..

Noone wants to be the shoulder to cry on, not today..

Nihilism

Annihilation

Slumber

Hollow

Salvation

There is no salvation in the end..

No end to the road up around the bend..

All the promises are but words with no meaning..

Just to keep you going, to keep you breathing..

Nihilism is also an exercise pointlessly made..

Whatever you prove, in time will fade..

What was once right is now unacceptable to me..

Countries and borders do not make you free..

Hollow religions and prophets come and go..

The easy way out is to tag along for the show..

For eternal slumber is the final and only end..

Death is the only answer, however oblivious we pretend..

Annihilation seems an impossible task..

But even that belief is but a careful mask..

All that is now true, will come to pass..

Another chapter in history, for the gullible human mass..

sad

confuse

afraid

hopeless

Its been a while since i've taken up rhyme..

The words failed me then, but i'm back again..

Noones gonna get the better of me this time..

No sadness will stop me, and i fear no pain..

It confuses me at times, how easy it seems to be..

In putting words together, rhyming comes free..

At times the words do make it seem impossible to get through

But being hopeless is to me a fate that isnt yet my due

I am not afraid i wont rhyme..

But i fear not finishing in time..

Hope this break wasnt too long for you..

I needed my time and am back as good as new

Easy words...for a poet hope so..

Love,Life,Friend,pain......

dodi you are too good ...here is my five words..

sympathy, help, pretend, stranger, fraud

elf

tintinnabulation

mordant

google

there is an elf in my phone i say..

he tricks me all the time , every day..

my life is all about running to the phone..

the tintinnabulation that makes me moan..

it rings only when i am not near..

important calls or not i run in fear..

but every time i get within reaching distance..

its stops it ringing, vibrating dance..

the elf is a mordant pain in the wrong place..

he fears me and my troubles he doesnt face..

and just when i need the phone for a call..

the elf makes sure the phone has a fall..

i live in constant madness day and night..

of an elf that doesnt show up to fight..

even google cant answer this mordant question..

how do i kill the elf in my phone ?

dodi....

In the distance i hear that faint cry

Of pain, shattering that peaceful blue sky

Noone else seems to hear its plea

Somehow of that sound they are free

I am not special but i hear it often

The scream of a planet from blows that never soften

I hear its pain and its rage at us grow

I wish we could stop or maybe just go a little slow

In silence i pray for some help for all

But the gods as always never heed my call

The earth is bursting at the seams you see

Theres volcanos bursting and angry seas

Maybe it will get a sign out sooner or later

Try to warn us, to take a foot of that accelerator

As flights ground to a halt all around europe

Is that enough ? Open these mortal eyes i hope

This is my silent song to you all

Prepare and brace yourself for that great fall

There is no apocalypse pending us here

But if we change, we can live without fear

Alright.... be creative ... Im hoping for a meaningful poem.

I'll give you five words.

Nihilism

Annihilation

Slumber

Hollow

Salvation

dodi... wher r u????? is it vacation time???

dodi m still waitin :-W

Bravo! It's amazing! Thanks a lot! dodi2all...

Soft/hard, polite/rude, reasonable/unreasonable

They all say be reasonable..

Theres a lot going on under the table..

They all want me to close my eyes..

Keep quiet if i cant go with their vice..

Its amazing how hard it can get..

To keep up with the world and not to fret..

Between a rock and a hard place i am now..

Being soft and submissive, i dont know how..

I wonder how they would react..

If i stopped my perfect act..

Slapped the first rude guy i meet..

Stopped work and put up my feet..

I can be the hard hearted guy if i want..

Stop at nothing and openly say i cant..

Would they care about the unreasonable me..

Or would they fire me and let me be free ?

There are so many stories of the dead..

Oh haunted houses, wizards and how people bled..

Some names even are not mentioned out loud..

Like Voldermont, every Harry has a dark looming cloud..

My girlfriend of old had her pet scare..

A mouse so tiny, glimpses were rare..

But i hate that little ball of fur..

It has often kept me from her..

She would see it when it wasnt there..

and cling on me while i smelled her hair..

But one day the mouse made me mad..

It stole from me the kiss i never had..

We were so close our noses we touching..

When with a squeak, havoc it did fling..

She forgot the kiss and everything else..

The moment passed and never came thence..

I wonder what could kill that rat..

Hit it on the head with a brick bat..

But all the plans i hatched fell flat..

When she adopted the creature and called me fat..

Now i sit and wonder what went wrong..

How did the tune change to my song..

All eggs in one one basket crushed to the ground..

I ponder when love will visit me next time round..

I have a blog for the same thread.. Please send your requests to

demandyourpoem dot blogspot dot com

hmmm my words are....

sad

confuse

afraid

hopeless

dodi...you are really very talented & your poetry are awesome .....

alryt... here are a few words

elf

tintinnabulation

mordant

google ;-)

but i want 2 see poem with those... RS...

well they all rhyme and from wt i read in this post m sure this vl b a cake walk for this guy... come up wid somethng really tough... m thinkin hard ;-)

CAN U USE THESE...........

try,cry,fry & pray

man seriously.... wat do you do for a living?

my thread is now moving to the following link

http://demandyourpoem.blogspot.com

anybody and everybody , send your requests to me there

Its not that easy, but i just might get the software out there someday...

Would help a lot of romantic souls , wat say?

Dodi dude do u have some poem writing software?

"Ali Baba and 40 thieves" are now "Ali Baba and 30 thieves" ; 10 were laid off.

lonely, aware, happy, beautiful, romantic

Lonely at heart we all are..

Reasons for it i look for near and far..

Everything is but big glory dreams..

An excuse for making it feel better than it seems..

Aware as i am of this human plight..

All my ambitions crash from the fancy flight..

And i wander empty streets in my mind..

Answers to unknown questions trying to find..

Even love is but a beautiful facade..

An excuse to keep from being lonely and sad..

We burden ourselves with family ties..

To keep form letting out those long held cries..

Happy am i in simple things i find..

But on some nights, fate is not kind..

And tears well up but cant be shed..

For no true reason, as i lie in bed..

Romantic , optimist and go getter i was..

But all these adjectives have come to pass..

As i still look for reason and rhyme..

My life is slowly running out of time..

dodi2all you're a talented man! You have proved yourself already!

Now,my words are,

Soft/hard, polite/rude, reasonable/unreasonable,

words: Heart, In , My , Deep

There are no simple roads to love..

The exit wounds are easily found..

Fleeting like a turtle dove..

Memories are left behind to hound..

My heart bears scars of old..

Some stories hidden, some often told..

But somehow every new strike from cupid..

Leaves a new scar and me looking stupid..

Deep in my heart i still believe..

Of true love and its heavenly feel..

But every tale so far did deceive..

And now before no lady do i kneel..

try with these words..

1.egg

2.dead

3.loud

4.mouse

5.kiss

:D

thanks dodi...u r really talented..n its very nice poem that u wrote...:)

rose,beauty,friend,color, pink

This is a true story i type..

Of love, one that created hype..

The beauty in the story as always said..

I think of you just as a friend..

The funny part is he was a friend of mine..

And for days i had seen him pine..

Girls wanted gifts often and more..

And my pal paid for in cash galore..

When the roses died and the candles melted..

Her affection for him also wilted..

So he decided to get a final answer..

He was not a really good romancer..

In a thousand fragments of pink petals..

And with a ring of precious metals..

He stood on one knee and proposed..

And she in petty words disposed..

This tale is common i know..

Every one has wounds to show..

But he was new to love and all such..

And to him it mattered too much..

The tale became the talk of town..

The girl gained glory, the boy a frown..

Till he left the city for good..

To no girl, even look at he would

I came

I saw

I conquer

I rule

now write me something

Sunless, Sad, dead, lonely, Tree

The trees of my childhood are all dead..

So many felled for the greed of men fed..

The green from my window i saw is gone..

Now i feel a sad sunless dawn..

Where once majestic oaks stood in glory..

Now structures of concrete tell a different story..

Sooner than later not a leaf will be seen..

No autumn gold, no spring green..

Memories of an old rope swing hurts me so..

All that was good had to go..

i wonder when they will charge me cash..

To see the last tree, when the world will dash..

the word prostitution makes your request invalid

Words : respect, wars, money, love, service

There once were days when wars had true reason..

They were not ever without rhyme or reason..

Some like Troy for the love of a woman like no other..

Now for a reason they dont even bother...

The wars of today have no honor or meaning..

The service of soldiers are met without feeling..

The leaders do it for the money in the game..

And leave the world never ever the same..

Why dont we respect them anymore they ask..

Because they fake everything wearing a mask..

Men of honour who made real conquests are dead..

Now for no reason, no meaning they spill blood..

hey dude you are really talented!!

lonely, aware, happy, beautiful, romantic.. Can you do something with that...

excellent!

heart, my, in, deep

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I'm not afraid of heights, I'm afraid of falling. I'm not scared of the dark, I'm scared of what's in it. I'm not afraid of love, I'm afraid of not being loved back.

no doubt u r talented dodi2all..

lets try a poem on rose,beauty,friend,color pink

dodi2all, U have a talent .... I can't put an offer to it :)

Good Luck, Man.

calculator,height,wonderful,water

True fun can never be measured..

Its not understood when just heard..

You have to be there to know how it felt..

How it looked and how it smelt..

Its a wonderful life if u really try..

Do things without asking what or why..

The tallest mountain may seem to small..

When you have a friend answering your call..

It isnt the height , the depth or any measure actual..

It is not the absolute or the factual..

Life is not added up or subtracted away..

The calculator is not to sum up your day..

My friends it is more than the sum of the parts..

It is a meeting of heads and hearts..

Life is too short to plan every move..

Sometimes you have to dance to any groove

potatoes, chiken, bread, tomatoe, lettuce and soft drink

I was once an amateur chef..

What i mean is i can cook for self..

My eggs have become legendary fare..

On Saturdays when for breakfast we care..

Anybody can toast bread and make eggs you say..

But then you havent seen my special way..

Three guys eat a dozen eggs i make..

Then they have their tea with cake..

My chicken also is truly no less..

The spices i add a secret mess..

My potato salad has no real foe..

Even my canadian girlfriend has a go..

Whenever you are in doubt i learnt..

Garlic and ginger can do the trick..

Garlic pinches taste buds to a halt..

And ginger helps you reduce your salt..

The funny thing is somehow i just cant..

Make a drink that anyone can stand..

So soft drinks like pepsi have to do..

And for others theres leftover stew.. :D

maybe, hope, stupid, love, tired

Stupid , stupid , stupid am i..

desperate to have a good cry..

The emotions bottled up inside of me stay..

eating at me day by painful day..

Hope somehow dies a slow death in me..

That future i saw i now dont see..

Tired and defeated i wonder why i still look that way..

Dreaming of a face that silently went away..

Maybe someday i will get over it..

maybe someday i can without fidgeting sit..

Maybe love will find me and stay..

Maybe soon, soon some day

dodi, thanks ya buddy! i like it :)

=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+

* No challenge, no fun *

Sunless, Sad, dead, lonely, Tree

pick your words.. you gave me sentences..

solitude, wacky, tattoo, guitar, kisses

The rock and roll scene gets to all..

While some succeed, most fall..

Across the world they pop out from nowhere..

Telling the world how they dont care..

The fans go crazy at these guys..

Yuppy kids with jeans hanging off thighs..

A tattoo and a guitar is all you need..

That and a lyrics noone can read..

Its a wacky crazy life i hear..

Theres wine women and wealth to spare..

Those kisses that they throw in the air..

Make hearts flutter of many a maiden fair..

But all good things come to an end..

Most of them end up lonely around the bend..

In the solitude of their golden years they lie..

Often in pain wishing to just die..

I got the tattoo but no guitar..

I dont have a voice or the funky car..

Guess the rebel in me must be content..

That i can afford the next months rent..

respect, wars, money, love, service...

Tarsiers, Coconuts, Floods, Poverty, Prostitution, Filex

im remembering the movie "before sunset" .. nice poems :)

-=The desire to do what you shouldn'T is the very desire that defines Humanity=-

Thanks doddi,it's amazing,including all the poems.I wrote the words looking at my 3 yr old,but you really turned it around,You're gifed.Thanks again.

What i do for a living is really not important..

Unless you are offering me a job :D

hmmm let me try.

calculator,height,wonderful,water

***Your only limitation is your soul***

dodi2all,

thanks a lot

you do have a gift, when is your first publication?

Let's us know!

;)

potatoes, chiken, bread, tomatoe, lettuce and soft drink...I need my poem now :)

Words: Unattainable Love Blind Pain Awake Late

Its too late now i know..

I know i have to let her go..

But my stupid heart doesnt hear..

Madly in love it knows no fear..

She has left me in ashes and dust..

But forget her i cant though i must..

On lonely night, awake i stay..

Trying to make the pain go away..

The sighs of a wound somewhere deep..

Into every waking hour do creep..

Unattainable love stories are never told..

And they remain within till we grow old..

maybe, hope, stupid, love, tired

From which deep recesses of mind do U pull out such stuff ?

Heheheheeh

U r good, MAN

dodi try mine --> solitude, wacky, tattoo, guitar, kisses

=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+

* No challenge, no fun *

dodi2all ...... What do u do for a living ?

:)

leafless trees in Winter. Take your time

Excellent dodi, you are a gem!

dodi2all,

that's quite cool!

Try this set:

Unattainable

Love

Blind

Pain

Awake

Late

Words : Garlic, donkey, sickle , pancake

The sickle swishes in the corn field..

Powerful strokes the men do weild..

But as always the questions remain..

In the end who stands to gain..

The rich and powerful have their share..

The middle man really doesnt care..

The bottom of the pyramid does its due..

But reward as always is far too few..

There are people crying for donkeys around..

For punishment true, just , fair and sound..

But the pancake eating bunch they are..

Maybe the real world is from sight too far..

I bite into sandwich every day at eight..

Pondering the wicked twists of fate..

When the ginger garlic sauce that tastes so good..

Will be affordable to the ones go without food..

Where is my poem?

I repeat...

garlic, donkey, sickle, pancake.

giggles,laugh,twinkle,bounce,joy..

Wanting something is human nature..

I keep wondering what i really want..

I have a blank canvas for a future..

But paint it in colors i just cant..

I try and figure where its heading..

What is the climax to my true story..

With a bounce will i into the sunset be walking..

Or is there for something i need to worry..

Will my eyes still forever twinkle..

Will i laugh like i do down the line..

Or will it all end as i get a wrinkle

Will i pine for a sip of wine..

Will i be the old man who gives giggles to lil girls

Or will my temper find a shorter leash

I hope wherever me life in the hurls..

I get my daily share of fish :D

Sunless, Sad, dead, lonely, Tree

That sad feeling has hit me again..

Again my heart wrenches in pain..

I try hard to keep all of it hidden..

But the cracks to my mask ever widen..

Its impossible to kill true love fully..

But being a casualty of cupid is actual folly..

Life as i knew it is forever dead..

But that just doesn't get into my head..

The darkness beckons with shady fingers..

The sunless streets only intensify my hungers..

To see that face, to hear that voice..

to die in love, whatever her weapon of choice..

I still get that lonely feeling..

When under memories of you i am reeling..

I still sit under that tree with leaves of autumn gold..

Where we made promises of being together till we were old..

jog, health, discipline, savings, progress

Funny things take my fancy every now and then..

Each idea a try to get out of my cozy den..

I guess the old trials by dad surface..

When each time with progress i try to keep pace..

The first of the lot as common was health..

A consciousness of which i had no real depth..

I tried the morning jog hoping some chicks would show..

But two days into it, my sleep said i just cant go..

Then i tried saving my well earned money..

But somehow wine tasted sweeter than honey..

I was penniless faster than usual..

And the last few days were cruel..

The rest my friends are all common yore..

There nothing that i havent tried before..

Finally i am at peace with myself..

Discipline and hard work gather dust on a shelf..

where's my poem repeat,giggles,laugh.twinkle,bounce,joy

dodi you rock

this is not a mock

Damn!

Sleep has passes, it's time for wakin

I go to the bathroom and finish wiping

Got to go to work, for i am teachning

Can't stand here wasting time and talking

Your preferences, brit, are revealed by your answer.

Wakin, wiping, teaching, talking, brit.

wiping, money, love, spend

Am I correct ?

Waking in the morning to the feeling of your fingers on my skin

Wiping out the traces of the people and the places that I’ve been

Teaching me that yesterday was something that i never thought of trying

Talking about tomorrow and the money love and time we'd have to spend

Which are the four words?

4 words

garlic, donkey, sickle, pancake.

WOW, dodi you are gifted!

thanks, loved it!! for a while we were afraid you wouldn't pop back in here :))

http://littlegirlmaui.blogspot.com/

words : italian, crazy, caress, Psychokinesis

A crazy wannabe i once was

Seeing and wanting things that pass

This is a list of things i wished

For which my heart and soul bled

First i wanted to be popeye

A fighter with spinach in his pie

Then i took the football dream

Wanted to be captain of the winning team

I also wanted my fast cars and bikes

Speed racer with his uniform and hair in spikes

Then i saw godfather and thats what it was

A mobster, a gangster with a face that suits a canvas

Psychokinesis had my attention too

and i lost sleep more than was due

I landed up in hospital as somehow i do

And then to be a doctor my mind flew

Thats what i wanted to be for a while

Then doctors ran out of style

My friends have run out of steam

And looks like i'll take it without the cream

Words: round, circle, triangle, rectangle

Love triangles i always fall in

Each lady i like is already taken

My eyes see what has already been seen

My dream girls all end up has been

I go round and round every single time

Vicious circle after vicious circle

I wonder when my tangent will break

When i can eat as well as have my cake

The funny thing is i wonder if i can take it

Trying to woo one without another angle

I wonder if i do it for the fight

Maybe thats what diminishes my sight

But of triangles and circles u have all heard

Remind me and i'll tell you of a rectangle old

But that can wait until next time

I am suddenly running out of rhyme

giggles,laugh,twinkle,bounce,joy

words : sweet, sour, salty, spicy

She was the daughter of the spice seller old

The shop where every possible spice was sold

The man was wrinkled like an old grape dry

But to see her i always stopped by

I took his wise tales, some sweet some not

But nothing i heard when a sight of her i got

She shone in the darkened house of old

The spicy queen of her kingdom, all hues of gold

The old man was bitter with age

His tales sour, often full of rage

The lady kept me visiting him again

Despite his salty tears and pain

Fool i was to not listen straight

For i never heard his final prayer coming out late

She was married before i could know

And thats when i stopped going to his show

read the rules : No names

Qatar is also a name

Al fayad is a name

Words: me, beauty, you, beast

Across the ballroom i caught her face

Her beauty left me a smiling daze

Words failed me as they seldom do

But words could never give her beauty its due

My life since then was a search for her

Like some womans craving for fur

I took to the streets on my trusted bike

My search just lacked a speaker with a mike

Then i saw her in a cafe of fame

Her effect on me just the same

I dropped to my knees and proposed

"I adore you " i said and a smile i forced

The beast that punched me stood 6 feet tall

And i remember her face before the fall

When i woke up she was gone

And my poor heart wept alone

Thank's dodi

words : faith, hope, charity & humility

Blind faith keeps me moving on and on

Like anything human i wake at dawn

With dreams of a better and brighter place

The unending, never stopping, eternal rat race

I have no humility in showing my gains

I have been places and had may pains

But listen all ye people it is all a sham

all that gold and glitter loses its glam

They say charity shows your true soul around

I say its a stupid saying going round

I am an arrogant prick that most hate

But then i am the ruler of my own fate

I hope and dream as always i have been

Of a better tomorrow, till yet unseen

I will get there someday soon

Where the scotch is old and the women swoon.. :D

Words: cure - cabinet - war - sunflower - aim

I drink my sorrow in tonight

I drink so i lose my sight

An arrow through the heart you shot

And since then its a cure i sought

The war raging in me is fierce and long

But i go along singing a song

A mask i put on like all around

I aim to fit in without a sound

A square peg in a round hole i feel i am

An elephant in a cabinet, but i dont give a damn

I have to keep that plastered smile on my face

And keep my crazy hidden never give it space

Someday i will get my free pass

I'll fly, i'll run and i'll finally dance

Wallpapered sunflower will turn bright and true

Someday i'll get what is rightfully my due

Tree

jog, health, discipline, savings

progress

very clever game, congrats indeed for the idea.

Try these:

italian

crazy

caress

Psychokinesis

very nice indeed,but i think u missed out to include the word 'black'....but it's alright! :-) bravo!and thank you! :-)

Going to church no more makes you a Christian than standing in a garage makes you a car. ~ Garrison Keillor

Words : Black Road eyes candy horizon

Destiny guides me on a course unseen

A road untreaded, where noone has been

The stars keep in perpetual motion

The eyes keep scanning the horizon

Any hope for an exit seems futile

The future bleak, the night always vile

But i keep going anyway i can

Every second step i stop and scan

For the sight of anything, anything at all

I find candy on the street, someones prize had its fall

I step over and keep on going

To what end theres no knowing

dodi still there?????

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sandee he's not a beast, he's an angel;)

lol ofcourse hotcake.. Ok I will check with the beast ;)

sandee let dodi do the poem,

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i told u for the eyes of no. 3 only

Source:

- A study Conducted by FriedUnicorn - Vol I (September,1999)

round, circle, triangle, rectangle

take ur time dodi..

Hotcake

You are a beauty

Loving me is your duty

Come let's have a feast

Else I will feed you to the beast!!!

sweet, sour, salty, spicy

LOL....at this rate,in no time dodi2all will be wishing he'd never posted this thread :-P

Going to church no more makes you a Christian than standing in a garage makes you a car. ~ Garrison Keillor

me, beauty, you, beast

Source:

- A study Conducted by FriedUnicorn - Vol I (September,1999)

faith, hope, charity & humility

FU he said 4 -5 words, ya!

ok dodi, let me have my poem:

cure - cabinet - war - sunflower - aim

am waiting..... :)

black,horizon,candy,road,eyes

Going to church no more makes you a Christian than standing in a garage makes you a car. ~ Garrison Keillor

Source:

- A study Conducted by FriedUnicorn - Vol I (September,1999)