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  1. Regeneration
    December 16th, 2010 02:02 AM
    Regeneration
    There are four entries, so I think it isn't a bad idea to proceed with judging.
  2. Regeneration
    December 15th, 2010 02:55 AM
    Regeneration
    I think this is getting too late. :\
  3. Regeneration
    December 10th, 2010 01:35 AM
    Regeneration
    But yeah, you should have at least made a post stating that..
  4. Regeneration
    December 9th, 2010 02:47 AM
    Regeneration
    Don't you think it's time to begin judging? =(
  5. ShadowYashi
    December 5th, 2010 11:13 AM
    ShadowYashi
    That's great.
    Yeah, I'm in the process of job hunting.
    I guess I like Poetry, I mean, I'm not good with finding hidden meanings and such, but if its a nice poem, I don't mind it XD
  6. ShadowYashi
    December 3rd, 2010 08:59 PM
    ShadowYashi
    Ditto
    Yeah. Good times >w<
    Things are going good, what about you?
  7. mervyn797
    December 3rd, 2010 02:13 AM
    mervyn797
    I would like to resign as a judge for PoTW.
    Thank you.
  8. ShadowYashi
    November 29th, 2010 05:13 PM
    ShadowYashi
    Yo :D
    How are ya?
  9. Usul
    November 27th, 2010 04:28 PM
    Usul
    What do you think about this Poem? It's called "Death Decay and Windy days", From some author of YouTube.
    As of the name, If I am correct it was, "Cody Weber".
    In my oponion it's pretty impressive. What do you think?

    Spoiler:
    Satisfaction saturated with a semi-smile, mostly frown
    Falling fast, the fascists ask,
    "Will you help us tear this planet down?
    Repopulate the populous, the pretty and the petty dream
    The eyes of whöres and dying men cant see what I have seen

    We resonate with radiance, With gas masks on, well sing
    Death, decay and windy days
    These are a few of my favorite things

    I hear the sound of bovine priests scream across the radio
    He sings of Jesus Christ and bombs and how were all too dumb to know
    Of impending doom and butterflies
    And fast-food chains
    And story time

    Of starry flags for patriots
    And church for all the hypocrites

    That wash their sins and beat their wives
    And work in factories despising

    What they became
    And whos to blame
    When the same is sane
    And the change has came
    And passed you by

    Like a summer day
    Or a sleep-filled night

    Or a funeral or a lullaby
    For babies born without their eyes
    For wrinkled men covered in flies
    And teenage kids who hate their lives

    You see

    When columbine was happening
    Our government was smiling
    With news that faked sincerity
    But shined on us some clarity

    With bodies strewn upon libraries
    and crowded, robot monasteries
    The king and queen of fuçked up things
    A womb of thumbs opposed to everything
    And there was no help
    So no help was gave
    When Jesus Christ
    Just couldnt save
    A single fuçking soul, he left
    The entire human race bereft
    And swimming in a sea of grass
    But drowning when it grew too fast
    The soil became a flood of ink
    And you cannot kill what does not think

    So think not, and think well
    The revolution is of ourselves

    The contribution is a wishing well
    Monetary dreams of wealth

    .This is hell, and Im sure of it

    Well fight and fuçk our way back now, the children march forever
    Rung-by-rung around the lids of eyes now sewn together
    The cities went from black to bright, when gasoline did burn for days
    The scent of flesh and falling rain
    And a televised death parade

    We are the few but we are the dead
    Watching it run from hospital beds
    We are the clergy and we fuçk our kids
    Thats not how it should be
    Its just how it is

    I see with old eyes and I fuçk like a corpse
    Divide the classes, the rich from the poor
    And the good from the bad and the right from the wrong
    The builders from brick and singers from song

    Because it never really mattered and it never really could
    You can count the times you should have done
    What you know you never would

    And by the time you lose your body parts
    Your confidence and once-had heart
    When you lose the time between your ears
    And realize then that it all is clear

    By the time the day has sprouted trees
    And youre left with just your memories
    And the rust of youth and loss and shame
    When you forget how you remember things

    And you forget how she tasted when
    Shed turn around and force you in
    When sex is lost and nothings heard
    Tornadic winds and mockingbirds

    And if that mockingbird wont sing
    Then well have to settle for lesser things

    For things not worth settling for
    But that doesnt matter anymore

    The pretty and the petty dream
    But they will never see what I have seen.
  10. Spherical Ice
    November 23rd, 2010 01:02 PM
    Spherical Ice
    For your signature, I believe the last line should be replaced with "And beauty, it will show" as it flows better. Pretty nice poem though~
  11. mervyn797
    November 18th, 2010 01:40 AM
    mervyn797
    All members of the staff can do that.. I asked Forever to do so..
  12. mervyn797
    November 16th, 2010 09:40 PM
    mervyn797
    I hope that she wouldn't be angry that we handed over the emblems ourselves..
  13. Strikit
    November 16th, 2010 07:42 PM
    Strikit
    Sweet. I'm just doing the usual. Sounds like you've got plenty on your hands.
  14. Strikit
    November 16th, 2010 02:58 PM
    Strikit
    Really good. You?
  15. mervyn797
    November 16th, 2010 02:03 AM
    mervyn797
    I've asked Forever to hand over the PoTW emblem.

About Me

  • About TJgamer
    Biography
    I'm a very imaginative person. My minor case of autism contributes to that.
    From what my parents say, I never spoke when I was very little, but now, I can talk quite a lot. In fact, sometimes my siblings find it annoying when my voice gets too loud.
    Ever since I was little, I loved to play games. When our family had a performa, Macintosh computer, I would very frequently put in a CD and play the games on it.
    It wasn't until a couple years ago when I found interest in game making. The games I would prefer to make in the future would be adventure, logic, and platformer games. I really have no interest in games that include violence, blood, gore, or profanities.
    I also do astronomy as a minor hobby. I have an amateur telescope and I occasional like to see through it. Both at the sky and at faraway locations upon the horizon.

    Also about two years back, I started gaining interest in Pokémon. And boy is it wonderful!
    I eventually found this site (I don't remember how) and I wanted to be a part of it. And it's great!
    I currently spend a lot of my time in the Poetry section here.

    I also met a really great girl here. MeerFall.
    She's my Valentine and best friend!
    Interests
    Game Developing, Game Playing, Writing, Animation, Astronomy, etc.
    Gender
    Male ♂
    Nature
    Jolly
    Favorite Pokémon
    Lucario, Gengar, Haunter, Gallade, Squirtle, Banette, Mismagius, Treecko, Meganium, Froslass, Bayleef, Dragonite, Lapras, Riolu, Lanturn.
    Olympics Region
    Kalos
  • Claims
    Pokémon
    Banette, Gengar, Lapras, Lucario, Squirtle, and Treecko
  • Signature
    Poetry can be sacred,
    It has power that I know,
    Learn to like it,
    and its beauty will really show.


    I believe in Jesus Christ. If you do too, and aren't scared to admit it, then put this in your signature.

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  • Join Date: July 23rd, 2009
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2010
This member helped us celebrate the start of a new decade.
Awarded: January 6th, 2010 11:02 AM
Poem of the Week
Though not a haiku
this person wrote the best
poem of the week
Awarded: February 20th, 2010 02:03 PM
Braaains!
Did the Ye' Olde Classic Haunt take away all your energy? You probably should watch some mindless television to relax--oh wait...
Awarded: November 8th, 2010 01:55 AM
Member of the Year All-stars
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Awarded: January 8th, 2012 08:16 PM

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