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Array ( [sid] => 125757 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => When the time comes [time] => 2006-09-14 20:45:22 [hometext] => Hello! This is the first time I write here.. [bodytext] => The world is ending
Yet they can’t
Stop pretending
They see everything
Falling apart
The Bells are ringing
Hell doors are open
Heaven doors never close
Birds lost their wings
Animals are dying
Trees are burning
Nothing remains
Yet they think
That in the end
They will be
The ones left standing
The angels are screaming
“Save your self”
But she’s still lying
He’s still cheating
And they are still stealing
Pretending that they
Can’t see what’s happening
The angels are crying
The devils are dancing
And singing
“Welcome to the humans
Downfall”
They listened to the song
But can’t listen to the cries
Then Lucifer spoke
“Time for you to cry
The blood you’ve been spilling”
Then there was silence
The sky fell down
Curtain falls
And so does Adam’s sons
[comments] => 2 [counter] => 153 [topic] => 43 [informant] => True_Believer [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )

When the time comes

Contributed by True_Believer on Thursday, 14th September 2006 @ 08:45:22 PM in AEST
Topic: oops

The world is ending
Yet they can’t
Stop pretending
They see everything
Falling apart
The Bells are ringing
Hell doors are open
Heaven doors never close
Birds lost their wings
Animals are dying
Trees are burning
Nothing remains
Yet they think
That in the end
They will be
The ones left standing
The angels are screaming
“Save your self”
But she’s still lying
He’s still cheating
And they are still stealing
Pretending that they
Can’t see what’s happening
The angels are crying
The devils are dancing
And singing
“Welcome to the humans
Downfall”
They listened to the song
But can’t listen to the cries
Then Lucifer spoke
“Time for you to cry
The blood you’ve been spilling”
Then there was silence
The sky fell down
Curtain falls
And so does Adam’s sons

Copyright Â© True_Believer ... [ 2006-09-14 20:45:22]
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Re: When the time comes (User Rating: 1 )
by pureheart07 on Friday, 15th September 2006 @ 10:56:26 AM AEST
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You so burtiual!! This poem so so how can i say it in the right way. It's awome. okay this willrock alot peoples minds. Thats what I thinks is good poetry. That awakens peoples minds & makes them think hey massage me pureheart07

Re: When the time comes (User Rating: 1 )
by Fionndruinne on Friday, 15th September 2006 @ 05:50:44 PM AEST
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This is quite well-expressed, and quite on-the-money as well. Though perhaps that expression hardly fits, being so materialistic. Still.

This piece could benefit just a little from more puntuation. On the whole it flows quite well, but a few well-placed periods and commas have the effect of sharpening the whole thing, as they leave us free from the need to direct the flow of words ourselves.

There are a few places where wording could be improved, such as changing "does" to "do" in the last line, but I'm sure that more skill in such areas will be forthcoming. Always remember: read poetry. A hundred good lines read go into every good line we write.

Keep it up.

Andrew

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