Edgar Allan Poe

I wish I could write as mysterious as a cat.

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Laura Vandervoort

I enjoy writing freestyle…no boundaries…just letting the words come out naturally onto the page. When I write I mostly seem to write darker and more mysterious tales, very mythical.

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I Write And Write And Write And Write

I WRITE AND WRITE AND WRITE AND WRITE

I write and write and write and write
I write and write and write and write
I write.
And all this writing and all these words and all I am
Forever unheard.

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What I want to write

What I want to write
I could not write.

I could not write
Tiger tiger cat cat
And the difference they behaved.
I could not write
The sky and its fall
On our forehead.

What I want to write
I could not write.

I write how I loved
How flower blosom
How fruit ripe
How stream flow.

I could not know
How I write
And I write
What I want to write
I could not write.

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Why Do I Write

I write from my sadness
I write from the madness
I write because I have something to say
I write to pass the day
I write only from the heart
I write for sometimes I am not that smart
Whatever is in head just comes out on paper (in this case a word document) , and I go with the flow
Write to let my mind go

I follow my hand to where ever it takes me
I write all the things that I can see
I write when I am happy, but not as much
I write from my heart that you can touch
I write because I’d go insane
I am driven to write quell my pain

At times I feel alone so I write what I am feeling
I write for it is self-healing
Confident not so I write it all away
I write and write to pass the day
I write to comfort my soul that cries out in the night
I write for love is always out of sight
I write so I don't have to cry any more
I write for I have no one to adore
I write so someone somewhere will hear my plea
I write for someone is out there for me
I am lost and I the clown
I write to turn my frown upside down

I write to embrace the sadness I hide inside
I write with my heart opened wide
I write to silence the ghost
I write for I’ve been let down by the one I loved the most
I write through the stormy weather
I write for I am light as a feather
I am not a writer nor am I a poet
I write for the grief I do know it

I will write until I draw my last breath
I write because I'll die a lonely death
I have to write for strangers delight
I write because I have to write
I write for my own happiness
I write to relieve my stress
I write because I have no other choice
I write as if I was writing a letter
I write because I can’t do any better
I write because I am afraid not to
I write for this is what I do
I write for I give a damn
I write just because I am

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Write Me

Aerosmith
Write Me
Well I've been away forever, suicide's crossin' my mind,
But I'll never never never never never get so far behind.
I said, the ways of the night are evil with eyes that love the day,
but I'll never never never never never get so far away.
I said write me, write me, write me.
I said write me, write me, write me.
Well there's nothin' I can see that'd ever make
me want to be without her she's good, she's good to me.
Said there's no way to explain the kind of feeling
that you get out in the rain she's good, she's good to me.
See this emptiness inside it makes me scream
it make me crawl out of my high, she's good, she's good to me.
I love her.
Write me a letter, write me a letter, write it today, I'm goin' away.
Well I've been away forever, suicide's crossin' my mind,
But I'll never never never never never get so far behind.
Well I've been so many places hidin' from the wind and the rain,
But you could write me a letter for to save me from a goin' insane.
I said write me, write, write, write me.
Write me, write, write, write me.
Write me, write, write, write.
I said write me, write, write, write me.
Write me, write, write, write me.
Don't write me baby.

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Write

Write, keep writing lot
Write, write before you forget
Write, make it as reminder
Write, write before words disappear
Write, for you to contemplate
Write, write before your mind changed

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Why I Write?

I write poems for myself and I write for the readers
I write for the masses and I write for the leaders
I write to imprint my thoughts in people's mind
I write to make the bad guys helpful and kind
I write to light up our path to Great God
I write for everyone home and abroad
I write to preserve values new and old
I write to make my ink precious like gold
I write for peace and I write for progress
I write to make the world a better place
All major issues I want to address
I write to see smile on God's face

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I think I write about things that are mysterious to me.

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Mysterious

Key:-a - anita r - ray
A: no way of controlling my body; mysterious
You touch me that way, my souls of above
When we say goodbye
Theres now turning back for love
R: now I think its time to make the floor burn!
A: no way of controlling my body; mysterious
You touch me that way, my souls of above
When we say goodbye
Theres now turning back for love
R: cant you see now what I am saying
The beat is rough and I aint playing
Mysterious things we like to know
Secret things that you never showed
A vision of something youre driving for
You gave me the key and I opened the door
Theres something between us, you and me
cause your love is like a unsolved mystery
A: a mystery is what you are to me
R: you keep me guessing, I feel like stressing
All the time yeah you blow my mind
I dont know what I am searching for
Everytime youre around, youre asking for more
Im interested to know what you are all about
Youre the only on without a doubt
Youve got me acting so delirious
Everything about you girl; mysterious
R: something you want to figure out but you dont know how? mysterious
R: you move mysterious
You look mysterious
You are mysterious
So mysterious
A: no way of controlling my body; mysterious
You touch me that way, my souls of above
When we say goodbye
Theres now turning back for
No way of controlling my body; mysterious
You touch me that way, my souls of above
When we say goodbye
Theres now turning back for
R: love

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Three Words

Today I wanted to write you a note
But I didn't know what to say
There's just so much to tell you
That I couldn't tell in a single day

When you asked me if I was okay
And I replied yes
I was just thinking thinking about
How I was going to write you this

Of course it's nothing bad
But something in my mind keeps occuring
And keeps thinking about the wording
Of three very special words.

Now that I've said them
I wonder if there is more to do
To show you
That I love you

I promise I'll find a way
To show you one day
But as for now
I'll think of it somehow.

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This Is Just Stupid!

Whenever I feel sober
And Try to write
something serious

Comments on my work
range from
‘stupid ‘to ‘silly’

So I’m gonna try
to write Somethin’
‘stupid and silly’

And perhaps the comments
Will say “Whoooa, dude
That’s way deep and mysterious! ”

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Bertolt Brecht

Questions

Write me what you're wearing! Is it warm?
Write me how you lie! Do you lie there softly?
Write me how you look! Is it still the same?
Write me what you're missing! Is it my arm?

Write me how you are! Have you been spared?
Write me what they're doing! Do you have enough courage?
Write me what you're doing! Is it good?
Write me, who are you thinking of? Is it me?

Freely, I've given you only my questions.
And I hear the answers, how they fall.
When you're tired, I can't carry it for you.

If you're hungry, I have nothing for you to eat.
And so now I leave the world
No longer there, as if I've forgotten you.

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A Song About You

If I could write a song
I’d write a song about you

I would write about how
You’re all I can every think about
How you flood my dreams each night
How thinking of you takes my breath away
When I look up to the satellites

If I could write a song
I’d write a song about you

I would write about how
The long lost butterflies returned
How I hope my number you’ll dial
And how your memory smothers me with smiles

If I could write a song
I’d write a song about you

I would write about how
You were the only one
Who had enough of me to break my heart
And when love took over my heart
You tore it all apart.

If I could write a song
I’d write a song about you

I would write about how
I gave you my heart
Caught up in the thought
That we were off to a great start
But how you threw a damn dart
Right into the center of my heart

If I could write a song
I’d write a song about you
About how you crushed my heart
Not bothering to look back.

If I could write a song
I’d write a song about you

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It Is Funny

It is funny, she is thinking
That what I write is all
About her, so

When I write about
A pig, she claims she is insulted
She is being the one
Alluded to as the pig
Or If I write about
A bat hanging
On a cave rock
With a reversed upside
Point-of-view, she complains
She is not that,
Whatever,

But it is so tragic
She feels pain and she accuses
Me as the reckless
Man inflicting all these on
Her body, her mind,

We did not meet
Even for once, I do not
Know her, she does not even
Have a name, and a permanent
Place, I have not even seen
Her face her shadow,
And she cries I caused
Her pain…

We are strangers,
Complete strangers

That Is unfair! She needs
The doctor who healed me,

This paranoia maims.

Is she another kind of
Sort mysterious talked
About by the old wise man
In my village, in my old hometown?

break me, i am frozen

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I think part of the appeal of mathematical logic is that the formulas look mysterious - You write backward Es!

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Write Me A Letter

Write me a letter
Write me a letter
Write it today
Im goin away (yes it has)
Write me a letter
Write me a letter
Write it today
Im goin away (yes it is)
Well Ive been away forever
Suicides crossin my mind
Well Ill never, never get so far behind
I said, the ways of the night are evil
Without that lord of day
But Ill never, never get so far away
I said write me
Write me
Write me
Write me
I said write me
Write me
Write me
Well theres nothin I can see
Thatd ever make me
Want to be without her
Shes good, she good to me
Said theres no way to explain
The kind of feelin that you get out in the
She good, she good to me
She good, she good to me
I love her
Write me a letter
Write me a letter
Write it today
Im goin away (yes it has)
Write me a letter
Write me a letter
Write it today
Im goin away (yes it is)
Well Ive been away forever
Suicides crossin my mind
Well Ill never, never get so far behind
Well Ive been so many places
Hidin from the wind and the rain
But you could write me a letter
For to save me from goin insane
Write me
Excite me
Write me
Write me
Write me
Write me...

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Writing Poetry

Some people write poetry
to fulfil their dream,
others write it as a personal diary.
While yet more write to protest.
Some write sonnets
for unfrequented love.
Some bring laughter
to sad faces somewhere,
while others dwell on memories
that they would like to share.
Some write of love, while
others write of God.
Write as you will on anything,
but the main point is that you write,
and give joy to all that will read.

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Scribbler's Stymie

Pen and paper in sight
I've got no poem to write

Staying up all night
I've got no poem to write

Although my mind is bright
I've got no poem to write

It's windy out tonight, should I go fly a kite?
I've got no poem to write

My ceiling, it is white
I've got no poem to write

It's 4: 59! Five, but not quite
I've got no poem to write

In your arms I'd feel so light
I've got no poem to write

I've had no sleep tonight
I've got no poem to write

Will you just hold me tight?
I've got no poem to write

Outside it's almost light
I've got no poem to write

It's late, off goes my light
I've got no poem to write

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Honeyed

with all that i said
've melted the ice cream star

what bows and arrows
feeling inside my tree

with all early ones
miserable ice beaches

still standing still
mysterious beaches...

my pulmonary soul
on orange juice shelves...

with all i need
yellowish silence...

what a stone skin
lies beneath...

all mysterious beaches
covered by my eyes...

all the honey wants
mysterious niches...

(15 July 2008)

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The Mysterious Cat

A chant for a children's pantomime dance, suggested by a picture painted by George Mather Richards.


I saw a proud, mysterious cat,
I saw a proud, mysterious cat
Too proud to catch a mouse or rat—
Mew, mew, mew.

But catnip she would eat, and purr,
But catnip she would eat, and purr.
And goldfish she did much prefer—
Mew, mew, mew.

I saw a cat—'twas but a dream,
I saw a cat—'twas but a dream
Who scorned the slave that brought her cream—
Mew, mew, mew.

Unless the slave were dressed in style,
Unless the slave were dressed in style
And knelt before her all the while—
Mew, mew, mew.

Did you ever hear of a thing like that?
Did you ever hear of a thing like that?
Did you ever hear of a thing like that?
Oh, what a proud mysterious cat.
Oh, what a proud mysterious cat.
Oh, what a proud mysterious cat.
Mew . . . mew . . . mew.

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