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Conquer me, but enjoy yourselves because…
we all love what we cannot understand.
Let this revolution show us the way,
with our pistols held calmly in our hands.
We will devour as much as we can,
with poison inside our mouths of decay,
for we love what we cannot understand.
Will it conquer us? I know that it can
conquer me. But please, please rebel today,
with your pistols held calmly in your hands.
Will it conquer you? I know that it has,
conquered me. But please love me anyway,
for we love whom we cannot understand.
We will terrorize as much as we can,
destroying lifetimes of neglect today.
Firing pistols, calmly with our hands.
A handsome revolution! We will stand
for what we believe in: An early grave!
We love best when we cannot understand,
why we hold pistols calmly to our heads.
we all love what we cannot understand.
Let this revolution show us the way,
with our pistols held calmly in our hands.
We will devour as much as we can,
with poison inside our mouths of decay,
for we love what we cannot understand.
Will it conquer us? I know that it can
conquer me. But please, please rebel today,
with your pistols held calmly in your hands.
Will it conquer you? I know that it has,
conquered me. But please love me anyway,
for we love whom we cannot understand.
We will terrorize as much as we can,
destroying lifetimes of neglect today.
Firing pistols, calmly with our hands.
A handsome revolution! We will stand
for what we believe in: An early grave!
We love best when we cannot understand,
why we hold pistols calmly to our heads.
Literature
Lesbian.
I chose this life.
I chose to set myself up as an Outcast.
I chose to hear my best friends
Tell me that I am going to hell.
I chose to hear the words Dyke and Faggot
Spat through scornful lips in my direction.
I chose to lose the love of my Family.
To hear them say that I was sick.
That I was wrong.
I chose to place the dreams
Of marrying the person I love
In a file marked as classified
By popular demand.
I chose to have the doors of my church
Slammed in my face
Because apparently, I am the exception to
"Love your fellow man."
I chose to be chastised
For holding hands in public.
I chose to look over my shoulder
At every c
Literature
Lesbian
She treads carefully down the hall
Trying hard to ignore them all
Glares of hatred, harsh tongues full of words of disgust
Cutting people down in their world is a must
She doesn't interact, only races to her locker
Avoiding them who judge her for loving another
To them it's sick, disgusting, wrong
To her their love is like a song
Unending, beautiful, and necessary
Hoping one day they can marry
But she is still condemned for her love
Of a girl who is surely from Heaven above
You heard correctly friends, oh yes it is true
She loves a girl, with blonde hair and eyes so blue
The only thing that keeps her going each day
Is being ab
Literature
We
We
On these days, so hot and depressing I think of you.
I don't know you...
You don't know me.
Sometimes I think it will never be, the future that is we.
Then I see leaves, rustling in the gentle breeze.
Flower petals, scattered across the ground.
Blue painted sky, and butterflies that will never die.
And then I remember you are there.
You'll always be there.
I'll find you one day....
And you'll find me.
And we'll paint the future.
As ours.
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full title: "conquer me, but enjoy yourselves because..."
this is a Villanelle written in iambic pentameter.
here's an excerpt from an IM conversation i had with my girlfriend that describes what the poem is about:
Karie Dawn 1987 [9:49 P.M.]: are you reading it..or am i supposed to explain now?
BirdCrap911 [9:49 P.M.]: no i just finished reading it
Karie Dawn 1987 [9:49 P.M.]: o ok
BirdCrap911 [9:50 P.M.]: hmm i get lots of things from it
BirdCrap911 [9:50 P.M.]: i think of all sorts of discrimination... racism... homophobia... suicide... gosh i dont know even it makes me think of lots of like battles and stuff like that.
Karie Dawn 1987 [9:51 P.M.]: yeah well..it is about that stuff
BirdCrap911 [9:51 P.M.]: ooh nice
Karie Dawn 1987 [9:52 P.M.]: it's about a corrput leader that got his followers to do everything he wanted even though he backed down and let his opponents conquer him..and his followers loved him so much that they kept on fighting, and they didnt realize until it was too late that there main goal was to win the war for their beloved corrupt leader, and then commit suicide
Karie Dawn 1987 [9:53 P.M.]: even though their leader wasnt willing to kill himself
Karie Dawn 1987 [9:53 P.M.]: the leader was a greedy bastard that wanted everything for himself
Karie Dawn 1987 [9:53 P.M.]: lol
Karie Dawn 1987 [9:53 P.M.]: to think i had all of that in my head while writing it....my first war poem...and i love it
BirdCrap911 [9:54 P.M.]: thats so awesome
BirdCrap911 [9:54 P.M.]: i think its by far one of your strongest poems yet
Karie Dawn 1987 [9:55 P.M.]: it could even be about the war in iraq....and george bush could be the coward of a leader...and it could be about the terrorists and how they are willing to commit suicide for their religious cause, and it could even be about hitler...who thought he was going to lose the war so he killed himself instead of having to face being killed by other people...he couldnt stand failure...and neither could the leader in my poem
this is a Villanelle written in iambic pentameter.
here's an excerpt from an IM conversation i had with my girlfriend that describes what the poem is about:
Karie Dawn 1987 [9:49 P.M.]: are you reading it..or am i supposed to explain now?
BirdCrap911 [9:49 P.M.]: no i just finished reading it
Karie Dawn 1987 [9:49 P.M.]: o ok
BirdCrap911 [9:50 P.M.]: hmm i get lots of things from it
BirdCrap911 [9:50 P.M.]: i think of all sorts of discrimination... racism... homophobia... suicide... gosh i dont know even it makes me think of lots of like battles and stuff like that.
Karie Dawn 1987 [9:51 P.M.]: yeah well..it is about that stuff
BirdCrap911 [9:51 P.M.]: ooh nice
Karie Dawn 1987 [9:52 P.M.]: it's about a corrput leader that got his followers to do everything he wanted even though he backed down and let his opponents conquer him..and his followers loved him so much that they kept on fighting, and they didnt realize until it was too late that there main goal was to win the war for their beloved corrupt leader, and then commit suicide
Karie Dawn 1987 [9:53 P.M.]: even though their leader wasnt willing to kill himself
Karie Dawn 1987 [9:53 P.M.]: the leader was a greedy bastard that wanted everything for himself
Karie Dawn 1987 [9:53 P.M.]: lol
Karie Dawn 1987 [9:53 P.M.]: to think i had all of that in my head while writing it....my first war poem...and i love it
BirdCrap911 [9:54 P.M.]: thats so awesome
BirdCrap911 [9:54 P.M.]: i think its by far one of your strongest poems yet
Karie Dawn 1987 [9:55 P.M.]: it could even be about the war in iraq....and george bush could be the coward of a leader...and it could be about the terrorists and how they are willing to commit suicide for their religious cause, and it could even be about hitler...who thought he was going to lose the war so he killed himself instead of having to face being killed by other people...he couldnt stand failure...and neither could the leader in my poem
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Interesting, has a tinge of truth to it that could be related to present days/situations.