Poems Hey my name is Renna.I started this site for my friends,but if you dont know me,maybe you could get a kick out of the poems,lyrics,pics,entries,or the Band BIOs I posted.If you want to contact me and give me some ideas,or submitt a poem,I would be glad to post it.So enjoy this site,or laugh at how stupid we look in the pictures,or whatever,just tell me what you think! (I SHOULD HAVE PICS AND BAND BIOS BY TOMMOROW.MY COMPUTER WAS NOT WORKING RIGHT.ILL HAVE THEM UP SOON.) (PS.THERE IS ANOTHER PAGE IN "ABOUT US") His veins run deep, but the floods before him, will not be cause to drown. poem-anonymous LOGIC Four commuters are riding in a train car.One gest up to use the restroom.Upon his return he finds another passenger has taken his seat.The woman next to the passenger that took the first passengers seat is wearing a red overcoat.The man across from the woman wearing the red overcoat is not the passenger carrying the briefcase.The man with the brief case was there from the beginning and has not moved.Seconds later they were all killed when the train derailed. -johnathon newby. (ps.wouldnt life be easy if all situations were as easily coomprehended?-Renna) *** Irony of Chance on the corpse of truth I dance bitter end romance ****Honestly I'm not. Nothing happens fast enough, words confuse the thought **** seconds tick away the illusion starts to fray je suis desole I sink to the bottom of the pool,in a foolish pursuit for the things that define my life.Most would think it would be frightening to look into the mirror every morning,to find a stranger staring back.But in honesty we all do this day after day.Most go through' life not knowing who they are,untill the morning of their death comes,and they suddenlly know.I am.No matter how you analyze it,you will always wonder.I am doing my best for now,I guess.Untill I reach the surface,I wait in the warm water,holding my breath.Confused yet Serene. -RENNA (ONE OF MY BESTEST BUDDIES WROTE THIS NEXT ONE.) Why is my favorite phrase,the words I must hear are ashes to ashes,dust to dust?Where we go in the afterlife is just a dream.This my love,is unlike what it seems.Maybe our love will last even in death,or maybe its even all we have left.Why does it seem that hell is what awaits?Sometimes visions come and I see you in front of gates,the gates are ablaze and I can see evil through the haze,How do you love me,when were already plottin our graves,were hating life on the desolate earth,just living in fear,cold and alone, Its constantly a reminder when i hear you voice,just how easily you made your choice,I can hear you calling me to hell,the only waking sound,a screeching bell.Its so difficult to listen to them.they talk about your death,and how they saw hatrid in your eyes.This world is so dark and unforgiving.All in a nightmare,a silent view of hell,all in all a long dream that I shall never wake from. -SERENITY- Veins coarse,wet abrasive,dimwitted, Happiness. On and on about the neverminds of me scratch your hurtful itch. This is the the tourniquet One more for innoncence,with a sad face, looking at this, Well whats left of it. Nevr a dull moment A lonely fire needs to be scorched Warm the abandoned soul, A victim of black and white. -NATE BARCALOW- -RAIN- In the rain sing a song,in your head...so secret life,in your eyes,its alright...so be surprised,by the lullabies,that keep us in line tonight. -Aaron Pillar- -No matter what I do the sun is coming up tommorow, Wether its a good thing or a bad thing. No matter what you think, what you'v been told, isnt scripture and you'll believe what you see, till your blinded Youll think all these things... No matter what I do,you build these walls to stop me, It took me years to break down the blockade of lies, and I'll break down a million more, I walk up these steps,but there are locks on all of the doors,I make it through the gate,but the bridge is always broken.Lies are always spoken,while the wind blows messages of unimportance, while bomb funds are well supported, I stand here,not informed,not interested,and not listening. -Phil Pirrone P.S.PLEASE SIGN MY GUESTBOOK.TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK,AND I WILL TRY TO GET BACK TO YOU.I WOULD REALLY APPRECIATE IF YOU SENT ME SOME OF YOUR OWN POEMS TO BE PUT UP ON THE SITE.THE MORE THE BETTER.