post ure oldest poems here and tell y , maybe out of being bored or for someone else

I don't think i can think of my oldest poem. And i'm not much of an poet, or writer. So bleh.

I found this one that i wrote in FOURTH grade..aha

The Battle

The fire from the dragon's breath,
defeating him, may mean death.

I hear the draragon's fiercome roar,
fighting him won't be a bore.

Slashing through the darkened night,
my own eyes are filled with fright.

Dawn awakes as wings of fire,
It seems this battle will never expire.

The sun is rising above the hill,
the dragon still has the rage to kill.

For this day begins again,
death is just around the ben.

His gleaming white teeth and spikes on his tail,
Oh, I know I'm going to fail!

Slash, I stabbed him in the heart,
He had deserved it, he was done with his part.

Crack, he landed with an awful thud,
Sinking in the depths of murky mud.

in 4th grade? well im still looking for mine

this was an assignment we didback in 5th grade. my teacher actually liked it, so she put it in our school newspaper. i still have the copy.

"who am i?"

QUOTE

im big, and yet small.
i'm short, and sort of tall

i have saturn, but not the car.
its the same for mercury, so far.

i am a candy bar, filled with chocolate
i wont ever break, even if you drop it

i have stars, planets, moons, and suns
my age is eight billion times older than one

the third planet i have is the one with the most life
i'm not married, and i dont have a husband r wife.

i am not a person, or a place. i am sort of a thing
guess who i am! times up! ding!

who am i? you might have guessed.
whoever gets it right is the best.

thats right, im bigger than the rest.
the milky way.

ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. wow..

i couldnt find it cuz i put it on paper but ill put my earliest poems from were i 1st posted them up
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she 2 me was most missed
the biggest in my heart
i wish 2 have least a 1st kiss
my love for her will never break apart
but who thought that it will end like this
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i saw her late at night
she was more beautiful than ever
as she was shinning under the moonlight
i said that i'll love here 4ever
cause my love 4 her reaches an ifinate height

Oldest poem on the computer. Wrote it freshmen year for english. Aha.

I think about you all the time
Even when writing this rhyme
You stole my heart with one glance
Your eyes put me in a trance

When you say hi
I can’t help but sigh
You make my head spin
When you smile, I have to grin

I talk to you every now and then
I’ve never felt so alone again
When I talk to you, I feel up high
The time feels like it flies by

Your blue eyes make my heart pound
I feel like falling on the ground
I wonder if you feel the same way I do
Because I can’t stop thinking of you.

my oldest poem I can find. I wrote this for a girl I had a crush on


From every breath
And every moment in time,
How doth a day like that come to be
When you’re in a world that is always changing.
This broken world, it’s sometimes hard to see.
Depict all of days’ happenings.
All seasons never spoke or changed.
When last weeks of Spring came,
Surely did Spring speak with me.

She accompanied me not with sorrow,
but addressed me with fervent feelings
she took my hand, looked into my eyes,
she left my senses reeling.
she brought along a sincere friend to forever keep,
one who would join in with her laughter and also to weep.

My world of lost hope,
straight lines of life without curves,
Without hope, life is just nothing but despair.
You, my new friend from Spring, relinquished me from lost hope,
Twas brought a great friend I will hold dear.
What splendiferous personality she carries
When you look past her exterior beauty.
My new friend, her personality blossoms in her attire.
This beauty is irresistibly mesmerizing.
She is always beautiful,
when fully clothed.

You will always be Spring to me.

that seems like a sweet poem to give what happened to her then?