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The poems made by me...

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Here in my World of Poetry

The girl behind it all...

             Hello, ladies and gentlemen! Agnetha A. at your service, from the outrageous, vivacious, contagious, devious, atrocious, cool section that truly rocks!!!..... GARNET '08 !!!!!! We rule!!
             Beware: My poems have the capability to change your life forever!! ***the word 'forever' echoes inside the room, accompanied by an evil laugh*** Just joking... :)   You guys don't have to worry 'cause I'm a member of the KBP. Note: KBP stands for "Krung-krung Bracket of the Philippines". ***Krung-krung laugh***  Ok, enough of that. Let me tell you the history of this site. Well, it's just a short one so you don't have to worry about memorizing dates. ***evil laugh*** I made this site because...
             "Poems" is one of our topics in the second quarter, we watched this show entitled "Dead Poets Society". Just like what the title says, it's about poems and a society of poets. Yeheeey!!! ***Krung-krung laugh*** Well, that was what I thought at first but it's not just about poems and ...to quote from Sir Ayende, "Poets rising up from the dead." It's also about life. How to learn to think for yourselves and to savor words and language. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. To quote from Whitman,
 
O me! O life! Of the questions of these recurring,
Of the endless trains of the faithless,
Of cities fill'd with the foolish,
What good amid these, O me, O life?
 
Answer:
That you are here--That life exists in identity.
That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse.
 
          Then, we started making poems. The first poem that I wrote (Kept within)was a rather dramatic one but it turned out okay, considering the fact that I crammed it. ***embarassed laugh*** Then we made concrete poems. Mine was shaped like a cross. I loved that one. It's a shame that I lost my copy. ***sighs***
Then, we wrote acrostic poems. ***groans*** I hate making acrostic poems. I'm soooo bad at it. The first one was entitled "Christmas' true meaning" then the last one, "Anger". The latter had been so lousy that I had to strain myself to keep from crumpling it by telling myself repeatedly "This is a long test, Agnetha. Destroying it would be like destroying your grade." Anyway, I had no other choice. I wasn't in a mood to write poems, especially an acrostic one, that day. ***sighs***  So, I promised myself that I'll just do better in this site. So, here I am now, writing the history of this site.
             In short, This is a project!!! Yipeee! Whew! What a long explanation. ***Krung-krung laugh***
             Ok, Go ahead and search this site. Read my poems. Enjoy the flight!

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Boa Kwon...
Well, actually, this is how I'll look like if I change the color of my hair... :)