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Mada438

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Poetry Thread
« on: December 04, 2017, 09:30:54 pm »
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This is a thread for anyone to post their poetry, for me personally its something i like to do in my spare time sometimes.
I'll start off:
People are often unreasonable, irrational and self-centered
Forgive them anyway.
If you are kind, people may accuse you of having selfish, ulterior motives
Be kind anyway.
If you are successful, you will win some unfaithful friends and some genuine enemies
Succeed anyway.
If you are honest and sincere, people may deceive you.
Be honest and sincere anyway.
What you spend years creating, others could destroy overnight
Create anyway.
If you find serenity and happiness, people may be jealous
Be happy anyway.
The good you do today will often be forgotten
Do good anyway.
Give your best and it will never be enough
Give your best anyway, 
"Live life like a pineapple. Stand tall, wear a crown and be sweet on the inside"

"May you grow up to be righteous; may you grow up to be true. May you always know the truth and see the lights surrounding you. May you always be courageous, stand upright and be strong"

"Be fearless in the pursuit of what sets your soul on fire"

Advice for starting year 12
An open letter to my School Friends
Would 10 year old you be proud of who you are?

2020: Bachelor of Arts @ANU

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Re: Poetry Thread
« Reply #1 on: January 17, 2018, 10:06:49 am »
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This is a poem I wrote last year. It got published in a historical fiction journal, which I am still pretty stoked about.

A Tour of Richmond Palace

This palace, ’tis a thing of splendour and class

With chimneys of pepperpot and weathervanes of brass;

Panelled windows for defence and safety,

Sweeping courtyards, the facilitation of gaiety.

Not all the goings-on at Richmond were cheery,

The deaths of kings and queens, positively eerie.

Can you imagine Henry VII admiring his domain,

His face in a smile and forever enjoying his reign?

Or young Elizabeth, taken by its beauty,

Inspired in her quiet and elegant royal duty?

Ah, Richmond Palace, what a place, what a treasure

To venture through its halls, what unbridled pleasure!

Though it is gone, one can’t help but wonder

What the place was like before it was all torn asunder.