Purple Poetry

You're there for me, with a hand to hold onto, To comfort me, and help me make it through. You make me laugh at times That I never thought I could. You're keep me smiling, even when I'm already good. You're nice to me, And Im glad to call you friend. I know we'll both make it through, as We'll stick it out to the end.

Limpy is a beautiful goldfish, with scales like no other, Chimpy is in love with Limpy, but why should he bother? Chimpy has been lonely since birth, with not a hope in the fishtank, but his hopes turned around when Limpy said "I'll be Frank... I know that you like me, but we can never be, for we're only two fish, Just two fish in the sea. Chimpy swam away, as fast as he could, now listen closely kids, here's where it gets good. Days went by, with not a word from Chimpy, Days seemed the same, following the ways of Limpy. One day, Limpy awoke, with a fever of average plus three. She was highly contagious, so no one was there to help her be. She got worse from there, and she screamed out in pain, and no one came to aid her, she thought her cry was in vain. The door broke down, and Chimpy burst through the room. and Limpy cracked a smile, she knew she was saved of her doom. Chimpy held her, day and night, He loved her so much, He lost fear for the blight. He knew since he...

So the Phactory's photo is looking really bleh and retro. I cant draw, just write. If you would like to submit a drawing for a contest for the NEXT Phactory's photo. Drawings should be on computer paper, or created on a computer and in the best resolution possible. Please do not CRUMPLE the paper. If you would like to be credited, in the bottom right corner, sign your name. Nothing big or flashy please. Just a name. Please also have it say Purple Poet Phactory. Yes. Spelled just like that. What would be awesome is Purple Poet Phactory written dark and bold, and have a poem or two in the back in a small empty font so they are barely noticable. All submissions should be sent to Brad.Cypert@gmail.com

Every girl deserves to have a love that lasts a lifetime, A boy to tell her how every aspect of her shines, Friends to keep her happy while shes down, and to go to a ball, in the most prescious gown. Every girl deserves the truth, not lies, A sharp dressed man, Tux and a tie, someone to hold her when shes feeling blue, and to remind her that her beauty is true. Every girl deserves a lover that keeps her close, Emotionally, physically, and in his heart and soul. A lover who takes her serious when she is, and has making her laugh, as his number one goal.

Follow your heart, not your emotions, Take love blindly, Avoid all the commotion. Be heartwarming, without warming your heart, open to changes, but never change from the start. And when it starts raining, it pours. But keep a lightweight heart, and when you see someone drenched, take them in, open your doors.

Haiku for the Zoo- Gorillas just sit Penguins swim belly up Turkeys belong here. Haiku about water - Drops of water fall from the depths of the sky Ow! One hit my eye. Haiku about you- You are a person spending time the internet Please just go outside. Haiku about Haikus- Haikus arn't poetry It pains me to write them now Oh grilled cheese sandwich. //Note- And I shall probably never again write or speak in Haiku. I hated these things.

Fate, Love, Light, and Truth, Provocative items of our tainted youth. Fate. Lies. Masked behing their cloaked eyes. Love. Prized and Crowned. Sadly, true love will never be found. Light. Never pleasing sighs. They use the light to blind you, silently shutting your eyes. Truth. A burning ember. Starts from a timber. The timber burns and turns bright red. Filling you up with hate, envy, and dread. The coal starts to die and ashes turn black. Ashes taken up in the wind, flow away as you turn your back. Tears run down your cheeck but you walk away on track. My ember has turned, no longer a coal, fleeing from my hand, gliding to the ground, a shattered soul.

Shackled to the walls, Necks burnt from rope, My body just hangs there, can't do much but mope. Lungs gasp for air, Reaching for light, but no one is there. Blood pours, Out my veins, bringing back, Familiar stains. Screaming out, for my only hope, Few seconds later, I'm a corpse on a rope.