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I Am A Poet

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    firebird firebird 18-21, F 1 Response Jun 27, 2007

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    I write about politics,

    spirituality, personal feelings and philosophy. It's really good at relieving stress and allows me to get my point across in a more delicate way.
    Samp842 Samp842 13-15, M Jun 23

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    This Is Not A Sonnet

    Your yellowish words,Like puke on my shoes.You have refusedTo let the birdsPeck out the headlinesOn our newspapers.Their appearanceIs like dirty diaper piles'.Do not return.Stick a cactusDown your throat.Let whiskey burnAnd erect usTo sail the Styx boat.
    CarnivorouS CarnivorouS 22-25 4 Responses Nov 7, 2011

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    Gilded World

    Confusion surrounds. Which way's up and what lies down, Beneath you, In pain, With no one to blame? Who's the lowest of the low, The weak, The impure? Who can justly define the way, In which others should proudly sway? You see, "love" is patient. "Love" is kind. But their "love...
    daydreamer95 daydreamer95 18-21, F Aug 11, 2013

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    Tell Me What You Think

    Waltz around the room, with a glaze in your stare. In your tuxedo suit. I'll give it a name. Lower defenses. I'll lower the casket. Open the door. Open the grave. Murder. Now you're doing the waltz with your murderer...... Waltz around the room, with a glaze in your stare...
    aBlackRoseBurial aBlackRoseBurial 26-30, M 4 Responses Nov 2, 2007

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    Burnt out is this sentient flame of a million

    embers, Thinking of better time it remembers: It still doesn't know its course, What pushes it on in life? What force? It's light dims as it thinks of all its been through, It can't help wondering why it burns despite the downpour of disasters. For what reason do these fellow...
    Zapxbolt Zapxbolt 18-21, M Dec 4, 2014

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    'Madness' A dismal stare,

    A speaker blare. "Code blue! We have a could blue!" The sneaker squeak and squawk upon the white shinny floor, The thundering locks click on each door. That damnable tick and fearless click, This grinding gears winding to stick. "Oh how they shout!" "Oh how they scream! While...
    Chibichaos Chibichaos 26-30, F 3 Responses Feb 6

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    I get the talent from my dad

    and my dads uncle. Ever since I was young I was rhyming words together making poems. Every occasion like Mother's Day Father's Day, Christmas I was writing poems for my parents and grandparents. Over time I got really freaking good. I could write a good rhyming poem in...
    Cheygirl22 Cheygirl22 22-25, F 1 Response Dec 16, 2014

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    ANDREAShe's a beautiful young womanShe's a

    living angel on this EarthShe's a caring,compassionate femaleShe's a hard working incredible nurseMy life has been lonely and emptyMy life has been filled with much painMy life has been hard to live throughMy life has been covered by rainThan from out of the south came the...
    AfanOfbigNaturals AfanOfbigNaturals 46-50, M 1 Response Mar 3

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    I used to write poems with my feet on the wet,

    fallen, autumn leafs with the muddy water in the tracks of the chorus. I feel the icy breath of the hunt and hear dogs moaning, this is the destiny of those who can’t and don’t want to wallow in the mud.
    leuconoe leuconoe 31-35, M Jan 14

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    The forgotten- Forgotten by thy name,

    Heart laid to the realm of pain. Seeking not for sorrow, Never, yet, to remember thee in the 'morrow. Silver words hang on thy tongue, A retched breath fill thy lung. An unfaithful mask, Doth hide thy terrible task. Thy words fall on deaf ears, For truth never speaks of such...
    Chibichaos Chibichaos 26-30, F Dec 17, 2014

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    Chasing My Belladonna

    I found a white spider, spinning a web from my chest to my belly. It hung like it was a jewel, pierced into my navel. I thought I’d scream, and tear away the gossamer threads from my breasts and, my stomach. Spiders make me awfully squeamish, but I picked her up, and gazed at...
    irishchild777 irishchild777 18-21, F 3 Responses Mar 24, 2013

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    Un create Twist eternity into oblivion Simmer

    the stars into a facade Fold the earth into the abyss Let an endless shade, Destory, destruct, debliate Un create
    Chibichaos Chibichaos 26-30, F 1 Response Jun 24

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    HarlotCurse HarlotCurse 22-25, M Mar 13

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    I should make more effort in writing mypoetry.

    Its helped me through highschool and college when I didn't understand a thing I felt. This time though, I'll re read them and try to understand the world inside my head.
    HigherCalling HigherCalling 26-30, F Feb 6

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    THE SON OF TWO OUTLAWS I am the son of a

    father murdered in prison I am alive today Because of the man who put him there I met him as a boy When I was just a small time thief stealing to survive He knew my name And I didn't know why he knew He gave me a sandwich And then just smiled He'd do that from time to time...
    grayday104 grayday104 26-30, M 1 Response Aug 26, 2014

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    Poor Lost Soul

    Poor lost soul You look so young People say your life has just begun Deep inside you feel so old You'll be ok it'll get better in time You drown out the words Too many times you've been told Poor lost soul Turning to the blade in the draw Always hiding Behind your long...
    deleted deleted 26-30 3 Responses Oct 15, 2013

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    I Love To Write

    Some name me poet, I do not so myself. Many thinks I am so and call me a fallen demon with poetic soul. Perhaps they are right, and perhaps they are not... what I do know though is that a poet is one that is full of feelings and ways to describe this world. How the cresent moon...
    Barlong Barlong 22-25, F May 14, 2012

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    I love to love to laugh

    and live with life and happiness, my soul to give. I thrive to thrive in this messy life of mine. Give me dark death or give me bright life.
    bonboncandy bonboncandy 18-21, F 1 Response Jan 11

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    WHERE'S MY LIVING DREAM GIRL?

    All I ever have wantedAll I ever have believedAll I ever have hoped forHas live inside my dreamsI long for a good womanI yearn to feel her touchI ache with all my feelingsTo one day fall in loveIt happens in the moviesIt happens upon T VIt happens for many peopleWill it ever...
    AfanOfbigNaturals AfanOfbigNaturals 46-50, M Mar 20

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    Forget thy name, Forget thy dwelling place,

    To shallow be thy breath, To many sorry spilled in thee name. Call no longer, A demon of Fear devours thy soul, Whilst victorious evil chase the angels away. Give thee silence, Give thee death, Morrow with the dawn, Sing thy funeral song.
    Chibichaos Chibichaos 26-30, F Dec 16, 2014

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    Nameless

    Hi, everyone. My poetry never has titles, unless it's published, and I have to invent one for it.Anyway. This is my most recent work, and I'd like to receive some feedback, please.Thank you.At noon I am no one,The decline of life,The fifth circle of hell,The filth in the sky.I...
    CarnivorouS CarnivorouS 22-25 4 Responses Nov 6, 2011

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    Magically overlapping the mystery of light,

     I sneaked under the rhythm of the night, in a mixture of the dark and a candle light; in warmth and silence of desire...All my senses came to life to perform for you. Naked. I came to you for one purpose only. To touch me. 
    MyLady9 MyLady9 46-50, F Feb 5

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    Death

    Death is the line between shadow and light, The flicker of a candle flame ready to go out. Death is the sweet sick sensation, going upstairs, When you get to the last step but the last step's not there. Yes, here too Is the ugliness of human decay. The stench, the rot, the cold...
    blusongbird blusongbird 16-17, F 4 Responses Jan 14, 2012

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    More often than not / we believe what we want

    to believe / instead of believing / the whole story
    deleted deleted 26-30 Jul 21

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    We

    strode strong through hell and gone, full many a live hard mile. left dead and love unsaid, left many a rootless child. got guns got unknown sons got soldiered into life. got taught to do our sums in dust and blood and strife. we don’t believe in any kingdom that can come...
    sumnerkagan sumnerkagan 46-50, M Apr 26, 2012

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    Heres Another Poem

    hope you all like it I Believe I believe that the sun shines after the rain I believe if you don't get hurt you'll never gain I believe in not doing things the easy way I believe that being selfish doesn’t pay I believe in a second chance I believe in a...
    firebird firebird 18-21, F 4 Responses Jun 11, 2007

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    Measure The clock tick stops,

    Rusting from the rain, The gears frozen a timeless pain. Soft tears collect, A vast sea to reflect. The dimly lit candle, A shivering blur in the darkness still. The hollow, empty, fearful fall, Over the cliff into the fog. A pull from the earth says it all. But time passes...
    Chibichaos Chibichaos 26-30, F 1 Response Dec 15, 2014

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    Tears On A Tin Roof

    Tears on a tin roof The fiddler sat  Upon my roof He had no feet  He only had hoofs He played his song  Of make believe He wore a lie Upon his sleeve His evil tune Had me dizzy and spun Believing he was  The ritious one Cast a spell upon my  Fragile mind To leave all of my...
    RavensHeart RavensHeart 36-40, F 2 Responses Feb 9, 2013

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    Like A Beautiful Breeze

    SHE entered my life like a beautiful breeze, yet i knew that someday she would get up and leave. i wasnt despondant and i wasnt too sad, for the times that we shared i was ever so glad. she knew me and loved me for all that i' am...
    wiseriser wiseriser 51-55, M 10 Responses Sep 22, 2011

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    Kicked In Teeth + A Man Called Gray

    Fraility,fragility, And I'm strapped to the teeth To save a sweet soul Don't ever don't ever Question my role Don't ask her to swallow Cause I'll kick in your teeth Don't pull out a switchblade Unless you want to be stabbed And if you are smart You won't dare make me mad I'm not...
    grayday104 grayday104 26-30, M 5 Responses Oct 12, 2013

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    Is It Too Late?

    I dreamed you in the summer field, a spoke in some eternal wheel. October's path is swallowed in a darkness I can't follow. These evenings when I sit and try to make some sense of our goodbyes, the memory that moves me still allows my love to lose my will, and all I ever dreamed...
    sumnerkagan sumnerkagan 46-50, M 2 Responses Feb 27, 2013

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    Fool For All

    Every girl in the world oughtta be Daddy's girl, but the world isn't open to reason. Never left second best never fail any test, she should know Daddy loves her like Jesus. Rock'n'roll, rock-a-bye, rocky road gotta ride, rock of crack 'cuz there's no rock of ages. Hand to hold...
    sumnerkagan sumnerkagan 46-50, M 3 Responses May 8, 2012

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    FOLLOWING COURSE I slip my hands inside the

    skin, Cradling your heart, Hoping to feel that fading pulse Before I fall in love with dying. But decay is seeping through the cracks, So persistent that resisting Becomes a love of destruction. So I'm left to fall and sink into the pavement, Wondering which one will cave in...
    SisterCyanide SisterCyanide 26-30, T 1 Response Mar 13, 2014

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    I am currently awaiting a reply from a

    reputable publishing house to see if they are going to publish my poetry! Kind of a daunting experience to send my stuff away for someone to either approve or reject my words!
    slimmmerman slimmmerman 41-45, M 1 Response Feb 16

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    So no one told you? So your saying no one told

    you years from now, you'll never be the same you that you were before? The same you that would never doubt anyone's loyalty Judge anyone's character The same you who always stayed with the mindset that nobody was up to anything, there were no secret motives no back roads. No...
    MindConscious MindConscious 22-25, M Jan 15

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    I don't write poetry to achieve fame

    or popularity, though fame would be an added bonus. I write poetry because it's the only form of writing that allows to fully express my thoughts and ideas. Anyone else feels this way?
    deleted deleted 26-30 Jul 19

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    Loss of Inspiration

    My life is a lie My heart is on fire My body is weak When it come to desire Say what you will I believe it all Every lie you tell no matter big or small. I hear what I want And it's never the truth That's one fault I didn't lose with my youth. I'm a...
    salemstar salemstar 26-30, F 5 Responses Mar 19, 2007

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    Lust

    LustNeither nature nor art could make you more perfect than you are. The pleasant curves and taste of your body are implanted in my Mind forever. Like a lost soul I wander in a Daze searching for happiness which I will never find. But as long as I have you in my mind, I...
    roots2life roots2life 46-50, M Dec 30, 2011

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    HarlotCurse HarlotCurse 22-25, M Mar 5

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    Sorry To All My Old Friends

    thanks for writing. I got busy,  it got crazy,  fell in love  then we got lazy,  lost your email,  missed your message,  filter bumped you,  tried responding,  needs an edit,  I'm embarassed,  I feel guilty,  fell so far  I'm scared to face you,  ****** my phone up...
    sumnerkagan sumnerkagan 46-50, M 1 Response Nov 20, 2013

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    A stinky sweaty mess,

    I must confess, Stares at me from under the table so bleak. Oh how i hate to think... "No i shall not touch!" I would never dare. Even though the leather is worn and bare, An ever luring sight, With the laces strung up tight. A criss cross pattern with a brand. The owner i will...
    Chibichaos Chibichaos 26-30, F 1 Response Feb 6

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    My Angel Dog

    The angel dog High up in the courts of heaven today a little dog angel waits, with the other angels he will not play, but he sits alone at the gates. "For I know my master will come" says he, "and when he comes he will call for me." The other angels...
    firebird firebird 18-21, F 1 Response Jun 26, 2007

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    The violin ~ Stephanie (me) He cuts his wrist

    like he's playing the violin . The strings are his skin and his bow is his razor. The beautiful sounds coming from the violin are the crys of the lonely boy. He watches the music notes fall down in the color red "splat, splat, splat" He is plays quicker and as he stops he sees...
    stephanie678 stephanie678 13-15, F 2 Responses Feb 7

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    poets are just people

    who aren't good at holding onto things. and poetry is the art of letting go.
    expressomarkie expressomarkie 46-50, M May 31, 2014

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    Taboo Remember when.

    .. Baby maker, home maker Is all that you could be. Voting was a tradition for me only. Remember when... Riviter, baseball player Is what you could be, But all of the men were away fighting. Remember when.... Lover, musican A forbidden transition spoke a dark yet happy truth. One...
    Chibichaos Chibichaos 26-30, F 1 Response Feb 11

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