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I Am A Poet

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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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    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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    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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    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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    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 Jun 24

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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 1 Response Feb 7

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    HarlotCurse HarlotCurse 22-25, M Mar 5

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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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    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 16-17, M Jun 23

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

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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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    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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    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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    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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    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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    '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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    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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    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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    Kitchen sink Tink tink tink tink Goes the

    kitchen sink. Drip splash drip splash Out goes the water lash. Splash gurgle splash gurgle, Spits the water lurgle. Gurgle glap gurgle glap The nut goes blap. Glap sween glap sween The pipes sing Creeky crack creaky crack It all comes crashing down.
    Chibichaos Chibichaos 26-30, F Dec 15, 2014

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    For The Open Spaces

    Yeah, I’m like the gray or white or baby blue, Or one of those other crayons You never take out of the box. You’d rather leave the page alone, Where it needs a color, than take me out of there. So I get dry and waxy and break Again and again, But even then, if someone...
    zmedleff1 zmedleff1 41-45 4 Responses May 20, 2011

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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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    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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    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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    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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    Missing You

    It always has been just you and me. maybe i'm putting a smile in my face, maybe i'm laughing so loud as possible, maybe it seems that i'm happy, but there's just you who knows that it's not. who knows me right, who understands me. sometimes i see things reminding of you and there...
    adline adline 26-30, F 3 Responses Mar 4, 2011

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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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    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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    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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    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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    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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    HarlotCurse HarlotCurse 22-25, M Mar 13

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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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    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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    She realized the people you love can change

    And the person you used to know can become a pleasant memory She didn't recognize the new you So she stared attentively She didn't know who you were so she asked your favorite color She didn't remember your voice so she listened intently She didn't remember your smile so...
    Brideofchucky Brideofchucky 22-25, F 1 Response 6 days ago

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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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    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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    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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    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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    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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    Instincts PoeticaYou,

    my language with whichI connect to the world,Life inspired,brushed on canvasfrom a palette of colorsa rainbow, a mixture, a blendof countless combinations, variationsfrom a pen stroke.You,crafter of words whichI createfrom collective awareness,my perceptive observations...
    bemyvalentine bemyvalentine 56-60, F 4 Responses May 21, 2014

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    SwissLady SwissLady 18-21, F 1 Response Aug 11

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    A tell tell song of a poison heart,

    Rot with sorrow and bitter despair, A tasteless tart, left on they tongue. Thy breath be stilled in this living nightmare. Evil tendrils be thy shackle and chain, Terry not on this soul so vain. Leave thee to die, For this mortal shall death's shroud lie. Be thy mind so weak...
    Chibichaos Chibichaos 26-30, F 1 Response Jan 15

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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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    I don't need to get high- original poem by

    Cheyanne Stark I don't need to get high Cuz I'm at my highest when I'm with you. I already float on the top like when oil fights water. The haters push me up as they get deeper and deeper under my skin but really they're only a splinter the size of their hatred which by far is...
    WolfAssassin16 WolfAssassin16 18-21, F 1 Response Jun 10