I write dark poetry. Dark poetry for a dark soul :)
I am well acquainted with misery. Due to that familiarity, I write dark poems about loneliness, pain, unwanted love, and broken...
I’m slightly shivering now
And my knees
can knock together
In the wet evening
And the warm rain
Testing the air
I can lean up against the street
And watch all the shops
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First try at poetry😁 I know it's basic because it rhymes lol
Take every word I say to my grave
I loved you so much I forgave
I forgot the words you said
Every word I thought...
The one thing i love about poetry and writing it, is that it takes time. :) you cant rush creativity and passion for some deadline. <3
My ex broke up with me sometime last week and it really hurt because the way he said what he said mad it feel like he hadn't been trying in the relationship for awhile and then he...
On this path,
Converge and diverge,
Join and split
Amidst flat stone stairs,
And I walk up or down,
Among superfluous dimensions,
There's nothing better than someone being creative and with own style.Like swimming in your own vibes and spreading them to whoever wanna reach them.That is awesome,pure poetry put...
"Lilt of the Pink Poppy"
Small delicate petals stretching up
To swing from a chandelier of stars.
Although misunderstood from conception,
Alive as a pink poppy with all my scars...
Thinking of the right thing to say can be difficult
Always trying to get it just right
Yet hoping no one notices the time and effort tou spend making it succinct
THE PRICE OF POETRY.
The price of poetry
is the same as laying your soul bare.
You put your heart on the line
every time your words take like birds to the air.
You are naked...
Blood runs down my arms, I watch it as it runs, next thing I know I am in a car, no handles inside, cage separating me from the driver. A few hours later I arrive, I walk into the...
just a little something I wrote a few years back. basically about trying to make an alliance with my mind to end negativities...
I make a promise to myself
To be the best that I...
I love it. Creativity fascinates me because I love to see what people are capable of creating. Also, I really like that it gives an insight of the person's mind.
I love well designed information graphics - isn't this just a dream . . .
Wrote this poem my senior year in college.. lol Although this may seem sad.. I actually had fun video editing it.. Through my friends and colleagues off as they're used to me...
I'm here I am your dear friend.
I'm always here for you.
If you need a shoulder to cry on, I'm here.
I'll stand for you.
I don't care if you think you're ugly I'll stand next to...
Will you see through?
Look into a crowd of smiling teens
Many see all their smiles and boisterous laughter
If you really knew them you would see that most exorbitant veneers...
Sometimes I feel like Alice.
Overrun by curiosity,
In my own mind.
Sometimes I feel like Alice,
Trying to find myself,
Before the world finds me.
Sometimes I feel like Alice...
Like another hand , there when u want it , there after u use it , u hold it's importance..
Silent yet it seeps a thousand words , with it's stance it speaks , defending it's worth...
What do I want from you......
Seems to be the question that crosses my mind more than yours,
I cant help but to think and look at my open sores.
I wish you could take back all the...
¨My black and white muse
I feel sorry that i did not love you
But i did not
But love itself¨
I ¨write¨ and love poetry indeed, but not to materialize my feelings or to lull my...
Auschwitz camp liberation. Appreciate any feedback.
Sweat beads on my forehead.
Blood drips down my back.
His whip cracks angrily
And I fall to the ground in agony.
I stumble to...
I wrote most of my poetry between the ages of fourteen and twenty-two with a spurt in my late thirties. Every now and then a new poem emerges. As I've mentioned elsewhere I've...
Hey everyone :D my name is Zanna I'm 16 and love to write poetry ! this is a poem i wrote called sunrise
A twist of blood in the sky
A cascade of colours
Ready to die...
I am stronger because of all I've been through...
I was 16 when everything happened. It all seemed to snowball honestly.
I had been home sick with the flu. I was staying at my...
"haiku's of a madwomans mind"
her silent monologue inside the cage of her mind
leaves fleeting expressions catapulting across her vacant face
like a strange circus act
I don't know where to begin....
My Mum and Dad were only 19 when they had me. They broke up when I was very young, but they were still civil for my sake.
I lived with My Mum but...
Driving along in the car,
In a daze,
I look out of the window,
At the blue sky,
With the white clouds,
As they float by,
So much run's through my mind,
A thousand eyes,
"Existing in the realm, of its own true hell
the pacing of the parasite begins to swell
it suffers in silence yet demands to be heard
it will never survive without its bevy of...
The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
S’io credesse che mia risposta fosse
A persona che mai tornasse al mondo,
Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse.
You look at me,
but you can't see
my love, fears and possibilities.
What you see and think is true
is really mask because I'm feeling blue.
You look at me but you can't see,
I'm one of those people that never usually goes on these forums to pour my heart out as I usually internalise things and try to deal with it myself - this seems to be one of the...
Poetry is good
Poetry is fun
I like writing poetry
But I'm not very good at it
Your hate cuts through me like a knife,
Your words eat right through me,
Your accusations sting like a bee,
But your kiss, your sweet kiss,
Its like a raging fire inside me,
From the beginning I always knew.
You brighten my spirit with a smile that grew.
You opened my heart and I sought through.
One day I thought you didn't see.
So I lost all...
I did it to not hurt you
So you wouldn't feel hurt
I didn't want you to feel pain
I tried to save you from that feeling but I was so wrong even through I tried saving you from...
The winter nights are colder when you sleep with an open window
You allow the same air that curls your toes to sweep through your room and to take with it the roast...
Jessica, Your skin was as pale as the paper I write on
Almost as if your complexion was composed of tiny drops of snow
Your hair the colour of a tamed fire
Your lips a soft...
if time would be still
Can i just have one day to steal?
To have that day, for us to be together
To have that moment that will never wither?
I want to feel that day.. that very...
I know why the caged bird sings
by Maya Angelou
A free bird leaps on the back
Of the wind and floats downstream
Till the current ends and dips his
In the orange suns rays
Darkness surrounds the earth's surface, flowing with such grace,
With such silence, that most souls never knew he was there.
Though he was; stealing the young before their time...
Tonight I can write the saddest lines by Pablo Neruda
Tonight I can write the saddest lines
Write, for example, 'The night is starry
and the stars are blue and shiver in the...
i love to read and write poetry. i especially love Edgar Allen Poe, his poems are beautiful and give me inspiration. i try to avoid writing poetry until i can publish my poetry...
BEING IN THE CENTER OF THE UNIVERSE
As I soar through the universe
On my journey after I leave this world
I will shine like a thousand stars
I am a prism with a million...
Wilderness VictoryDrifting about by the MonongahelaGun smoke and the scent of goreVictorious howls ripping the airInto black nothingness, dead eyes stareBattlefield spoils are...
You always surprise me...
You always surprise me,
with all that you do.
from running through the rain
(and how fast you flew!)
to your bee killing methods,
and your laughing at...