I Am What I Am #2
I am true. I may be a fake smile, but I am real. I have a
real beating heart that loves until it is forced to hate.
I admit that I do hate, even though it is...
" why hurt yourself when you can express yourself through poems, wouldnt it be amazing when people gives good respond to your poem? "
That is what i said to myself when i started...
The lover of words
Keeps them in his head
Considers each carefully
its weight, its beauty
before issuing forth,
Wasting not even one
of that precious word
A Life Time to Tell You
Heart aches, heart breaks, hands tremble...
A river swells inside; flooding past the eyes
This love a contradiction, reddened cheeks, a hazy mind.
"Young at Heart"
There is a nine-year old child;
With trapped mockingbird eyes.
Unrequited love pinned to heart's wild.
Her eyes polluted with amber slivers;
Springy sienna curls...
Intensity flowing so deep my lips can't split to speak...
... Fear of rejection while holding you in my eyes; I see...
...I love with my heart bleeding down my arm; your...
Raining down like a hum drum musical heart beat is this storm beating down inside of me...
... Reminding me of how empty life can be.
Raging wild like the...
Air and Water
It's so sad to let you go
You've been in my every thought
For far too long...
I just feel like…
I'm dreaming a dream,
and I'm grabbing hold of every small...
Who will rescue me from this agony?
From feeling suffocated by routine turned into monotony.
Feeling so trapped I can't take it anymore.
Everything seems like either a chore or a...
The Calligraphy PenThere is a pen I like to usewhen my mind is flying with thoughts of younay...these are the times a pencil just won't donor a Bic, nor a laptop, nor glittery glue...
"...because a broken heart feels like poisoned butterflies taking their last flutters in the pit of your stomach..." - Jasmine Mans
If I cry alone
If I cry alone,
am I like the tree
falling in the forest?
the one that
if there's no-one to hear it
then does it make a sound?
Does pain have a voice?
Over and overThere was a dream that kept reoccurring;Over and overWhat we did and what we would do.Getting right down to the heart of it,We were always on the verge of walking away...
I'm a barefooted babe
My wooden boards are my iron faith
My strings are silver veins like water
I play a tune just like my father
I'm a Kudzu plant I'll seep right in...
'Surface conversation and the blind observation that hands feel like hands in the middle of the dark, but his voice don't sound like yours no matter how many lights I turn off...'
If you could read my mind you'd be in tears.- Unknown
You're too young to let the world destroy you.- Unknown
What Will You Say - Clayton Jennings https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JfeSgUo-5zA
I am trying to write a poem right now but I have no idea what to write about
One day I hope to become a published poet :)
Behind these doors,
This damned room,
This god damn floor.
What I wanted,
But my mind,
It's so haunted.
Thoughts of you,
They plague my brain.
Give me an...
"A Calling on the wind"Five years onFrom the start of a changeDirection unknownBut a calling in the windThoughts drawn far awaySearching in the darkWings spread for flightA calling...
I don't think I'm that great at it, but it sure does make me happy and that's all that matters!
Any soul that drank the nectar of your passion was lifted.From that water of life he is in a state of elation.Death came, smelled me, and sensed your fragrance instead.From then on...
Boy on the clothes line
(picture by Robert Doisneau)
I don't need an apology
For hanging me out to dry
Fashion having it
I think it's quite a perfect fit
And I actually quite like...
My mind, on a philosophical current,
completing the enigma which acts a deterrent,
to all forms of darkness, pain and despair
compelling the truth, hanging in the air.....
A continuation of First verse of a poem I've now named, ''An Enigmas War''
I stand there, glancing across the plain,
I see just across no man's land,
My dark side, my hatred, and...
I love to write poetry it's my way of expressing myself <3
I started writing poetry after my big brother died when I was 14 to find a way to express my feelings.
But it wasn’t until 2013 when I started to actually publishing my poems on...
I appreciate poetry. I don't write it myself much, but when I read the poetry of others I feel like the beauty and mystery of life has been artfully plucked from the air and woven...
Oh Brain Oh Brain
I have to concentrate.
This is important, this poem.
A poem about poetry.
I have to do this, I CAN do this.
Oh, look, a butterfly!
I love butterflies...
"What is poetry?" a lady asked a poet, and he answered, "What is poetry? And you ask me that?...poetry...is you".
I absolutely love reading poetry. If anyone has the bravery and time, I would love to see some original poetry, it kinda has that heartwarming effect.
So everyone has been asking for an update so I will post a relatively small one since not much has happened since my last posts.
So I am really appreciative for...
Oh dear heavens yes... My poetry is dark as crap. If you ever want poetry that will make you depressed then I've got you covered.
I remember analyzing this poem in a college English course. The professor wanted us to dissect this to death. Traumatizing really... As i find an appreciation for poetry I didn't...
I do a lot of freestyle writing that I depict as 'dark poetry' open your minds. Let me know what you think please
----- Interlude: food for thought
It's not always how you...
Shakespeare lover of mine, what inspired you to write pieces that stood the test of time?
Did you take a deep breath, look around, and expressed what overflowed in your bosom?
"Medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for."
I Love Animals
Baked and broiled,
grilled and fried.
So good, I'm gonna die.
I love animals,
how 'bout you?
This 'poem' came into existence as a...
I started writing when I was 9 years old. I found myself hidden in a far corner, with pieces of paper and little tiny nubby pencils. Writing has always been my outlet and way of...
As The World Rhymes:
A True Story of A Man That Rhymes
by: Rob Paquin
I've been rhyming a real long time. Hell, it goes all the way back to my formative years when I was writing...
I can't stop writing. Its an absolute necessity for me, an addiction even. I look for new forums to express myself. Though I realize EP is not likely a place where my work will be...
Poetry of Hafiz (Persian poet)
I said I long for thee
You said your sorrows will end.
Be my moon, rise up for me
Only if it will ascend.
I said, from lovers learn