This Was For Angela... - I wrote this for my friend Angela on 11 June 1988, we were 22 years old and she had a beautiful blonde haired, blue eyed baby daughter named Brittany...
And Then Again... - I wrote this during a particularly confusing and painful time in my life...my marriage was extremely wounded and slowly bleeding to death. It was 10 April...
Was The Only Way To Breath. - I was drowning in my emotions and pain for years. Eventually I discovered poetry. A life saver in its own. I would write up to like 3 poems a day. I...
Some I Found On My Buddy4u Profile From 2003 I Was 13. - Ive been excluded and somewhat diluted in my thinkingmy heart along with my pride feels like its slowly fadingI'm feeling...
Once Upon A Time - I recently found this one while searching through an old notebook for a sheet of blank paper. It was written for a girl I was in love with at the time, who...
when you have that perfect backup plan only for when things go a little too far left,
you know things are not going your way.
then you think that there are things...
"The Girl Within" -
“The Girl Within”
Inside my body trembles, my heart is beating fast,
God help me to escape the memories of my past.
I Barely Remember Writing This One - am i breathing? am i struggling to hold on another day?
am i dieing? is my soul breaking free to another plane?
its certainly not easy for...
Graffiti - I am graffiti on a wall
Some people admired me
They said I was a work of art
I was a colorful design
making a statement in this world
I hold a hidden message
I like to write poetry. But its very deep poetry. If you cannot handle it then don't look at my page...because its full of poetry and open-minded thoughts. If you'd like you can...
I used to write poetry everywhere I went. In scattered napkins dugged to the bottom of my purse, in the back of my hand or whispering to someone before they sleep. Sometimes I...
I know it says "I love to write poetry" but I don't write it. I would love to but don't know how. Is there anyone who has written poetry and can give my advice? Please & thankyou...
Expected you to fall with the desire /
In that winter hopes spring /
You expect with the fire of passion /
That radiates your three gold dress /
With the refinement and...
A little girl used to laugh at jokes he told her.
Half the times she didn’t understand a word.
But, she tried to mimic back every joke she learned.
Bet, he had a ball laughing at...
Soldier boy come running home
to see your family,
we missed you don’t you know
the time has come for us to be.
I wish I’d spent more time with you
I wish we’d had more fun...
The pain in her eyes
The pain in her eyes
Tells the truth, while her mouth lies
She’s destroying herself for peace of mind
Because her demons know how to hide
Her demons making...
MY FIRST 45
when i was young
i pledged allegiance to a flag
back when brown paper was considered a bag
and if you wanted to know the price you would look for a tag
and we all...
....EP week at a glance....Monday.....gesture, ...fondle profile, fanTuesday...log in to to the euphoria of a new friend....exchange pleasantries with ep mail....learn all about...
Well, it's like looking for the starting point of a rainbow. But what else is there to live for?
I dream of an alluring girl who lives poetically; a girl who smiles when she hears...
Here's a little something I wrote
It's untitled & probably also unfinished
Let me know what you think
I used to be a fan of the outdoors
Now out doors is on your front porch...
This one is one of my favorite and it was published in our school paper. I know it doesn't sound that good and I'm still working on it but I meant every word in it. So what do you...
From a stream to a waterfall
I used to be…
Lazy and barely moving
Slow and barely existent.
But now I am…
Carefree and daring.
Noticed and loved by...
Background Info: This poem is about my current dorm mate and how she moved in this semester. Last semester I didn't have one and got so used to being alone until she came. On the...
You are a timid movement,
a crackling vermillion flame,
shooting empty cases at ongoing angels.
Another glorified tool he used to show off, rust and mold began to fester at your...
"she is poetry"
the trials of the free mind in gilded cage
reflected in the ever changing cityscape of this hovel
but even unadorned ramshackle house
has the beauty of heaven in...
I've Made it This Far
As I travel the distance, light turns into darkness.
I'm patting the walls searching for a path.
I can tell when I'm warm; I can tell when I'm cold. But I...
She keeps ******* drowning
(Over and over)
And the hair
spreads out above the water
I am happy
And I think less about things than I used to
I think it might be strange
A Piece of Me
See I used to love you but you didn't get it.
Said you loved me but you never meant it.
Time passed us by
And then you realized
How much I was always on your mind...
You're so clearly stressed and depressed always worrying about what comes next you want to breathe you reach for air but darling you don't even realize that you're not just...
I don't want to be famous.
I used to want to be thought as fabulous.
But why should I rely on others' approval of me?
I'm tired of that already, I can't be defined by who others...
This is probably my favorite kind of poetry.
Scarlet Dream- Am I awake or am I asleep because the emotions I feel when I speak to her are unreal . The love I have found cant be reality , but I don't plan on waking up from...
Mainly free verse/no rhyme/romance/melancholy.
My laptop recently broke and i had written all my poetry on it.
i love poetry but it feels like there are only few ppl who appreciates the beauty of it
My lovely sunshine
Our poetry will forever bond us
In this life, as well as our next
Much the way it did in our last
Our words, touch our soul
These thoughts, reverberate to our...
Please note this was just in my head, I am not sure it counts as poetry but here goes.
I see connections, those connections between two seemingly unrealating events. You draw...
"This" is not poetry, it is instead, a dead and decaying, yellow rose...
The universe is a computer simulation
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead
cthulu conducts the holy mass...
I have always been shy to share my poetry but maybe ill work up the nerve and share some with you all .. Eventually
You said to me
As if there were nothing wrong
With hooking fingers through my rib cage
Splaying open my chest
Setting quiet spirits free
Into a forest I can...
My phlegmatic daughter
I don’t believe that poetry exists
I saw my favourite record
roll across the pavement
I took polaroids
because of the white border
And I once kissed...
I express my daily situations and emotions through poetry
A Poetic PerspectiveNovember 23, 2013A Poetic PerspectiveLet this beThe feeling of not knowingWhat love really was till I found youThe perception that it’s crazyBut I&rsquo...
Hey guy's I'm new to EP and I hope you will except who I am I'm a thirteen year old guy who wants to be excepted. I love poetry and anime. No im not a pervert. that out of the way...
A Valentine's Day Sonnet..And just to note, the use of the word "starlet" is the older, perhaps archaic form, meaning "tiny star."
My Muses have failed; their songs bring no...
no inspiration to write anymore.
no motivation to walk out the door.
no hope to keep me going on strong.
no one to help me for very long.
no strength left inside my...
Tonight the sun will set
And take the memory of you
Engulf it in a slumber
And spit it hastily on my world
And the tears unseen on my cheeks
And prayers to my maker unheard
Can someone help me write a poem on the book the catcher in the rye?
Darkness closes in around her, there is no escape.
Slowly autumn fades to winter, all life is swept away.
Except this time... There will be no spring to follow.
No sun will shine...
I can't sleep, 2;05,
Eyes closed, my mind's alive.
Brain wriggling, won't it end?
Driving me around the bend.
Duvet off, then back on,
Pins and needles, come and gone.
The words I write bring thoughts to life, but only hint at the storm you cannot see.
I wish I could be more alive than anyone else
And sit for a whole day, without moving
If I didn’t have epilepsy
in the part of my mind that perceives colours
One day, I could...
I knew a girl
With a love of
The weirder things.
Of course that had to be true,
That's how it has to be
For someone to love me.
She was beautiful,
Though I never saw...
This is a 'Slam poem' I wrote for you.... and all who it applies to. "You" know who you are.
My friends, are seeing red
Everyday, they see red-tape
Read news paper...