Write poetry has helped me process a lot of my feelings that I tend to suppress, especially since I'm more of an introvert. One of my favorite poems I wrote so far about a guy I...
I write poetry, yes this is true.
Here is one that is brand new!
First LegStyle Poem of Twenty Fifteen,
Follow the link to where it can be seen!
I write poetry to deal with loneliness and insecurity and my poems, although simple, will put anyone in a deep pit of sucky ickyness.
I write poetry, this is true.
From the looks of it, so do all of you!
My favorites are limericks, I've written a few!
If you'd like to read them, vist here legstyle.blogspot.com...
Above the scarlet oceans,
above the crimson sands,
I stand high upon divinity,
and witness the fate of tortured lands.
Fires burning to the West,
heaped bodies to the East,
a metallic smell rampaged
through the quiet hall;
downstairs a cry slaughtered the air,
electric eyes rolled back a form of white.
They rushed the day in pairs,
I haven't written anything for years, but I used to write quite a lot of poetry
It's been a very long time since I've written any poetry and it wasn't that great, in my opinion. The poem I'm about to share was written a good 5+ years ago. It was my last and...
I often try to write my thoughts
I do that all the time.
And in the course of doing that,
I often make them rhyme.
The format used don’t matter much,
What no one wants to talk about,
If you leave it, it'll go away
The thing that's just unspeakable
A word no one wants to say
But it's something you can't ignore
You can't leave it...
I love to write song lyrics and poetry.
It was before my time
The wind had kept me so tight
Like a dingy upon the rough ocean front
An emotion crippling me
My thoughts drawn out like a cartoon
This so called fear of...
Far more then tears
Beyond what the mind can receive
The blank stares that I endure
I cannot be hurt
I fear the worse
The life I once had, has now no...
I once heard a soundIt came as quick as the nightSunset down behind the lightAnd there I found something not rightA heartA beatLaying beside my feetI saw a chance to fix it upTo...
"We've all been there, honey."
On the tile floor of your bathroom, broken down crying, slit wrists bleeding out your pain, your head between your knees begging "God, please...
She believed in right and wrong
Yeah she stayed strong
She used to have chats with her brain
Nah she wasn't insane
She created her own site
Replaced the blackness with white
"Sinner, Sinner, I Don't Miss You"
Supposed to be
Who would save me.
Don't you see
The scars I left
Upon my heart?
Sweet perfection beating in my chest
A modesty so pure and true
I want to kiss you under the sheets and tell you that you're beautiful to me.
I dream about your midnight eyes...
Sitting in my bed kinda sick thinking about the things I usually avoid thinking about like life, death , and what comes after I almost see fire in my future chapter .
In a sense I...
In my free time I love to read and write. Seems like for me I've been to hell and back. Sometimes I don't know how to express myself to other people so I love to write it out. I...
I don't normally post my poetry on here, but this one was too personal to share with my friends, and I had to show someone.
Elicited by music
I have been told that free writing is a joke, poetry has to rhyme. Absolute nonsense! I'm not going to limit my writing just because my thoughts don't rhyme. That completely...
I'm so happy to find a forum to put up my poetry and meet with people who will appreciate it, thanks....
Conversation with Jack
Shrapnel scars, like you just stumbled into
[okay, what's less bitter than isolation?]
Seclusion. And God, does it feel good.
However, there's only so...
Inspired to write of better times
when the love he needs is real
The mind that thought of everything
began to make a deal
If I change the now to then
I can be happy here
Can I write a poem for you?
Write about your experience
Now life its just a picture and love its just a word
And first and second its always there but some times there's a third
And then for one there will...
I want to write,
But I'm not that bright,
Words are a fight.
I know what I want
Or do I?
I know what I feel
But is it real?
Or is it just
What meets the eye?
I want to...
I wish you had never told me that you wanted to kill everyone who ever hurt me.
I wish you had never made me feel that I never wanted you to understand what you did to me.
Wow this is vivid ******* brightness dude!
I feel like I should be wearing alien warpaint.
Everything is beauty in the vivid existing nothingface.