I Write Bad Poetry

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    What we glimpse when our hearts are true.

    The supposed winnings of the battles that we humans face on earth. What we seek. What we crave. What we embrace. What only God can grant. A moment of silence and a day of rest.
    Pariah1984 Pariah1984
    31-35, F
    8 Responses Jun 26, 2015

    Worst Four Line Poem.

    This is the first line of my poem. This is the second, the third, the end.
    kazeldragon kazeldragon
    22-25, F
    5 Responses Jul 16, 2007

    Not Just Words

    What is a word Without a voice What is a thought Without a feeling I thought I knew All I needed to Until I realized I didn’t know you The way I want to The way I dream of Still here I am Hanging onto …your next word
    deleted deleted
    26-30
    1 Response Feb 2, 2013

    I think im jealous of your clothes.

    .. We'd problably make babies while you stare at the stars and moon,, we might be far away from each other but we can be face 2 face very soon,, staring in your mocca eyes,, feel the warm of your body temperature for the first time in a body language only your clothes enjoy...
    LiftWeightsLikeBillGates LiftWeightsLikeBillGates
    70+, M
    1 Response Jan 1

    ~ SOULMATE~ When a man asked me to paraphrase

    for him what I meant by 'sexy in my eyes' with regards to what I am seeking in my man, my soul mate, I replied: So I give it back to you: His fire from within: a glow, the luminescence that is blinding; the funny and crazy and passionate and brilliant. [ The broken and...
    Lunadelobos Lunadelobos
    41-45
    3 Responses Nov 28, 2015

    Love, Hate,

    To whom it may concern. I LOVE your warm and caring heart... I LOVE the way you rip and tear mine apart... ~I LOVE YOU~ I LOVE your kind and loving gentle words... I LOVE the way the harsh ones make me hurt... ~I LOVE YOU~ I LOVE all your honesty and truth... I LOVE the cold...
    supermist supermist
    46-50, M
    1 Response Feb 28, 2013

    M.p.d. I have a bunch (if not more) Of

    people in my head They get up at night And play tricks on me When I think that I'm in bed. I wouldn't mind, If one of them Was an O.C.D. neat freak. Who'd get up at night and Clean my house, A couple times a week.. Serenitree1
    Serenitree1 Serenitree1
    70+, F
    Dec 31, 2015

    So anyway Im divorced And it wasnt forced I

    felt pretty low of coursed But it could have been much worsed.
    deleted deleted
    26-30
    3 Responses Jan 10

    Eyes closed Endured thoughts Lightly

    drawn Escaped thoughts Deepened gasps Heavy breaths Exhaled force Come hard!
    SailorsAngel SailorsAngel
    41-45, F
    Feb 14

    Let's not worry, let's not fret Let's enjoy the

    beauty, as the sun sets The breeze on our faces, your hand in mine The warmth of our bodies, so closely entwined I look at you, and you smile back, No whisper, no words Yet I knew for a fact With that smile what you are saying That the day's finish is not our ending
    deleted deleted
    26-30
    1 Response Nov 14, 2015

    Your Hands I love your hands.

    soft, silky. I want them. I love your fingertips I want them. kiss, suck, lick, taste, I want every inch.
    SailorsAngel SailorsAngel
    41-45, F
    Nov 10, 2015

    That Awkward Moment.

    We went to the supermarket....we needed two things... Two innocent objects....but later we cringed. Who would have thought......that two items together. Would make people laugh....like the touch of a feather. She had chafed lips.......and we were cooking a feed. So off to the...
    AtleastImHonest AtleastImHonest
    31-35, M
    5 Responses Feb 26, 2011

     These are my secrets you'll never know,

    this hurt I can't show, so I'll burn this page just like all those times before, it's all the same there and here, a tear is shed a smile is cracked the secret remains, entrenched in this heart, enveloping those bitter aspects of this bleeding past, A haze of confusion lingering...
    gothfairy gothfairy
    26-30, F
    1 Response Aug 17, 2015

    THE CLOUDS OF MY TEARS The clouds; like wafts

    of cotton candy move across my world view: the sliding door/window of my balcony. Their water bound bodies keep them tethered near the ground. Still, they seem fleet for heavy hearted clouds; they move quickly, as though they have an appointment with something special.
    Lunadelobos Lunadelobos
    41-45
    1 Response Nov 19, 2015

    the thing that i want the most is wht cuts me

    everytime soo sad to be soo smart, but always fall for the line knew it was wrong, but still tried to make it right so i ended up alone ,needing you every night the thing that hurts so bad also hurts soo good my pain was my pleasure n u were the one that understood
    braveenoughto braveenoughto
    31-35, F
    Apr 19, 2014

    I Think Cheaters Are Losers LOSER If you

    cheated to win You've already lost You may have her now But consider the cost You've broken a heart And she broke her vow Her husband's the winner You're stuck with her now She cheated on him She'll cheat on you too And when your heart is broken It'll look good on you...
    Serenitree1 Serenitree1
    70+, F
    1 Response Dec 25, 2015

    war paint water boots writ of envy enemy

    troops fire from a needle eyes in the sky dealing in damage comfort in lies recently addressed happily deceased marketed billing slumberers rise
    dubkebab dubkebab
    46-50, M
    1 Response Aug 24, 2015

    Really BAD Poetry Rhyme Thyme like to be

    selective about the words i yosen every single one is very carefully chosen i make up words, like drhyme and shyme because i rather like my poems to rhyme if it makes no sense it doesn't matter as long as it rhymes i don't give a dratter i place the pen on the paper and then...
    Serenitree1 Serenitree1
    70+, F
    1 Response Jan 12

    I stretched my luck Then lost

    that chance I wrote my heart out The battle in my mind I have fought since June The destination i get Is the intended i hope Should it be in vain My heart will pain But, the wound will heal The pain will fade Atleast i tried
    Timmoh Timmoh
    18-21, M
    Sep 21, 2015

    The Meaning Of Life

    There was a time When asked to rhyme I looked the teacher and said Orange? Are you kidding me? Is this some kind of joke? Where do you get off torturing me like that? I'm only 10 for God's sake!
    NoLongerHere NoLongerHere
    41-45, M
    2 Responses Mar 25, 2013

    Uhhhhggg.... Valentines day is fast approaching.

    .. so I figured I'd start working on some poetry... all that romantical crap and stuff. ************************* I love a man who is broken a bit. and can't see the one that I see. When I look thru the cracks I see much of me, with his low self...
    SvveetKiester SvveetKiester
    41-45, F
    2 Responses Feb 1

    Here is my latest Someone on here suggested I

    try to write out my problem in poetry. So I did. I posted it as a question but had to cut out a stanza to do it. Imagine being an unknown baseball player, better than those who are world reknowned, but all you have is boxing gloves and live amongst boxers. Imagine you have...
    QuestionMarks QuestionMarks
    41-45, F
    Nov 14, 2015

    Its raining and my car drives me really

    far Im looking for apartments and nothing rhymes with apartments except for escarpments which is kind of irrelevant in this context.
    deleted deleted
    26-30
    1 Response Jan 9

    Resolution.

    A bittersweet Moment Just now. Both of us Saying We understand Each other. Letting go Is very Hard for me. I won't Forget Anything. It was So special. I loved every Moment. I treasure That time. I'm proud Of Myself. I know When to let go. I'm proud Now... That I won't...
    slsr slsr
    41-45, F
    1 Response Feb 10, 2013

    I dont see the same as you do,

    when i look at you,, i see true beauty in those glancing eyes.
    LiftWeightsLikeBillGates LiftWeightsLikeBillGates
    70+, M
    Jan 1

    My Thoughts On Love.

    Sometimes When it feels Like Love It really Isn't. It may be Caring. It may Just be an Illusion. Delusion. I think It's only Real When it is Shared. Decided. It's not an Emotion. It is a choice. There is no Falling Fireworks You choose It .... Or not. :)
    slsr slsr
    41-45, F
    1 Response Feb 12, 2013

    Stopping To Think While My Dog Gets Irritated

    This little ambiguity just flopped out of my head and onto the floor...unfortunately, I picked it up and now I'm inflicting it on you poor, unsuspecting folks. Let me also add, with the deepest apologies to my favorite poet of all time: Dear Robert, I may borrow your rhyme and...
    BozoBuckets BozoBuckets
    51-55, M
    1 Response Feb 3, 2013

    A Scotsman clad in kilt left the bar one

    evening fair And one could tell by how he walked he'd drunk more than his share He staggered on until he could no longer keep his feet Then stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street. Later on two young and lovely girls just happened by, And one says to the...
    malizz malizz
    66-70, M
    1 Response Sep 6, 2015

    Is life just one big ruse?

    Time just passing by with the blues, Filled with ups and downs and bad news, What is before us, do we really get to choose? Through all the pain and darkness we look for clues, But most of the time we hear just boos, Is it really all about paying just our dues? Do we...
    deleted deleted
    26-30
    1 Response Feb 13, 2015

    Mistaken You unfold

    and stretch upward. Plump, golden, lovely in your simplicity. You imagine that maybe, possibly... You just might be beautiful. You just might be important. You just might be wanted. But then, without notice... You’re cut down. You’re poisoned. You're absently trampled...
    CoffeeFlavoredKisses CoffeeFlavoredKisses
    46-50, F
    3 Responses Jan 29, 2015

    Lee, Please be my bee,

    I'll feed you honey, Even when the day isn't sunny, You her cry when I make you lose, And I've never seen you drink booze, Maybe it's because you're a game character, You should be among the top male Hollywood actor, I shall stop now since its creepy, I can't rhyme it with...
    Pandainpinktutu Pandainpinktutu
    18-21, F
    1 Response Apr 27, 2014

    The cold winter wind pierces my skin,

    Weary and worn out, I don't know where to begin, The fading sun has left a lonely man with nothing more then a shadow of a grin, Battered and bruised and often misused, Forever left in darkness and often abused, Life has no meaning with nothing to lose, Time has made its...
    deleted deleted
    26-30
    1 Response Feb 13, 2015

    I found a great poem in this section of the app

    about a year ago and I wanted to use it for my English class. (We have to recite a poem) The only problem is, I can't find the poem! It's called "Tara" and I've looked all over. If you see it or if you wrote it, can you please send it to me? It goes something like: There's a...
    punchbunny punchbunny
    13-15, F
    1 Response Feb 24

    Help I'm lost and I can't get found Help I'm

    lost and I can't get found My silly head keeps turning round My imagination's gone somewhere And my brain's not playin' fair Now, when I woke up I felt just fine But soon my head filled up with brine So, all I do is sit and brood Because my poems are just no good Can't find...
    Serenitree1 Serenitree1
    70+, F
    1 Response Dec 25, 2015

    Red Light

    My heart is being pulled, Like a Puppet on a String. I go to Your page, Your light is not Green. My Boe Boe is not There.....
    Sassyone1 Sassyone1
    31-35, F
    5 Responses Apr 19, 2013

    They were all so yellow!

    They were all so yellow! The brigtest stars in your blue suede shoes The black agony and the white springboard The hurricane eyes The hurricane eyes! Listening to you Again and in pink
    Clothed Clothed
    41-45, M
    2 Responses Jun 14, 2015

    Danny come look at this screen!

    I dunno pa, where has it been? Watch out they're coming to get you Oh no, papa, I'm afraid and ahhh Choo There we see the two bonding Laugh a little while Tickle the tummy of Kyle Oh the fights of winter is coming Dead, all ist tod Read to us, what was wrote.
    deleted deleted
    26-30
    1 Response Mar 19

    This sandwich tastes good.

    But I've had better. I have to go back to work. But I don't want to. I tomorrow was Saturday But it's not. I want to write good poetry. This is pretty good right?!
    CheezItz CheezItz
    46-50, M
    2 Responses Sep 17, 2015

    Some Poetry Really Annoys Me .....

    Like When they write Dis. joint. ed Random flowery words And then...... Space them like This Like a cluster that is meant to be Deep And Ummmmm.... Etherial. Ooooooh, how Beeeyouteafull Of yourself They call it poetry I call It CAW caw
    Kathieredart Kathieredart
    56-60, F
    8 Responses Apr 3, 2013

    Once a hairy neanderthal whose name we shall

    call Grom found a heavy piece of wood and thought as hard as a caveman could until at last he understood to him the role of King belonged He knew he couldn't hesitate to split every fellow caveman's pate till on their knees they would await King Grom the greatest of the great...
    puck61 puck61
    51-55, M
    1 Response Aug 13, 2014

    Gonna take a back seat Sit on the fence I ain't

    got opinions I don't make no sense I'm gonna soak up **** 'Til it's coming out my ears Gonna bang the clock another forty years Why? It's keeping me in beers The Working Man
    deleted deleted
    26-30
    Nov 11, 2015
    RandomExistence RandomExistence
    16-17, M
    Mar 15

    I am washing down the lump in my throat with

    every swig of my beer. Why aren't you here? Where is it that you went? It was my always my devotion that I sent. As I sit here contemplating the end, Only one message I wish you would send. I must say goodbye doll - as I walk down the hall....to my dark new adventure.
    Unsatisfiedstace2 Unsatisfiedstace2
    46-50, F
    1 Response Mar 19

    my love gave me a safety vest.

    it seems a simple thing.. wasn't a Lamborghini, or a condominium... A first-class trip to Paris, or even a county fair.. and if i were to tell him, he probably wouldn't understand.... he said I should probably wash it..... It smells a bit you see, (and it does) But it smells...
    SweeetKiester SweeetKiester
    41-45, F
    1 Response Sep 3, 2014

    Storm clouds and lightning in her eyes.

    ... thunder in her voice. The warning scream of a panther as she gives you her command. Best you heed the warning boys... Cause, whether Storm or Cat... You try to mess with that girl, She'll tell you where it's at... And after you're all wet, shivering and alone.... The sun...
    SvveetKiester SvveetKiester
    41-45, F
    2 Responses Aug 13, 2015

    If I were to say goodbye,

    Would you even ask me why? If I were to walk away, Would you try to make me stay? If I were to disappear from this world today, Would you ever say, Come back home to me?
    themanoflegends themanoflegends
    26-30, M
    1 Response Oct 9, 2015

    We had to do poetry journals in 7th grade,

    and half my poems were about not knowing what to write about. Then there was one about popcorn, one about poems (both were concrete poems), and one about a hamburger (based on Jabberwocky). There were also other weird ones, but I don't remember one.
    LanelJaento LanelJaento
    16-17, T
    Dec 26, 2015

    Although I showed early promise

    as a writer of obscene song lyrics and can occasionally write prose that doesn’t stink too bad, I have never been able to write any poetry (other than some semi-humorous limericks) that was worth reading. So…I decided to see if a poem generator (http://www.runokone...
    Rutterman Rutterman
    41-45, M
    4 Responses Feb 27

    I'll Bring Dessert I think I'll bring bananas.

    I'm sure you'll all agree, Bananas are an easy food And fun for you and me. You never have to wash them; You simply peel and eat. Just remember to toss the peel And only eat the meat. If someone doesn't like them, I'll bring along a cake. I have a tasty recipe That's really...
    Serenitree1 Serenitree1
    70+, F
    Jan 16

    I see you sitting back there.

    In the dark. Your narrowed eyes on me. I feel you back there. In the fog. Casually pulsating with warning. You're just biding your time. Waiting for your chance to dominate and lay me low.
    CoffeeFlavoredKisses CoffeeFlavoredKisses
    46-50, F
    6 Responses Mar 29, 2015

    Introspection I sit alone on this mossy old

    stone on a cold wet winters day and I remember places and loved ones faces they all seem so far away I don't really care if your reasoning tells you that I am strange cause your red neck ways won't leave you room to face the tides of change It's ignorance and hypocrisy and I...
    puck61 puck61
    51-55, M
    4 Responses Aug 25, 2014
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