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I Write Bad Poetry

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    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

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    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

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    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

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    Her Hands

    Her Hands     She looks down at her weary hands. They ache from the toils of the day. For every day they lovingly hold many lives, Gladly being the hand of love, The hand of kindness, The  hand of patience, And the hand of sacrifice. Grateful to to give...
    lonesurvivor lonesurvivor 56-60, F 8 Responses May 23, 2011

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    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 2 Responses Aug 13, 2014

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    Here we are At the end of the rainbow The ocean

    so blue I'm thinking about...the wonder of him He melted your heart You and your chair You and your chair
    Clothed Clothed 41-45, M May 21

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    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 7 Responses Aug 25, 2014

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    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

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    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

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    Roses are red Violets are blue I'm bad at

    poetry If you're good, **** you
    Casualdeviant Casualdeviant 18-21 2 Responses Feb 12

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    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 3 Responses Sep 3, 2014

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    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 9 Responses Apr 3, 2013

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    2:33 Moonlight beckons Bleary beacons Catching

    clouded glass Draws the gaze skyward In the suburban quiet Balmy summer night
    adianoeta adianoeta 26-30, F 1 Response Jun 7

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    The house was on fire The house was on fire I

    didn't like that Didn't like that at all At a a all At a a all House on fire Too many people jumping And thankfully It was a metaphorical fire Nobody was hurt Nobody was hurt Nobody was hu hu hurt
    Clothed Clothed 41-45, M Jul 16

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    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

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    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 3 Responses Jun 14

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    Roses...

    Roses are red. Violets are blue. Why the hell does this damn mosquito keep buzzing around my head? I need a drink. Let's all go out and play frisbee.
    NoLongerHere NoLongerHere 41-45, M 3 Responses Mar 7, 2013

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    A thought! It was something I had never seen I

    tried to touch it I tried to jump around it I tried to keep it in my art But it didn't matter The thought was gone Gone with the wind Gone for the day Gone shopping Gone fishing I tried I really tried to jump
    Clothed Clothed 41-45, M Jul 14

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    Random by moi Music: Opus 44 Dustin

    O'Halloran http://youtu.be/u0Z70xjAWHQ This isn't random, Not a flight of fancy Or a thought that comes and goes. It's well thought out words of loss. Admittedly amateurly said. Every time you pulled away, Every time you rejected, Hands pushing away, Narrowing all the places I...
    yeronlyman yeronlyman 41-45, M 3 Responses 4 days ago

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    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

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    Red ribbon by moi Music: A Symphony

    Pathetique A winged victory for the sullen http://youtu.be/SbY0cMvU6dc The tidal respirations of our ocean lives, Breathing in and out Victims of changing times, Of imperfect loves and frustrations, But desire and living is in the sighs, A pleasure to became victimless by...
    yeronlyman yeronlyman 41-45, M 14 hrs ago

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    Rabbit runs He's the legs

    for the lark He collects from the circle and takes the walk He's the fastest and he has ID. Soon the circle will be comfortable and somewhat blind and the bottles will empty and rabbit runs again Stacked lines on bridge mounts and graffiti on concrete revetments are Rabbits...
    puck61 puck61 51-55, M 3 Responses May 15, 2014

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    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 a week ago

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    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 2 Responses Feb 13

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    I live in fear of being found out.

    I am constantly wondering what might happen if you knew that my smile isn't shatter proof, that my love is overwhelming, that I am human to my core and that I'm scared of everything. Will you run as soon as you see the ugliness in me? Are you immune to the guiles of my...
    AshleyJea AshleyJea 22-25, F 1 Response Jun 28

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    Tired of the dreams we've lost,

    Tired of these holes in our backs from carrying these burdens of the past, Tired of the people who judge what they cannot understand, Tired of feeling guilty for standing up for myself, Tired of standing divided, Tired of the superior attitude of shallow people, Tired of...
    gothfairy gothfairy 26-30, F 1 Response Jul 7

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    Thoughtsinvisible fingers clasp my headoh they

    things they said, the THINGS they said!answers I so desperately seekchurn and burn and grind my souloscillating, spinning beyond my mind's controllay me bare, between the beauty and the darkdeeper and deeper and deeper I sinkdissecting and ripping and tearing and screamingmy...
    SwanSongRebeL SwanSongRebeL 36-40, F 3 Responses Nov 29, 2014

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    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 3 Responses Aug 13

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    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

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    I took a creative writing class in college.

    I can't remember now if I took it because I thought it would be a "bunny" class or if it was required for my Early Childhood Education degree. Doesn't matter really. It turned out to be very significant. The professor looked like a biker gnome: short, stocky, long white hair...
    CoffeeFlavoredKisses CoffeeFlavoredKisses 46-50, F 3 Responses Nov 21, 2014

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    I finished the sentence

    and went out the door Everything was usual I had never seen usual
    Clothed Clothed 41-45, M Jul 14

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    I lost my pink umbrella,

    baby Something happened to my pink umbrella, baby It was raining down from the sky I felt ill, and wanted to die My pink umbrella, baby The sun was shining, baby My pink umbrella lost itself And I wanted to shine
    Clothed Clothed 41-45, M May 15

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    Stay close to me... by moi(Music: The Song of

    Good Hope... Glen Hansard)Stay close to me.Let me feel your warmthOn a cold October daySofter the winter that's coming,And warm a heart and skinThat needs some saving.From all of this mireOf time and lost timeAnd the demons within.Lift up your head and kissForget memories for...
    yeronlyman yeronlyman 41-45, M 2 Responses Aug 16

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    You have so many hours Use them wisely Look at

    the hours They are there for you You are so special
    Clothed Clothed 41-45, M 1 Response May 22

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    My poor computer My poor computer Overload Too

    much load My quiet computer So much on your shoulders My computer My darling computer
    Clothed Clothed 41-45, M Jul 16

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    Don't tell me where to go from here,

    don't mock me with your tone. Don't sift through the mistakes I've made, don't ask me how it goes. It seems to me you've seen it all, your fortunes well in tow. But you're blind to the most certain fact, there's always room to grow.
    AshleyJea AshleyJea 22-25, F May 18

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    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 2 Responses Feb 13

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    My nose! My nose, it was bleeding Bleeding from

    the thoughts of the head above the nose Waiting for the noose
    Clothed Clothed 41-45, M Jul 14

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    The moment of truth came

    after I fell alseep
    Clothed Clothed 41-45, M 1 Response Jul 19

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    Clothed Clothed 41-45, M Jul 19

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    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

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    I like your home I like the garden I like

    cinnamon I like poems written at 2.23am I like dinners I like your CD I like your LP I like this list I don't like this poem
    Clothed Clothed 41-45, M Jul 16

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    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

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    Water by moi Music: All Alright by Sigur

    Ros From The movie Ondine http://youtu.be/J8zuuDeXRMk From water we came From water we shall return Comfort, know all is not lost All is All Alright... I said it the first day and say it tonight. In rain we remember our origins Salted sea waves wash over us Cleanse the...
    yeronlyman yeronlyman 41-45, M 1 Response 2 days ago

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    There you were Feelings

    so tight I hugged you You asked me: "Is this really your favorite songs by the Beatles?" I said "no" We went for a walk I saw something interesting in the corner
    Clothed Clothed 41-45, M May 22

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    So many sad songs, baby A happy song here

    and there And then sad songs here, there and everywhere Sad songs pouring from the sky Like sugar in my manmade tea How many raindrops, baby How many sad songs for you and me? Stay quiet Drink your tea Drink your water and be happy, happy and free
    Clothed Clothed 41-45, M May 20

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