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I Write Poems That Rarely Rhyme

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    Poet.

    Three things which inspire the poet: An eye to see the world with brightness A heart which smells with sincerity And the courage to return it loyally.
    juliegirlie juliegirlie 41-45, M 1 Response Jun 29, 2011

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    Poetry Doesn't Have To Rhyme

    but songs usually do ... I've published 7 books of verse (+ a couple of novels) in Australia, but I've only ever written 2 poems that rhymed. Yes, they were both very successful performance pieces. ended doing them as talking blues. but, to the point: Ghazal to the beloved on...
    raedeejay raedeejay 66-70, M Dec 13, 2012

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    A Wrinkle In Time

    The layers surround her little world a world of pain pain penetrating her layer by layer penetrating her innocence innocence never known by her little world Known as life to her life that she has always struggled to love always feeling cheated feeling within layers of her despair...
    melz1108 melz1108 26-30, F Nov 18, 2010

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    Mecanicity ?

    The usage of rhymes is too often a mechanical adaptation of identical sounds. The assembly of words and ideas without mechanical research is often closer to real human feelings.
    juliegirlie juliegirlie 41-45, M 2 Responses May 22, 2011

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    O Ye Little Faith

    When will you learn to take each moment as it comes without faltering.Whining at what it might turn out to be.Your lack of trust is a great handicap, and it is organically tied with your inner wealth. Which turns out to be dust and ashes.
    thesower thesower 51-55 Jan 28, 2012

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    When You're Alone.

    What do you feel when you're alone? Not a speckle or sparkle nor barely a particle, of noun. No single wisp or eyes upon, Places left or future gone. With no judgment of actions or words or faces, How do you act with no one to occupy these spaces? Does red water spill over your...
    Hippopotomus Hippopotomus 13-15, F Sep 27, 2012

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    Yellowish Death

    Swirling blue neuron's get crossed I can no longer breath click click click click AHHHHHAHHHHH. Its slowly kills my soul. a yellowish death stole so much of my life. Greed is what I can compare "it" to, nothing will ever heal my wounds, that nice blue sky eye was replace by...
    melz1108 melz1108 26-30, F Nov 18, 2010

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    Lollipops And Loving You.

    bittersweet memories, our affections all gone sour, happiness wraps around sugary sweet confections, tongues stained crimson whisper our misfortune.
    sinflower sinflower 26-30, F Apr 22, 2011

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    So True

    Sometimes when i write them i wonder if i could really consider it a poem, or just a short story
    lekseia lekseia 16-17, F 2 Responses Oct 29, 2011

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    No Need to Rhyme

    You can write a poem without a rhyme. Rhyming is irrelevant when poetry is the subject.
    LylaRocks LylaRocks 26-30, F Feb 10, 2009

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    I Was So Happy to Find This Group. Mine Never Rhyme. :d

    Just one glimpse of how your hair lays across the pillowcase and I find myself breathless tears sliding their way from the corners of my blessed eyes. Yours are closed. Locked away in some velveteen slumber You lie still as I wrap myself around you Closer and closer...
    lastleafoffall lastleafoffall 26-30 Dec 27, 2008

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    The best way is to write, fragile screaming tortured soul, withering away deep inside yet alive on paper, hoping yet life fleeting by. Slowly dying. Inside and Out.
    krystalkool84 krystalkool84 26-30, F Feb 18

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    I'm going to write a poem in italian can't wait to do it and see how it looks
    Storyguy007 Storyguy007 18-21, M 6 days ago

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    MOON AND NATURE the magnetic moon, hypnotic, full in the black February sky, its soft persistent pull caresses me, and I would fly. the white, mysterious moon that light's your...
    paulie138 paulie138 66-70, M Feb 6

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    WHEN THE DOOR OPENS: a draft death is a door opening. it is not an ending nor a fresh beginning. it is perhaps an unexpected turn of the road, an entry into the...
    paulie138 paulie138 66-70, M Feb 8

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    She can kill me with silence I hang on her every word Her happiness means the world to me I love her so I hope I didn't hurt you I hope you don't go :c
    DoorMattress DoorMattress 13-15, M 2 Responses Feb 8

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    Different loves I have received But all alone I will be. Love of hate. Love of pain. Love of lust. Love of insane. I have felt every love given my way. Even the purest of love I...
    Layla1721 Layla1721 26-30, F 1 Response Feb 9

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    In the safe arms of a true friendI surrendered my heart;And she, with gentle hands, caressedTo soothe the passion I possessed;That Rampant beast that tore my chest apart ...
    Bobhoglin Bobhoglin 46-50, M 1 Response Feb 13

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    I know nothing anymore Is it a game And is selling love in a store Is your aim ? congrats you won the score but dont be glad its a shame You block your feelings with a door...
    Rwnn Rwnn 13-15, F Feb 13

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    They act so happy. But really they cry. Forced to wrestle. Buts that's a lie. ....... They touch in nasty spots. Refs watches close. Couches forces them to touch. ..... Crowds...
    100espeon 100espeon 16-17, F Feb 16

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    Illusions on the screen I touch my screen and see you there.. you just silence no voice,no talk,no speak.. I am wake up everyday just to know you.. days after days,years after...
    myselfhere myselfhere 22-25, F Feb 17

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    DECISIONS honey, you gotta hang this bu**sh** up! you can't keep going the way you are, and if you try, you're going to drop, your pickled brain stuffed in a jar. I'm not trying...
    paulie138 paulie138 66-70, M Feb 18

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    DEALERS I've been smoking pot since sixty-seven; I'll look for a dealer when I get to heaven. but every dealer I can find is possessed of a criminal mind: me first, you last, be...
    paulie138 paulie138 66-70, M 1 Response Feb 18

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    THE HUNTING TRIP I don't know how I became lost; it was familiar territory I crossed. I found a cave I didn't recognize. I lay there tired and closed my eyes. next moment I was by...
    paulie138 paulie138 66-70, M Feb 20

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    The ceiling casts a shadow on her head. The new day wraps herveyes as a blindfold. Her bed of flowers still remains in her head where she and her reflection crush them. She walks...
    Danceofhours Danceofhours 41-45, M 1 Response Feb 21

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    ​She caught the tide and sailed into the mist Blue eyes fixed on grey horizonswith nothing, save one last departing kiss, a smileAnd a pirate captain to set her sail,She...
    Bobhoglin Bobhoglin 46-50, M 1 Response Feb 21

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    Dyed brown hair and crooked smile Naturally tan with eyes that plead "stay a while" Elegant fingers that grope your heart Sharp little teeth to rip you apart Her soul, her life was...
    JessicaLofley JessicaLofley 18-21, F 1 Response Feb 24

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    Dyed brown hair and crooked smile Naturally tan with eyes that plead "stay a while" Elegant fingers that grope your heart Sharp little teeth to rip you apart Her soul, her life was...
    JessicaLofley JessicaLofley 18-21, F Feb 24

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    DOWN TO THE WOODS: A Sentimental Claptrack remember when we used to go down to the woods, along the creek. I wonder if that path is still there now. I wonder too, who else walked...
    paulie138 paulie138 66-70, M 1 Response Feb 25

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    i want to dedicate this very friend and poem to a special Person and the first one i met when i came to EP ;) When we first talked to each other I knew we would always be friends...
    lovingCuteSmartGirl lovingCuteSmartGirl 18-21, F 1 Response 5 days ago

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    SUNDAY so much for Sunday; I slept the day through, when it could have been a fun day, thinking of you. you wouldn't have known the thoughts that I had: you, proud on a throne...
    paulie138 paulie138 66-70, M 3 days ago

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    I used to write poems when I was younger. But I have lost that spark somehow. Check out what I've written and let me know what you think. Recalledtolife.wordpress.com.
    socalbored socalbored 22-25, M Feb 20

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    I usually write poems, but I'm currently working on a book on WattPad. If anyone's interested, let me know and I'll give you the name :)
    Ellytheoutcast Ellytheoutcast 13-15, F Feb 20

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    My poems are short and don't always have rhyme or rhythm, I don't even know if some of them can be counted as poems, but I'm going to post some up here to see what you guys think...
    turbotang turbotang 18-21, M Feb 18

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    Broken Glass Mirrors I am a shy mental mute Who rarely ever likes to distribute my feelings And as if being different was bad enough I was an outcast I still have red marks and...
    GlassMirrors GlassMirrors 13-15 3 hrs ago

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    Welcome to Poetry Poems! Poetry News About the Author About The Poet Home Login Please enjoy your visit. Welcome to My Poetry Site 14 Poems...
    madhukpattiath madhukpattiath 51-55 Feb 18

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    "I call it bad poetry # 2" manic rudimentary ramblings of a man child with poetic constipation and stuck in a quatrain rut. This feeling is nagging Is it a love song, or self...
    puck61 puck61 51-55, M Feb 13

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    "The Worst Poem Ever" This is the worst poem ever; nothing noteworthy profound or clever; no meter, no measure, a confusing tone. It's the worst poem ever so leave me alone. It...
    puck61 puck61 51-55, M 2 Responses Feb 13

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    feeling and vision intertwine changing all that is touched changed from the touching touched by all that changes words form images images stories stories paint pictures pictures...
    flip420 flip420 46-50, M 1 Response Feb 9

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    THE SADDEST POEM by Pablo Neruda I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. Write, for instance: "The night is full of stars, and the stars, blue, shiver in the distance...
    littlegirl03 littlegirl03 18-21, F Feb 19

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    To label one by actions and define them by their crimes Would be the same as if we judged a poets life by rhymes Though written words may whisper as each of our actions speak The...
    baconrind baconrind 26-30, M Feb 11

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    "Tara" There's a ghost inside the mirror staring back into your eyes. What exactly brought you here? It's a wonder how time flies. Have you ever traveled back in time to the day...
    puck61 puck61 51-55, M 1 Response Feb 13

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    "Gibberish Journey". I strolled among lavendills in the pithy piney plodding hills bearing the brunt of burdensome bollocks as I garnished grins of whippoorwills. On a plateau...
    puck61 puck61 51-55, M 1 Response Feb 13