¨My black and white muse
I feel sorry that i did not love you
But i did not
But love itself¨
I ¨write¨ and love poetry indeed, but not to materialize my feelings or to lull my...
I write poetry in booksie and I posted this one a while ago and I thought maybe you guys would want to see it http://www.booksie.com/other/poetry/highlights/like-an-eagle
I love to write poetry so anyone who needs a song message me. I write many types of poems
Hey everyone :D my name is Zanna I'm 16 and love to write poetry ! this is a poem i wrote called sunrise
A twist of blood in the sky
A cascade of colours
Ready to die...
I won't be posting it, but I'm writing a poem for and about my father. It's been about since I've been able to write. I read the first draft on Father's Day and he was choked up...
Form of poetry/rap
it's a tragedy
a pretty girl looking so raggedy
this ain't a pitty party don't say what happen to me
cause what happen to you won't happen to me
I love writing poetry. I find it soothing and therapeutic. This poem is for anyone who has lost someone they love and now a piece of their heart is in heaven.
To My Heart In...
I've written one good poem.
Sometimes I think that I poured so much of my soul into writing it, that I will never express myself completely again.
I spent so much effort molding...
I wrote most of my poetry between the ages of fourteen and twenty-two with a spurt in my late thirties. Every now and then a new poem emerges. As I've mentioned elsewhere I've...
Poetry is good
Poetry is fun
I like writing poetry
But I'm not very good at it
I like poetry. I like to write it too, but I'm not even close to being as good as my friend is. But still, I was digging through some of my old papers and found this. I wrote it a...
No hate comments plz
Love sucks when it's only you,
The one that gives until they're blue
You give your heart until it bleeds
But they don't care about your needs
I'm here I am your dear friend.
I'm always here for you.
If you need a shoulder to cry on, I'm here.
I'll stand for you.
I don't care if you think you're ugly I'll stand next to...
Hey everyone! I write a poetry blog! Check it out: www.punkprockpericaliya.wordpress.com
The color of Hailey is despair.
It cries a flooding river.
Screams no words, but feelings.
Feels only pain.
Follows no meaningful rhyme.
This is not poetry, but escape from reality...
Hello! I've had a poetry blog for about to years now, it's mostly free verse with a few short stories and opinionated article thrown in. Check it out: www.punkrockpericaliya...
Hey ep people :) I've been writing a poetry blog for about 2 years now, and it would mean the world to me if anyone here checked it out: www.punkrockpericaliya.wordpress.com
Words spilled on a page,
Head full of rage,
writer's block is a **** off,
especially at my age?
Words flow free like a stream of honey,
this poem is worth how much money?
Gentle hands would knead my back
Telling me not to stress
My body always went into complete submission, I relaxed
Such gentle breath on my skin never failed to caress...
“Frankenstein.” (Revised Version)
Here I am all alone,
I knew this day would come my master always said it surely would,
Now here I lay waiting in silence...
'Through Their Eyes.'
Everyone is scared tonight. I can feel it.
We're not saying anything but we don't have too.
It takes one person to be brave for the rest of us to follow...
I may seem different
I may not be who I was before in your eyes
She is still here that girl you knew
Now I am just putting my walls down
Showing the real...
Drugs and pills
Do nothing for me
Cures my injury
Pleasure replace my pain
Kissing you again
Better than any pill
I see you sitting over there all alone.
I know you wanna go out but I just got home.
I know your thinking, don't you want to eat.
Yea I'm hungry but id rather kick up my feet...
This is a poem about a friend I didn't know I had romantic feelings for until long after we had a falling out.
"Thinking of You"
I think of you
So long ago
Yet not so far away...
about someone who i could never completely have. what a ****** up day....
how can we let go when our hands are tied together
how can we stop dancing when music still plays
The Fear Killer
fear, killer of my creative spirit.
stalking me in my thoughts, this
dark lover leaves notes in the dusty
corners of my mind. Fear hides
and it whispers and it...
The constant compliments
And simple hugs
Turned my world upside down
Talking to me on a bad hair day
Making sure after school I was ok
You me feel a special type of way
The way you...
This summer, I am going on a guided study trip with some friends. I happen to like one of my friends (I fall for every guy taller than me), but something is hinting to me that he...
...a poem I wrote a while ago.... found it... thought I would share with you fine people.
Life isn't fair, nor Is it just, but I need to keep my head up.
The water is slowly...
What is it about the light,
The one when we're dying
Does it make us think the future's bright?
Every time we've stood standbying
A kid in need,
Being pushed and teased,
I met this girl
The other day
We talked about stuff
Then she went away
Her face went to Tucson
For a holiday
But then she came back
And her face came too
She said she likes...
I used to, when I was in a really bad place. That was about 10 or 11 years ago and I had lost the notebook where I wrote it all. I found it online, on a site where I used to post...
I did it to not hurt you
So you wouldn't feel hurt
I didn't want you to feel pain
I tried to save you from that feeling but I was so wrong even through I tried saving you from...
You dont have to talk to me
Or acknowledge who i am
you dont have to guide me
to the promised land
You dont need to help me
You shouldnt even care
Im just another...
if time would be still
Can i just have one day to steal?
To have that day, for us to be together
To have that moment that will never wither?
I want to feel that day.. that very...
Rain come down pour down
I lost her love
I don't know why
I was just myself
The one she said she wanted.
Rain come down pour down
I went to see her
I was like a kid in love
As I'm sitting here
with my little cousin on my lap,
I start to wonder,
what miracles have come to the earth:
The beautiful ocean,
the stars in the sky,
Everyday life is harder to live
The pain continues to wear me down
It stays till I’ve got nothing left to give.
The only thing I feel is run-down.
I want this pain to go away.
His Moon flower
she whispered in his ear,
"I love you more than pink
loves a blush." with a back
page kiss to the day. settled
in to his chest and wrapped in
My Dear Lucifer
Are you a figment of my imagination?
Or a creature of creation?
These are questions I've been asked.
My expressions have been masked.
My appearance isn't one...
as day is gently washed away
on the sounds of her voice whispered sweetly
the tangle of words slip quiet into the
slumber of my heart
waking the dreams always near