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I Write Poetry About Me Or My Day

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    I See You

    Hey ***** how dare you say you see me when you don't even see yourself without a blemish? I hate your flagrant hypocrisy running around pretending to be so sweet like buttercup honey flowing without a care to soothe the minds of men asleep... I cannot take this any longer nor can...
    indigowitch indigowitch 22-25, F Aug 19, 2012

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    Broken Machines

    I am yet again faced with an assignment to do as preparation to fill my role in society, My computer is slow to ignite and be of service tonight as I struggle with the lie we are made to live, We are all just broken computers I believe who can take no more of this world's low...
    indigowitch indigowitch 22-25, F Aug 19, 2012

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    Darkness...

    Darkness thumps in my head from my toes touching the earth into my nerves, This world is a sickness infested bed of insanity, Why should we continue to run the race of a sack of perves? I get sick and bored of the same old repeated banality!!!!!!!!! If it was really all just a...
    indigowitch indigowitch 22-25, F Aug 19, 2012

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    The Best Dreamer

    If this life is all but a mere dream, Let us all dream together now, And let the best dreamer win!!!!
    indigowitch indigowitch 22-25, F Aug 19, 2012

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    Day 1.when Can I Be Ready?

    The lack of who I am is obsess with my illusions,The river of my thoughts filled with sinful addictions.My mind thinks tomorrow will pass,my heart ignores as I trample deep into the earth's grasp.I'm stuck in my independents listening to the voices of illusions,Keep drowning my...
    NoLifeOnEP NoLifeOnEP 22-25, M 1 Response Jul 24, 2012

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    I write poetry because it helps me deal with stress in my life. It is a way to collect my thoughts and put them into a structure that I can then come to better understand . It is...
    whatdoyousee whatdoyousee 18-21, M 2 Responses 8 hrs ago

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    I don't claim to be a poet, though I sometimes write poetry, albeit poorly. I write what happens to be in, or pouring from, my heart and soul. This is for, to, and about, my best...
    waterbaby79 waterbaby79 31-35, F a week ago

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    As we are born into a world , that seems like a blank white back ground. We over time develop a canvas to paint ,our words and ideas on . However as we add leaves trees and...
    whatdoyousee whatdoyousee 18-21, M 1 Response 8 hrs ago

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    Everything about u drove me completely wild Your eyes, your mouth and only God knows what else I don't think you will ever understand Or maybe you'll never talk to me again But I...
    teenwolf360 teenwolf360 13-15, F 7 hrs ago

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    -Madman- Trapped inside my own head With nothing but my own crazy thoughts and dreams to sooth me. I know the pain of a killer He dwells inside of me. I've felt the courage of hero...
    NekoGal NekoGal 22-25, F 3 hrs ago

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    I know this might seem obvious already, but I love poetry. It's one of the few forms of writing that I enjoy writing over reading. I used to do it as a kid, write out little rhymes...
    BrokenWingedDove BrokenWingedDove 16-17 Nov 29

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    I usually don't like poetry because people who write it sounds stupid to me sometimes. Saying **** like "the wind was just an echo from my soul" that kinda poetry ****** me off...
    Wynnieskye Wynnieskye 16-17, F 2 Responses Nov 23

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    A letter- by A. Leek I decided that it's about time to just focus on me. To love myself unconditionally. I've not only neglected but I have been so abusive to myself. I have put...
    alxvii alxvii 18-21, F Dec 1

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    I'm usually pretty good at poetry, but I haven't written in years and I kinda lost my touch. We have to write a poem in English, though, and I've been stuck these past few days. I...
    janinelolol janinelolol 13-15, F Dec 7

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    I never used to like poetry but when my mentor sat me down about how I can experience new things to find my true talent, I gave in. So I stumbled across the first poem I ever wrote...
    Tattooheartxd Tattooheartxd 18-21, F 1 Response Nov 22

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    Our life’s events are written down In the Journals of our mind. We write about the loves we’ve lost And those we hope to find. We write about our hopes and fears To store...
    lasergraph lasergraph 61-65, M 3 Responses Dec 5

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    Nov 23, 2014 4am Oh,my look at the time, God it's 4 am, And I haven't even closed my eyes. What is wrong with me, Why do I not sleep? Is it the storm outside, Or the one raging...
    yonnie97 yonnie97 16-17, F Dec 3

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    The “In” Group The school year started like normal for Caleb. He was in the same classrooms, had the same teachers and friends, and knew the school like the back of his hand...
    GirlforGod2 GirlforGod2 13-15 Dec 6

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    Life’s Roads We travel down the roads of life, Each of us in our own way. Some of us make massive plans While others take it day by day. No matter what kind of plans we...
    lasergraph lasergraph 61-65, M Nov 24

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    The Ploy of Lucy Linger One cold deliberate morning, Lucy Linger lay uncomfortably in her bed. The usual softness and warmth of her beloved cat was missing from her side. She rose...
    secretme1970 secretme1970 41-45, F 6 days ago

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    Place de carrousel So, I'm too small to fit in the shopping mall carousel's steampunk rocket ship. I found this out the hard way. I ended up doing some counting as I didn't quite...
    LegitimateRabbit LegitimateRabbit 18-21, M 2 Responses Nov 22

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    Reflecting on Summer i'm sitting among the tangled roots of an old mountain pine….its trunk serves me well as a backrest as i look out over the cliff watching a mountain stream...
    flip420 flip420 46-50, M 2 Responses 6 days ago

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    I have awaken again and just like before, My thoughts have centered on you. Just like yesterday which has faded away My thoughts begin each day anew. I not only begin each day...
    lasergraph lasergraph 61-65, M 2 Responses Nov 25

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    Chaos I remember a time when I was wanted, but have yet to find out what changed. I play my life over and over, until it drives me insane. When I was a little girl, I believed...
    babyjane96 babyjane96 18-21, F Dec 4

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    3 shades: Black White & Grey What are the colors of the rainbow? Most eyes see a vibrant world painted by the full color spectrum soaking up the light prisms as they cast...
    writingmyrelease writingmyrelease 26-30, F 2 Responses Dec 11

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    3 shades: Black White & Grey What are the colors of the rainbow? Most eyes see a vibrant world painted by the full color spectrum soaking up the light prisms as they cast...
    writingmyrelease writingmyrelease 26-30, F 4 Responses Dec 12

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    My heart on EP My heart has felt many emotions in such little time I'll try to put it in a poem and see if it will rhyme. Looking for attention is what I first came to seek little...
    DandelionsJourney DandelionsJourney 46-50, F 2 Responses Nov 22

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    Breaking My Bad: -------------------------------- A world of hurt surrounds me, but I no longer feel its pain, my words in composition struggle to feed my brain. Why is it I...
    EnternalSoul EnternalSoul 46-50, M Nov 25

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    Thankful by Josephwrites It is that time, in America To be thankful for what is given To be mindful of what could have been Or what might have been, if. And to be grateful for...
    josephwrites josephwrites 41-45, M 2 Responses Nov 27

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    My one and only darling we, Make love just like an apple tree, We fall down in each others branches, Falling down and taking chances, Isn't that what love is all about? And to the...
    BigBlittleb123 BigBlittleb123 16-17, M Nov 29

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    Every Minuit there's somebody being slain Every second somebody will cry in pain Somewhere right now somebody's having their first kiss Somewhere right now you'll find...
    Fallenprinceofthedarkside Fallenprinceofthedarkside 18-21, M 1 Response Nov 23

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    open and close and walk away fires and thrills, day by day and the nights grow weary and end with sighs growing dead and coming alive the humming and questions piling up since when...
    ZombieBaitMaiden ZombieBaitMaiden 31-35, F 2 Responses Dec 4

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    There they go shaking their fingers, clutching their bibles, casting their curses unawares, like stones that ricochet off the innocent people, guilty in their piety and ignorance...
    marion75 marion75 36-40, F 1 Response 2 days ago

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    Winter Solstice... by moi Music Sanvean Lisa Gerard http://youtu.be/1xpkRj99FH0 Stopped, the waning of daylight We reached this point, darkening time, We survived, You survived...
    NOTyeronlyman NOTyeronlyman 41-45, M 2 Responses 1 day ago

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    I love poetry ways to get my message across and be creative
    Diamond1029 Diamond1029 16-17, F Nov 27

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    Shout out to my cheesy poetry Dear Soulmate I think of you nearly every night I picture our hands intertwined And you lips meeting mine I picture of the places we'll go And the...
    phoenixpheathers phoenixpheathers 13-15, F Nov 29

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    Glass Darkly for Caro a song by William Scott Yates copywrite 5-17-2008 Misted haze , swirling Enwraps my Soul To taste of once And nevermore In mystic dreams the...
    pryzmcat pryzmcat 46-50, M Dec 3

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    I don’t think it would surprise you much, The thoughts that start my day. When I take your hand to bring you close, And my hopes that you will stay. I can’t get...
    lasergraph lasergraph 61-65, M 6 Responses Dec 4

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    DECEMBER LIGHT©2014 Rebecca E. GrantThere is lightin everythingCamped in the shadowsParked in your eyesLodged in the nightIn the gold-white beams of right.There is lightIn...
    WindSylph WindSylph 46-50, F 8 Responses Dec 5

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    To me, writing poetry is a way of creating beauty from all that is dark in this world.
    baconrind baconrind 26-30, M 1 Response Dec 7

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    Lately, I've fallen in love with the form known as haiku. I've not written poetry in over 20 years, but sometimes I want to start again. So, here goes. I found her at dawn. My...
    PhresnoPhoenix PhresnoPhoenix 36-40, M Dec 8

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    Life in Slow Motion - Circadian EyesA Sunday on a very cold day,But I remember it for the bite of the wind,We walked with your friend along the shore,Hand in hand to stay warm.A...
    NOTyeronlyman NOTyeronlyman 41-45, M 2 Responses Dec 8

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    my poetry emerges not from purity but from touching the imperfections moving uneasily within me
    flip420 flip420 46-50, M 1 Response Dec 9

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    My heart it wants to stay but my mind will not obey, And so I stand at the mirror all night and all day, Wondering if anyone would care if I am not here the next day. But everyone...
    columbus38 columbus38 13-15, M 3 Responses 6 days ago

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    He tried to shut me down, He tried to suffocate my soul, He tried to douse my everlasting flames of hope. He did not succeed. I stand here, day after day, stronger than ever before...
    dinah897 dinah897 16-17, F 1 Response 2 days ago

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    Where The Sparrow Plays by Josephwrites (1997) I've known you now for sixteen days We met out where the sparrow plays Where golden wheat rustled and swayed And morning sun...
    josephwrites josephwrites 41-45, M 2 Responses 1 day ago

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