Sea of LoveThe sea of love is so deep and longI hope I'm strong enough to reach the other sideWhere you are waiting for me all alongCall out my name babe, don’t let me slide...
here I am, standing in the mirror with the other me
on daylight we socialize, laughing and sometimes just silent and awkward with wry smile.
different attitude to close ones...
I tend to wear it on my sleeve
Where people mostly spit & sneeze
I leave it there but for one reason
So most will see that it's been seasoned
Take it, break it...
Some people here seem to believe they write poetry just because they write sentences with words that rhyme...lol...
Anyone else like to write poetry?x
I love to write poetry it's my way of expressing myself <3
~Short & Sweet~
I write poetry...
Oh yes I do
& to the world my thoughts, I love to spew
a poet, discovered, myself, who knew
it wasn't always, like it is now
words pouring out...
As The World Rhymes:
A True Story of A Man That Rhymes
by: Rob Paquin
I've been rhyming a real long time. Hell, it goes all the way back to my formative years when I was writing...
The lover of words
Keeps them in his head
Considers each carefully
its weight, its beauty
before issuing forth,
Wasting not even one
of that precious word
I Am What I Am #2
I am true. I may be a fake smile, but I am real. I have a
real beating heart that loves until it is forced to hate.
I admit that I do hate, even though it is...
Emille Manlapig 2
The first night
The night of the day
The day we first wrote
I remember the date of that day
Like it was yesterday
I will never forget it
But most importantly I...
I do a lot of freestyle writing that I depict as 'dark poetry' open your minds. Let me know what you think please
----- Interlude: food for thought
It's not always how you...
This is a sonnet, as requested by my former English teacher, Mr McCabe, for my poems tend to be quite long.
I give you my heart,
Is what the gift said,
Devil in disguise
Is all I can hear
I try to find the words
To describe how I feel
A million come to mind
Our history is...
Oh Brain Oh Brain
I have to concentrate.
This is important, this poem.
A poem about poetry.
I have to do this, I CAN do this.
Oh, look, a butterfly!
I love butterflies...
Hear my word
Songs of love you sing
Into the open blue
Songs of the sun
Chirp as you run
So, I wrote this and idk if it's good or not.. Idk I like it but that's just me
It's something so unordinary.
It's not cold.
You feel what I can't;
Although I’d known it would happen one day
Knowing does not take the heartache away
Knowing does not fill the sad empty hole
Nor does it prevent all the pain in my soul...
Like an angel, that comes from up above
with a heart so pure, that's what you love
But secretly, it's from below
forged in hell, you just don't know
it did not use to...
I've been trying to redo this and I think it's alright
suicide and misery
walk hand in hand
as daylight fades..
with shattered hope
but they don't care
This isn't too good but I was thinking of an old friend that meant a lot to me.. soo here it goes.
We ain't vibin' anymore but I knew time could only tell
I could always be...
'So How Do I Put This?'
Yesterday I lay in my bed... cold. Just cold.
As I shivered silently I heard a tiny shriek...
What was it? My mind asked , alarmed.
'Oh nothing it's just...
I wrote this for you Wyesman.. lol
Is this poetry, or something else
I once was told, but have forgot myself
If you think that it, all has to rhyme
Go read the...
Cross their hearts hope they die.........
Cross their hearts hope they die
impale their bodies with the needles
Dismember their limbs from their bodies
Gut while they scream in...
Please read and tell me what you think ! I highly appreciate feedback. Thank you !
🍃Portrait of Us
I expected nothing & everything...
I look in the mirror at an unknown face
Worn, aged, features seem out of place
How in Hell did such a young heart
Get trapped in the body of this old fart?
I can’t be that old...
“Look not within my eyes to find forever,”
The woman said
“For they are mortal
And though my heart beats now
Autumn winds will keen
And winter snows bury
The soil of summer...
When i have to write a song
it will be for you
love of my life
love that gives redemption
love that leave all fear.
When i have to talk about you
I,LL TALK YOU SINCERE