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...
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...
This is not a poem, but a question.
I can't help but notice that lots of poems here are kind of dark and full of angst... For those of you who write that way, what is it about...
In all its forms gives space to whatever we choose to be,
In that space I found you and you lead me to a path where you were afraid to go.
I started to walk and call you to...
This is the rough-draft notes of a poem from the stream of conscious of my oldest kid, he's 11 and autistic. It can only be an attempt to understand his flow of thoughts and...
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...
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...
I feel everything
Energy runs through me
Being around others is overwhelming
Everything is overwhelming
I talk with my Family and they try to comfort me
But I cannot be...
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...
The tragdy of the situation is as follows
For when I sit amongst the rest of you I freak out
Not myself I wander trying to find answers
I bump into a few that have watched my...
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
'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...
Here's something from days gone by that I keep coming back to without hesitation or knowing I do it:
No time now you stupid fool
For pathetic attempts at soul connections
Too many people are in hailing the toxins.Too many sheep are hypnotize & not watchin. Diseases are made to destroy what they can't kill.You gotta pay attention to what's fake...
You were the one
the one who would will let me do what I have to
even if it meant hurting you.
You never said a word,
not a sound,
about how you felt.
I didn’t want to hurt...
This is something I wrote a little while ago. The backstory is that I've been abused and that lead to depression, self harm, suck dal tendencies, etc. someone was bullying me...
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;
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...
Are there ever times when you feel in the way
What should you do? go or stay?
Life is short and passes in a flash
It is there, then gone in a dash
What should you do and where...
Alone in your head
You're hanging, dangling
From a small silver thread.
With the monsters within
You just want to give in...
This is just a poem I have written for suicide prevention.
I'll just try it one more time and see if they're right.
I've got one blade held in my hand holding it tight.
Love is the lust
It is the lie behind life
Without our love
Why would we keep from a knife
So say goodnight
Goodnight to your "love"
Over and overThere was a dream that kept reoccurring;Over and overWhat we did and what we would do.Getting right down to the heart of it,We were always on the verge of walking away...
(This one is old but I had it saved in my notes on my icloud)
Like coals ashes slowly burning to a dim spark, steady slow burn,
My trembling is making me sick, I can feel it in my...
" why hurt yourself when you can express yourself through poems, wouldnt it be amazing when people gives good respond to your poem? "
That is what i said to myself when i started...
Look at me inside your mind,
Stare because you're oh so kind,
Grip my body in a bind,
This is where I draw my line.
Hold your body close to mine,
Always say I'm feelin' fine...
For quite some time
It's been unlike this
For once I've realized
My undying wish
To be loved and to love
Not but just a dream
I have seen much life
Where there used to be screams...
I once saw this beautiful girl who looked just like an angel. As she walked toward me, I smiled & wondered what a beautiful girl like her could want with a guy like me. As she...
Seeing past the silver gaze of a certain gale, the wind recognizes truth in it's entirety. Waiting and listening to the hum you realize what you thought was a tsunami wasn't quite...
Hear my word
Songs of love you sing
Into the open blue
Songs of the sun
Chirp as you run
My futures past had slowly passed me by
The day that you said your final goodbye
Though I heard the words many times before
In this moment I could feel you were sure
And all of me...
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...