¨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...
Who likes vinegar? I'll drink a glass or 3
Who likes whiskey? Leave the bottle here by me
Who likes watching ****? I've got ten thousand movies down
Who likes smoking weed? I'll...
I Remember You:
That was her name.
A name that invokes memories of sweet laughter, a sweet countenance, a sweet smile...
Why, one encounter with her would revise one's...
Fierce is her fire,
yet ice is her heart,
broken and demanding,
her cries waking you.
you long to hold her,
to make her smile,
and yet you know you cant,
because she is taken...
You always surprise me...
You always surprise me,
with all that you do.
from running through the rain
(and how fast you flew!)
to your bee killing methods,
and your laughing at...
I feel the fishing fleet come in all afternoon
And feel the want of going out with them again come morn
keeps me up and in the wharf-side bar all night...
From the corners of my eyes
And falls, like salty rain.
What is the reason,
For all this unbearable pain?
I want your embrace,
Is that such a crime...
Daddy...got his drink,
( He )doesn't care of what we think..
Yes, my daddy loves his drink.
He's been the same since I was five,
Yes, he loves his drink more than his wife..
You all cried when you were born.
You have cried when you were alone.
Some cried for freedom, some cried for life,
Some cried for love and some cried for wife.
This is not the...
This isn't really a poem it's more an attempt at a song. It's kind of iffy but whatever haha.
I looked you in the eyes and when I did
I fell into the pit and for days I was gone...
Brother please don't go
Brother please don't go
Mom just died I can't lose you
I know death is only natural
But I cannot bear the thought of loneliness
I cannot bear the thought...
That which I hide,
you are not meant to see,
I am who you seek,
yet I am stronger than need be.
dance and dance,
twirl in the moonlight,
oh how you jest!
and take me as your own...
Would love to hear thoughts/ comments about my poem (: feel free to write what you think.
In the dark
These feelings wrapped around my throat
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...
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 understand why I can't make friends
I can’t have friends
Not allowed to have friends
I’m not suitable for them
Yes I’m the idiot who does anything for them
Wrote this a while ago, hope you like it
Every time You hit him
With your bottles
With your fists
He stays standing
Tall and strong
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...
Poetry is good
Poetry is fun
I like writing poetry
But I'm not very good at it
I ignored the times you laughed at my tears,
And all the lies you've told me over the years.
I ignored all your evil,
Believing you had nothing to gain.
People often say that they understand what you are going thru, that they know how you feel,
How is that, or is it because the pain they see in your eyes they feel is real.
And just like that they all flew away. Colorful and vibrant in the sky, these creatures knew where they were going because they had purpose. We? We only have meaning but we don't...
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...
It's not desired only tasted and left wuthout to hollow within the confines of it's own ocean
Then the waves crash ashore, must be low tide for it to be this close...
Hey everyone! I write a poetry blog! Check it out: www.punkprockpericaliya.wordpress.com
The slab of neatly paved concrete at halfway
As i was dragging my feet across the street
I glanced at a messy hand writers remnants
In splattered spray can ink...
My angel faced devil
It’s all I can think of…
It has consumed me...
Who is it?..
Many see her as
A cold hard bed 6 feet down
All the same
You look at me,
but you can't see
my love, fears and possibilities.
What you see and think is true
is really mask because I'm feeling blue.
You look at me but you can't see,
No hate comments plz
When the world brings u down
And hurtful words break your heart
Don't turn around
And walk away from who you are
Stand up for your beliefs
Trust in what...
The Broken Girl
It’s strange how one can feel so alone in a crowd
In a room full of hundreds of people yet you feel no one around
I feel this way often
I see your faceYou look more beautiful every passing dayI live this tranceWhere I'm loved by this wonderful woman.I want you, I feel you, I love youThis feeling I have for you is...