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I Write Poetry Once In a While

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    Pretty Blue Veins

    Something I wrote while I was with Tory. enjoy Pretty blue veins (c) 2012 Pretty blue veins that pop against my pale white skin Pretty blue veins that shine through my pale white skin Pretty blue veins that run up and down my body Pretty blue veins that some find repulsive...
    GothicXCupcake GothicXCupcake 31-35, F Aug 11, 2012

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    My Demise By Bds

    "Darkness consumes meAs I fall into the blackMy heart's not thereIt never has beenDon't think that I don't knowWhat you really think of meSo that's the way it'll beHand me the swordCovered in my bloodAnd I'll stab my non-existing heartYou can sit there and laught at meAs this...
    DoctorChurchie DoctorChurchie 22-25, F 1 Response Sep 1, 2011

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    A poem to fill my empty heart.

    I sit here in the Dark stuffing my face with all that's good chocolate, chips and treats that are oh so good. Has I put that sweetie goodness into my mouth it melts to fill my heart. I sit here in the dark and wonder what to do , I come to a stand still but I still chew. I sit...
    Cutestuff2 Cutestuff2 22-25, F Mar 10, 2014

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    To Nervous To Share Poetry

    I know that may sound stupid or something, but I am really to nervous to share any of the poetry I have ever wrote. I think it is because I don't ant negative feedback from anyone, or that I don't want anyone to see that my poetry is not as good as I want it to be. It is the same...
    deafdream deafdream 18-21, F 2 Responses Nov 28, 2009

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    Prima Causa

    You have touched my mind As minds so rarely do To know each others thoughts Wondrous on its own, but only a beginning It’s but a pale reflection of  spirits touching You have touched my spirit I feel what you feel, want what you want More precious, but still only a...
    CorazonVacio CorazonVacio 46-50, M Sep 23, 2010

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    My Story. Opening The Tabs Of My Mind.

    My story. Opening the tabs of my mind. The child survives the monster, the pump house, the closet, the bathtub, the screaming, the fear, the fear, the fear. Be still. Be very quiet....disappear. You don't have to hurt. You can watch from afar. The darkness is my peace. The...
    ktyler713 ktyler713 46-50, F Aug 6, 2012

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    An Image Of Me

    No Beginning nor end, in the image of my Father from whence I came. The immeasurable vastness of my souls abyss you could not begin to fathom. So far past the depths of sorrow even the Angels weep for hope. The light at the other end is an illusion behind me. This is my Despair.
    PrettyOldSoul PrettyOldSoul 41-45, F 2 Responses Feb 16, 2011

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    Too Bad I Suck At It Though :p

    Beneath the setting moon and starry skies Lies an ill forgotten place a secret nook next to the babbling brook in the forest of no return you'll find it maybe an old-run down castle with no servant nor master here the stay is free that is if you can last the night...
    deleted deleted 26-30 1 Response Oct 22, 2009

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    My Boo

    Just a silly little love poem I wrote for my boyfriend last night. enjoy MY BOO My boo puts the stars in the night sky He puts the butterflies in my tummy. My boo puts a smile on my face a mile long. He is the April to my October. My boo lights up my dark morbid world. He lets me...
    GothicXCupcake GothicXCupcake 31-35, F Jan 2, 2012

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    My Shinning Star

    I wrote this poem a few weeks aftet I started talking with Tory. Enjoy everyone My Shinning Star I use to live in the dark Alone and scared Then one day you came along And shown a little light into my world At first I was scared, but you kept on shinning Never giving up...
    GothicXCupcake GothicXCupcake 31-35, F Jan 4, 2012

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    Savannah

    I miss the smell of your skin;The milk and the honey and the salt and the sweat.I love the way your lip curlsWhen some no-account little fool thinks he can invade your space.I remember the long nightsin the city, watching them watch us,and the longer nightsfeeling your heat...
    RascallyRabbit RascallyRabbit 31-35, F 7 Responses Mar 4, 2011

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    Sun An Original Haiku

    The sun is so bright The sun is shining outside The day will be warm
    Bananapepper Bananapepper 18-21, F Jan 2, 2012

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    Equilibrium

    Rest if you must. Sleep if you can. Lay your pretty face Upon my hand. Steal those baby blues And close them tight. It’s time to surrender To yourself tonight. I don’t need you naked, In leather or lace. I want to see harmony And a smile on your face. On your soft, sweet...
    SecretBrokenDoll SecretBrokenDoll 36-40, F 5 Responses Nov 8, 2011

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    Air Kisses And First Dates

    don't kiss my cheekyour affection is patheticit should be a liebut you're quite certain you mean iti don't want your skin     touching mineyour smooth cheek revolts mei don't want your phony civility.i have nothing to give youno thing is for youit's mine and i need itand i...
    RascallyRabbit RascallyRabbit 31-35, F Mar 8, 2011

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    Without You

    My heart aches as I awaken to find that you are not there beside me as you have always been. Where are you my dear beloved friend? Silver streams spring from my eyes as the shards of my broken heart cling to the strings of my soul, Bleeding...drip, by drip, by drip. Not...
    PrettyOldSoul PrettyOldSoul 41-45, F 5 Responses Feb 16, 2011

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    A Child's Prayer

    Now I lay me down to die Bombs are falling from the sky Planes are flying overhead Paints my playground all in red Mommy now for weeks has slept and by her body I have wept Now I lay me down to die And wonder if Americans cry
    CorazonVacio CorazonVacio 46-50, M 1 Response Sep 2, 2010

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    This Is How I Write When Frustration Overtakes Me.

    Discussion of interlingual backformationsLike sweet music to my earsSounds like coming homeOr it wouldIf I wanted to go backI can see the utter irrelevance of the subjectA dubious gift of adolescenceIdle prattle on a busy Monday morningAnd so many topics left unconsideredWorld...
    RascallyRabbit RascallyRabbit 31-35, F 10 Responses May 10, 2011

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    Little Bits Now and Then

    I give my all But you won't catch my fall
    deleted deleted 26-30 1 Response Sep 15, 2009

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    Welcome Spring to the wild sounds of

    drums Violin and guitar Somewhere in the distance Us… on the cold ground Watching the stars and the fires burn Darkness, vastness, emptiness Like two Mad Hatters Always trying to save the world And find our place in it I asked you silently „How does it all feel?“ You said...
    backpackfairy backpackfairy 22-25, F Feb 19, 2014

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    Just Listen

    Alone in my roomI sit and I cryHearing the shoutsThat take my lifeYet slowly stillI'm fading awayLeaving this worldI've had all I can takeSo becoming nothingI say I give and I giveBut you wouldn't takeThe words of my broken smileWith no wings I fallQuickly to hellAway from...
    DoctorChurchie DoctorChurchie 22-25, F Jun 4, 2012

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    Writing Isn't Easy...

    I like to write poetry and read others as well. It is kool to see how others write, what they are feeling and thinking during certain times. I know my poems reflect experiences I have gone through. Altho, I do not write on a regular basis. I have to be in a certain mood to write...
    Alie1 Alie1 26-30 1 Response Jul 18, 2008

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    Personal Versus Others

    I have always loved poetry since I first learned about it in school as a child. As I got older I would chicken scratch my own versions in a notebook. When I was first moved out on my own as an adult I came across all those poems. I copied them all down in a bigger notebook that I...
    LostSpace LostSpace 41-45 Apr 10, 2012

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    What Lurkes In The Shadow Before Me?

    An impossible question to answer in truth..My shadow precedes me as to lead me in the wrong direction. When I close my eyes it steps inside of me to ensure that I am there and kept. And so I remain the only light that emits a faint glow that is of me thus creating the shadow...
    PrettyOldSoul PrettyOldSoul 41-45, F 6 Responses Feb 16, 2011

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    Related Experiences

    Lol I write poetry in class xD
    XxWolverinaxX XxWolverinaxX 18-21 Feb 16

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    What once was, it will be but can never be again.
    Milesfromyou Milesfromyou 36-40, M 2 Responses 6 hrs ago

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    Riddle me this , there once was a boy , he looked at the sky and wondered what the clouds were made of . He asked his mother , she said , son there is nothing but hopes and...
    ImNotRice ImNotRice 18-21, M 1 Response Feb 7

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    "I call it bad poetry # 2" manic rudimentary ramblings of a man child with poetic constipation and stuck in a quatrain rut. This feeling is nagging Is it a love song, or self...
    puck61 puck61 51-55, M Feb 13

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    Life is Fragile An unusual occurrence in a familiar place is similar to an uneventful moment in a strange place. It’s like the lyric of a song without its music, or vice versa...
    drlesmoore drlesmoore 56-60, M Feb 19

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    "Bad Poetry" I call it bad poetry sometimes it's just stacked lines sometimes it's banal and trite I break the academic rules and write songs to be sung by fools Maybe I don't...
    puck61 puck61 51-55, M 3 Responses Feb 13

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    "It is" It started with a passing thought, and soon became a word, and then a series of words that led to action, and then a series of actions, that let to an event, and then a...
    puck61 puck61 51-55, M 1 Response Feb 15

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    After Three Years(written in my senior year) It feels not so long ago that I first saw you A fine spring afternoon on the school courtyard Our eyes locked, happiness framing our...
    XxWolverinaxX XxWolverinaxX 18-21 1 Response Feb 16

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    This one is about killing someone you love, and the thought process that runs through your mind. Trying to get into the mind of a murderer is hard work, though. The Bliss of...
    DarkLoser DarkLoser 13-15, F 5 days ago

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                                 Fatal ...
    XxWolverinaxX XxWolverinaxX 18-21 2 Responses Feb 14

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    Was tired of being sad,can barely stand Tired of getting mad of hiding my deppression as I forced smiles and pretend to laugh behide torn skin wore my scars as a protective mask...
    JustBeYourSelff JustBeYourSelff 22-25, M 1 Response Feb 17

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    The darkness around me Is now all that I know, For the light I once followed Left me long ago. The happiness faded, Replaced with despair, And all that I'd once seen Was no longer...
    Elsiphael Elsiphael 16-17, T 1 Response Feb 24

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    Today is another day done... Once again I gaze upon the setting sun. I must think again... what have I lost? what have I won?... Do I celebrate or lament the final kiss of the sun...
    Vdarkghost Vdarkghost 22-25 6 days ago

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    im just saying Going in alone to a deep depressions is always crazy Plus if your suicidal cause then you most likely wont over come it safely ...Im just saying I never get any...
    JustBeYourSelff JustBeYourSelff 22-25, M 2 Responses Feb 17

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    This is something I wrote today in response to anyone who has ever asked my why I don't like social situations. Trigger warnings: suicide, rape, depression. I begin to relax...
    anon5829529 anon5829529 18-21, F 2 Responses Feb 12

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    If there's a gun and a bullet laying near your feet would you pick them up, load the gun and pull the trigger? On this beating heart would you want to see this bleeding heart with...
    Starz93 Starz93 18-21, F 1 Response Feb 18

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    My soul floats like a lily pad on a pond, Light and overlooked, I sway with the wind and bend with the tide, A smile reaches my lips and, in years, my eyes, For once I am a fallen...
    ForeverANomad ForeverANomad 13-15, F 1 Response Feb 22

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    *cracks knuckles*. You should know, that poetry unlocked the ENGLISH language for me. Without poetry, sentences would still give me migraines and words would be a struggle. Fog...
    LEBsCreations LEBsCreations 22-25, M 2 Responses Feb 23

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    "The Worst Poem Ever" This is the worst poem ever; nothing noteworthy profound or clever; no meter, no measure, a confusing tone. It's the worst poem ever so leave me alone. It...
    puck61 puck61 51-55, M 2 Responses Feb 13

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    Silent Films Only if one could erase memories Abolish old faces, laughter, dances and smiles Everything was once in perfect color and harmony Forgetting is a trial Love and...
    XxWolverinaxX XxWolverinaxX 18-21 1 Response Feb 6

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    I Lay across this land,to what may be my last breath.Like the cold nailed against my tinder skin. I glance at this lazy sky,with no hopes in my tomorrows. The lock in my chest that...
    ImNotRice ImNotRice 18-21, M Feb 7

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