~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...
I love to write poetry it's my way of expressing myself <3
I would love to be inspired enough to write again, only this time it wouldn't be so dark. ;)
I once read a poem in High School that inspired me to write this one. Some of the lines I took are from the other poem. This poem is a mixture of my words and the author I cannot...
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...
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...
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...
" 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...
My professor asked us to write a terrible poem as an exercise to learn about how NOT to write. Gimme your thoughts on this. It's either really terrible, or actually kind of...
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...
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...
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
I am trying to craft love
But my fingers are broken
My hands are burned
I still smell charred flesh
From when I held her
When she burned too hot
The pen writes
But the ink misses...
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...
The Calligraphy PenThere is a pen I like to usewhen my mind is flying with thoughts of younay...these are the times a pencil just won't donor a Bic, nor a laptop, nor glittery glue...
There’s a window in my head
That only I can see
It is the gate way to my fantasy
There I am a hero, master and king
I am capable of doing anything
When I dwell there the world...
correct, and this one time my random poetry turned into a book lol... i believe i'm still the only one who actually love its content after spending some money for it XD
follow my poetry instagram l.x.ghtning
Semi Finalist in the National Amateur Poetry contest (': wish me luck? (x
Time Is Precious
If fear was a crime, I'd be guilty of it everyday. So, instead I'll just write this rhyme, using words I'd never say...out loud.
My spine trembles, with an...
How do you know,
Know that you are in love?
Is it by their laugh,
Their touch ,
Is it by how they make you feel safe?
Is it by how they make you feel...
What happens when you fall in love and can’t get out?
What happens if you never fall in love?
What happens if you don’t know that you have fallen in love?
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...
I write music. Lyrics are poems!
You can listen to my new album here:
A story told of new and old
lives connected, then unfold
a man, a woman, not lovers yet
meeting by fate on the internet.
they share their fantasies as passion builds
I love to write poems...........
The old folk in the nursing home
The relatives who never phone
The newly orphaned three year old
The sad tramp left out in the cold
Falling down, an endless well
But I don't remember, how I fell
It seemed like forever, but I finally hit bottom
Was thinking these thoughts, when i shouldn't have...
Sometimes I'd like to believe my heart was white when you found it.
A clean slate, unmarked and new.
Or a masterpiece waiting to be created.
You see my heart used to be black...
For You – A Scrap From Another Life
I would ride,
I would play,
I would sing,
Spent searching memories,
For a time, a place,
Will you miss me in my final breath when it all ends?
As the light falters from my eyes and darkness descends
Will you say a prayer for me or even shed a tear?
Wishing for just one...
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...
You are the one, the one and only, nothing can compare to you
You are my other half
You are the only one who can complete me
You are the only one who sees me as me
You are the...
I'm not sure if I am going to end it there, or change some words, I will have to read it at a later date to see if I am still happy with it.....some lines I am not sure about still...
You gave me 2 gifts
a boy & girl
like you they were perfect
but I am flawed
and my flaws caused you pain
and that pain caused me guilt
guilt made me withdrawn