Any poets in the house? Post your work in this thread.

Wow. That's powerful and beautiful. (And after having edited two literary magazines and reviewed plenty of amateurish poetry, I'm not one to hand out compliments easily.)


---------- Post added 10th Dec 2010 at 03:10 PM ----------

Flawless


It’s funny how
we start by putting clothes on

Dress-up reverie, you tightening my laces

This seems backwards, you say

Nothing wrong with doing things in reverse, I say
lifting my hair

And this is a dream, because I’m flawless
and I’m brave, and you
are responding just how I would want you to
catching your breath on the curves of my back

my spotless
airbrushed
skin

Why can’t I dream
that your fingers find the flaws
and touch me anyway?

If I could be real to you

we’d kiss the lines
around our eyes, beside our lips
and remind each other
how many ways there are to be beautiful

 

my name is ray, I have three poets that I love which are Emily dickenson, Edgar Allen poe and Rumi, my favorie subject would have to be english even though they say the language sucks and other things it's intresting to learn all the different things that the men did for a womans affection, my creative flow is usually I get a thought or some random thing pops into my head and I have to write it down usually it come easy and sometimes it takes me days to write what I'm feeling onto paper into words that will make sense, I'm an amateur poet but I am going to enter the poetry slam at my school for the first time, I love writing poems it feels like me and the paper are one and I can just write what I'm feeling on paper and no one can judge me or label it wrong or selfish or any of those other thing so I hope you guys enjoy this poem

Broken hearted
You broke my heart into pieces
It sucks so much that I even care
Were you ever honest with me?
I feel so naïve and stupid for
Thinking we could ever be a
Thing

why the hell did
It feel like you gave me
False hope that all this
Confusion would be
Worth it and one day
I’d get a text from you

That said: Ausja I realize
That after all this thinking
I’ve done I feel the exact way
About you and I want to be with
You and all those other mushy
Corny things that would have
Been fantastic to hear from you

But when you told me about your
New douche bag (boyfriend) it felt
Like you stomped on my heart and
You didn’t even care hell you didn’t
Even say I’m sorry that it turned out
This way


And my heart broke into a million
Pieces and it seemed you were laughing at
My unbearable pain of it all along
With your douche bag boyfriend
Just watching me bleed to death

I feel like such a fucking fool
For saying how I felt for you
I should have just kept it to
Myself and my friends because
Maybe this wouldn’t have happened
And… fuck I don’t even know what
Else to say

Because that’s how confused I feel
About what the fuck happened
I mean what the hell?! I might as
Well just go to the Bermuda
Triangle and disappear from
Everything

Hell I could name all those
Pieces that broke because
Of the stupid crap that went
Down but I’d probably be making
Up some stupid shit instead of actual
Reasons because the only thing that

Broke my heart into all of those pieces
Was the day you told me you were hanging
Out with your boyfriend but I just want to know
Did you ever think about me when you were at
The homecoming dance with him or was it all

Just some sick twisted game
With me because if it’s the
Second one then damn that sucks
And I’d be pissed off about that
But I’m not going to give a shit

And all I’m going to do is
Just forget about this stupid
Thing and not show that I feel
Like this I mean damn these
Feelings are just annoying as
Hell and it shows how much
I care or maybe it’s the other

How much I don’t give a shit
Because this is just unbelievable
How shitty I feel I might as well
Be a freaking emo girl that constantly
Cuts her self and pisses and moans

About how nothing in her life goes right
But no I won’t give you even a smidge
Of that satisfaction so just do me this
Favor and please just go fuck yourself
For me please​

 

I'm actually more of a short story writer but I've been dabbling in poetry lately. Look upon my terrible amateurish poetry and despair!


ANDROID OF THE 21ST CENTURY

You used to write –

but now you mostly read
those celebrity gossip sites,
in depth analysis of sitcoms,
counter-points to counter-points,
eyes dull from late nights
in front of your personal screen
talking to people who aren’t really there,
chatting through video or text,
getting books as pee dee effs
while all the old paperbacks rot
in a moldering box next to the water heater,
buying your clothes online
from an artistic elle elle cee
while pieces of your plastic parasites
dig their roots into your ears,
your fingers, your pockets,
consuming everything beautiful
about you until you’re nothing
more than a parody of yourself
because you’re too damned tired
after your train pulls in at night

– but you don’t anymore.

 

Surprisingly I don't read alot but i have always been interested in Edgar Allen Poe's work. The way he told a horrior story through the eyes of a torchered man is amazing to me.

I've wrote a few poems about things i've gone through in my life or dreams i've had. I've posted most of them in my blog. Even though their nothing great compared to most people I like to hear critisiums about them (good or bad). My favorit one of them is Nightmare.

NIGHTMARE:

Woke up in a place all alone
Thats damp dark and unknown
I breath in beep as my heart beats faster
I start to run beacuse im who he's after
The figure in the distance
With his evil intentions
I hear his evil laugh getting closer
And just as i look over my shoulder
He's right behind' hands out streched
I sit up scared half to death
As he looks in my eyes
He gives a devilish smile
With razor sharp teeth
He sits, yet towers above me
This demon like figure
Has me frozen in fear
Slowly i move for the light switch
But its almost out of reach
Finaly I touch it and the lights come on
Nothing is there and i'm all alone

 

I shall revive this thread!

I've taken to writing sonnets lately ... cheesey, corny, romantic sonnets with antiquated language littered about them.

Hast thou, O blossom, come to flower now?
Thy petals shine beneath the lady bright
Presenting to mine eyes a wonder: how?
How dost thou have a beaty of such might?

Despite the lasting glory as 'tis found,
One must, 'fore they engage that which they yearn,
Endure those trials and amount as sound,
Returning then to wet those sweets in turn.

Know'st thou, in thy great wisdom, me?
I am whose shoulder holds for this such test,
Allowing naught to come before sweet thee,
For thou art there and I with thee shall rest.

Would dawn allows thy colours to display,
So too would my joy cease to soar away.

---

The yawning gap a biting pain defines;
It captures all which stands within its way,
Thus trapping love within its dark confines
And blackening the world for those who stray.

Pursuant to the yearning hopeless soul
Comes comfort in the loneliness so feared,
For he whose heart is dampered black as coal
Would that the coal to diamond bright be seared.

That which composes this is as a tear,
First coming from a burden to make new
The beauty which exists beyond the fear
And brings like sun to sky a calm to you.

Yet when the tears do fail to stay the storms,
I care not whether chasm me transforms.

---

I only wish that I had made the stanzas feel more unified.

 

watching myself fall apart
wish just to go and part
separate ways
joy for all the days
whether sad for others or not
i will remember scars and the plot
my life falls short of standard lines
wishing just to myself
wishing not for self righteous judges
or even with concepts with smudges
looking at myself in the mirror
the skewed reflection staring back
taunting raving lunatics within subsidie
dying crying and hurting me inside
releasing himself when shocked and scared
the other person held inside me
looking out unto the world
through my eyes it sees a show
while all to eager to go fast , never slow
the hatred builds
my mask is the peoples shields'
for my true face would hurt them all
all who see respond with appall
even the crazy seem right
within my mind full of confusion and fright
so now I think about tonight wonder if i will sleep
or rather just fake it and weep
crying myself to until the morning
i wonder how much longer I'm forced to last
before i will released from this past
i tried to cut away my sorrow
but always woke up upon their morrow
food never fills a hole except on a plate
now I choose a different fate
and hopefully i can keep my cool
or else i can end up worse then cruel

 

(Okay, I actually turned something this creepy in to my English teacher. For your enjoyment or displeasure, written carefully in iambic tetrameter, I present the only sonnet I ever wrote in my life. I have tons of poems, only one sonnet...)

The Day Will Come
The day will come when dusk will reign
The cold and dusty plains of earth,
And in its blackened grip shall feign
The hopes of life and light’s rebirth.

In twilight we will find your soul,
And in the dark we will take part
In taking what once made you whole,
And in the bleeding of your heart.

Embrace the new and leave the old
And in the quiet dark reside.
For here no silver, nor no gold,
Will help you find a place to hide.

Wait now and watch the skies above,
For with the stars will die all love.

 

I don't do poetry, but I've read and analyzed enough to know a little about it, and good lord, maverick, that Ballad of the Patriot is quite amazing.

 

Ok.​

I know it’s not ok and that is ok.
I know the sun shines through my window, but my blinds are closed

I know it’s not ok and that is…
I can feel the breeze, but it sends chills down my spine

I know it’s not ok and that….
I look at myself smile, but inside I am screaming

I know it’s not ok and…
I have so much to do, but I lie empty and vapid

I know it’s not ok…
My tears only fall one at a time, trying to let go but I am choking

I know its not…
I have never been this confused, im lost, endless falling even though you see me standing

I know it’s…
I have never felt like this, fragile, vulnerable, empty, and human

I know…
What’s left of me, a shattered existence, pieces of a whole, fragmented

I…
Don’t know what to say, don’t know what I need hear, don’t know how to move, let alone try to move forward.

…
I know it’s not ok and that is not ok.

 

i was into poetry for a little bit, writing it xD Unfortunately i don't think i can do anything like Maverick (amazing btw) but here you go xD. Srry for wall :x

Dark abysmal dusk
Haunting corners
Of our minds

And so is worse
The in-between
Than savage truth

Cryptic dreams
May lay us bare
But shadowed

Lay knowledge
Of ourselves
Forever


Goodbye

I know what to do, what to say
But only to myself do I speak
With careful words I plan my thoughts
But they are only like daggers to you

And you are threatened, scared
But you do not see my words cut me
The cold, sharply calculated truth
Falling upon nonexistent ears

Can you acknowledge that which makes you inhuman?
No? Well It is not your fault, a victim of circumstance
The circumstance, your inability to see
But anyone should be able to understand at least?

But I cannot show you
Can you even show yourself?
I cannot control you
But I can’t take this feeling, abandonment.

Maybe I will be happier this way
Maybe we will both be miserable
Or maybe it doesn’t matter
If I can blind myself to the pain it will leave

But so much better would be for you to see
To see the pain you have caused and mend it
With careful calculation I’ve planned my words
One day maybe you will grow ears

Or perhaps eyes
But for now I wish only for you to acknowledge
That darkness which lies in your heart
And only once the blind see, so to will you
Yet for now, I abandon you

Untitled
The dark comes from the blank depths of the mind
So shadowed buried deep are the occurrences
That cause the fevered thought that torments me
My mind races indefinitely unable to be controlled
The burning compulsion to forget cannot prevail
Fire fights shadows in my soul unable to overcome
And so the thoughts are buried deep within
And this writing shall only torment me more


This one had a form to it, i can't remember what and i altered the form a bit xD


I save the mornings to travel through my mind
As dreams accompany me through my day, in solitude
I awake as the world heads to dusk
Mind travels, arcing up as the sun falls
Thoughts sit with the stars
And I sleep with the sunrise

And with those golden streams
In my mind
I complement the silver stars
Their Light shall never speak solitude
Upon the world it will always fall
Even in the darkest hours

Whether in the shadow of night
Or in the light of the rising sun
My words will drop
Out of my mind
Out of my gut
Into the stars

There
I will stare at nightfall
In solitude
Dead at the sunrise
Longing again for my mind
My conscience will fade

Yet darkness will never collapse away
Shine shall not the stars
And I shall never mind
That the world is stuck in dusk
Never to see the sunrise
It like me stays hidden

As it sits in solitude
The light rises and falls
Neither sunrise nor sunset
Shall undermine the stars
But none shall exceed the night
For what is it, to me, but the same


Ignorance Was Bliss to Them

They say she was a loon
Buffoons
But she was in a rut
Where what
She saw made sense to her
They where
Unable to play par
To complex minds like hers
Simple minded smiles
Buffoons where what they where


Barn Burning

He always does ridiculous things
Always causing trouble
Seemingly purposefully to quench his desire
An endless revenge
I’m tired of the exile my family lives in for this barn burning
I can’t live like this and so leave off into a night
Poking holes in the dark blanket

i hate rhyming but


The crying Tide and the Tired Sand

An ocean lies within your eyes
An endless grey expanse
A wave accompanies your voice
Used crassly to torment

Or can it sooth as any other?

The sea can rock so violently
Why can it never settle?
For your loved ones travel it’s dark facade

But will the ocean never calm?
Will the sun ever set upon this pain?
Will waves give way to dawn?

I feel the flood your crying eyes
Mirrored in my own
I feel the waves your scathing voice
Against my soft skin like stone

An ocean lies within your eyes
A wave accompanies your voice
Your families caught within the storm
So why can you not make the choice?


To go to the Beach

The bright sun shines upon white silver sand
Waves crash down as the sea expands
So the wind will blow on into the night
Carrying salt, sand, and carrying Kites
Even at dark neither of us will flee
Instead soothed by the waves breaking at sea
Your eyes lull me to sleep
With their magnetic glow
You breathe out as the world breaths in
As my hand moves gently down your skin
And so it is likely we leave to there
To escape a world to hard to fare



Under the Tide

To any other it would seem I have drowned
For there is no air where waves wash over me
Only darkness as the water takes me away
Seemingly I could not have escaped
But it is not long before the seas hold sways
And I am returned back with only one need
My lungs burn but I wait for the next wave
To come up now would be suicide
A second wave hits then I rise
Gasping for air as the new wave approaches
My wish however is to stay under the tide
If only I could sink, then calmness could encroach
So I try, hiding in darker seas
So deep that waves can’t reach parts such as these

 

Ode to My Green Eye'd Cutie
Ode to my green eye'd cutie
With your bright red cheeks
Like your my canadian hottie
You've had my heart for weeks
Like a glass rose that never dies
You always have a place in my heart
For better or for worse
My soul forever cries
For someone as smart
For someone half as versed

Thoese green pools of your eyes
I swim through to get to your soul
Because after all this time
We soon will be whole
My heart was once untame
I never knew what to look for
And i yerned to be loved
But i met you and i lost all shame
My green eye'd cutie i so adore
And no one else shall be put above

 

There once was a man from Nantucket...

Sorry, I stink at poetry. I'm better at making up dirty rhymes about people who bug me. I wish I could write poems and such as well as some of you all though. I'm jealous.

 

i'm actually gonna start using this thread as a reason to write something new every day xD

---------- Post added 5th Jan 2011 at 12:50 PM ----------

Lovers Game

I still feel your skin
Soft as velvet against my delicate touch
Yet stinging cold with cancerous lies
Baiting me
Pulling me in for an irrevocable end

Your skin against my skin
Thick as sin and calloused
A cold cancerous promise
Baiting me
Pulling me up from under the water’s surface

Burning, blinded by even the stars light
Sick with the look of my helplessness
You throw me back
But keep just a piece

And I go on to bleed into the waters
A predators prize
But in the game I played my part
And you will continue to fish for hearts

 

oh btw that one was inspired by song lyrics, tore my heart by oona

 

i wish to keep this thread alive and post more stuff i feel inspired now xD

Directions to the Depths

Moonbeams skitter scared across tumultuous tides
Across which encumbered souls trek
Tensing with the winds shouts
Sick from the storms crass torment
Impregnated with it's pain and turbulence

I carry them from there
The storms heart, out it's mouth
To the shore
To the sunrise
And they trudge across my shoulders

Soles pressing me down
To the dark
To the cold
Where silver blades will not permeate
Where instead shadows rule

The creatures here live blind
Mutated and Monstrous
Luring in and living off one another
Within the other side of a now tranquil mirror
Or so at least it appears to be, from beneath

I feel the loneliness
The abandonment
The separation
Of me from them
Of everything from me

Closer to hell than ever
My soul and even my corpse is crushed
Solidified in ice by the evils of this world
A world where the invisible weak simply float into oblivion
As if it all where necessary

The souls above me trek on, to the end
And I fear, that they have left me here
In this place reflective of their own
Abandoned and alone

 

I rarely share what I write. But, here are small parts of something I wrote.xD And tittle, wouldn't make sense without the rest of it..So, no tittle.

I just want to play
Let the starts fall tonight
Feel the cold grip your soul
Are you afraid to died, tonight?

I just want to play tonight
Can we make it thru another night?
You know the motions, sick at heart
Do you think I am going to give up?
Don't look back, to give up
Will mean the cold grip in our hearts
Creeping to my soul
Can you feel the cold grip your soul?

Don't fear, this feat you will survive
Can you promise me, that you will keep me awake?
To look at the sky and your face, one last time
And when the time comes, run and don't look back

Let me leave
My life slips away
I feel fear
Why can't you understand?
I feel pain
I am ready, yet unprepared
Keep me steady
My body betrays me
There is only one shot
I'm ready yet, unprepared to experience death