Place Your Poetry Here!

[Marelle]

i have a few poems,all my friends say they are good,but i don't know. i guess ill let u be the judge of that!!

hear me

hear me cry this scream of pain
ive nothing to lose,nothing to gain
all alone with masks of Death
all never to take another breath
put 1 on 2 cover the tears
and go into a hall of mirrors
stare at my depressed reflection,
feel thoughts of reccollection
the death of dependence
the dawn of remembrance
remembrance of the death
of the man u had left
i scream a cry of enduring pain
i can tip the scale with 1 grain
1 grain
hear me
hear my words
do not ignore the little birds
listen
listen
hear my cry.

[agfish92]

[joe]

i have a couple of poems. this first one is a metaphor poem that i did for my english class...

My family is like a car, loud and always on the move. mom is the steering whell, turning and leading us in the right direction. dad is the seatbelt, protecting and keeping the family safe. Katelyn is the engine, loud and active. Iam the cd player, noisy and entertaining. we all need each others love to keep on moving. without one or the other the car would brake down, and crash.

what you think? my teacher said she liked it. so i guess its good.

[Shandurai]

wow, you got published! You must be pretty awesome then. I would love to see the poem that got put into a book, that would be so cool!

Ok, my turn... this one's to my friend who's extremely beautiful and was cheated on because the guy was a MAJOR prat...

Oh Player

Another bookshelf
you pass by
scanning uninterrestedly
with your eyes

brushing your fingers
over their spines
they shiver at your touch
but then they meet their demise

once in a while
you pluck one up
glance it a look
then toss it out

I was one
you tossed aside
oh player can't you see
more than what's outside?

I want to scream
to shout to the others
oh player can't you see?
there's more than the cover

-Dai, Shandurai

[Angel_Star]

Most of my poems that are any good at all turn out to be depressing. I find it so much easier to pour out my feelings into writing when I'm down or depressed than when I'm all happy and perky. Most of the happy things I write turn out to be cheesy. I have some that are just in-between, not sad, not happy. Those are okay.

I came up with a cinquain...it's the parts of speech kind, in case you couldn't tell.

Alone
fearful, lost
hiding, searching, yearning
for acceptance
forsaken

Heh. It's not good or anything, but hey. I was bored.

[agfish92]

do yall wanna see some of mine.. they are slightly depresing though

[Angel_Star]

Thanks.

I dunno. I have one of my poems up there and ended up getting it published and apparently in some recording thing... *shrug* Don't know how that worked out, 'cause I wasn't about to pay the tons of money for the book or the...whatever.

So yeah, I dunno if I'm gonna put it in. I might. Derno.

[Shandurai]

That was beautiful... really really beautiful. It sort of exposes all of our hidden flaws. I like it... Have you considered entering at poetry.com ?

-Dai, Shandurai

[Angel_Star]

I got bored on one exceptionally long car ride and came up with this and a few other things, but this was probably the best. Still, it's not great, but whatever.

The Mirror

Looking into the mirror
I see a reflection others do not.
Every flaw, every imperfection,
stands out like blood in clear waters.
The scars uncovered for all to see
the tarnish of my life open
to the eyes of the world
through my own eyes
gazing into the mirror.

[Locust]

Untitled

As I sit here,
With razor in hand, shaking;
and I remember,
what They did to me.
While I sit at the table,
food in my hands,
They come over,
those who torment me daily.
With gleaming smiles, and wicked eyes.
I try to ignore Them, as they laugh,
pushing Their jeering faces into mine.
Calling names, pushing, shoving,
Hate.
Adrenaline coursing through me,
I jump up with anger and sadness
trying to hurt Them. make Them feel
like me. As the principal comes,
with bodyguards; people in blue suits,
I realize what I have done, that I
have become what I hate most.
A bully.

[Slash]

Darkness Defing
light is crying
but know one can save them.....

[mythbusterfan]

Dreams

[Shandurai]

These ones are for school also, Language Arts acutally...

Until Morning

around the walls he crawls, slunk low
black as night his skin unshown
against the silhouetted night he has grown

up on the wall he sits alone
against pale rays he is finally shown
unaccompanied but for his shadowed clone

until morning he sits alone


Sunrise is Lonely

Sunrise is lonely
quiet and clear
how crisp the leaves look
gently lifting their ears

Sunset is lonely
melancholy hues
as the world goes to sleep
beathing purples and blues


-Dai, Shandurai

[Shandurai]

Hey Ezra! No, it doesn't suck, it's great and I like it! Especially the dark feeling... I want to try one!

k, here goes...

waiting is a backround noise
it sounds like the clock
it smells like the ocean beating on the dock
it tastes bitter and strangled
though it looks slightly better
it feels covered up,
because we're all waiting together

so, was it pretty much following yours?
you're a really good writer!

-Dai, Shandurai

[wizardsrreal]

OK, i have one. It was for school and it sucks but whatever, i like it. It's called a sensory poem!

Sorrow is blue
It sounds like rain
It smells like mums
It tastes like poison
It looks like a crying face
Sorrow feels like a cold empty space