Post your poetry. About anything. On this thread. Right here. I love poetry. It's weird. And soothing. Like babies. Love can be broken and hearts can be abused, but even you cant say there’s nothing between me and you Because violets are blue and roses are red I’ll lay my head besides yours till the day I am found dead Sticks and stones can break my bones But words can also hurt me I know I wear my scars with pride But that doesn’t mean I don’t hurt inside You say you’ll be there when I fall Truth is, you’re not here at all Some times the little things in life matter More than the game itself And when you read this poem You won’t realize it’s about you You can’t read between the lines And figure out how I feel So how’s it feel to wake up alone Without me by your side? I finally realized you played me like Charades, Pretending to be my Mr. Right Maybe I noticed late, But as they say, late is better than never For once I’m hating the player Not the game ‘Cuz life’s not to blame When the player is the one to hate
This place is heaven on Earth, better then the cage of your arms. I feel weightless here, as I float up, then drop again. I feel love, I feel happiness. I can imagine sweet music, or it could be real, But I couldn't care to know. I want to stay here, up with the clouds... No worries. No fear. I live in the clouds... Then the rope is broken. I'm falling... Where is my weightlessness? Where are my clouds, surrounding me, helping me? But only you are there, laughing as I fall. And I mean so little.