Poetry Thread?

Discussion in 'Off Topic' started by Sherily, Aug 21, 2018.

  1. I did share it with him !! I mustered up the courage to show him two other poems that were about him and he cried and then we both cried together and it was amazing since it was all just happy crying (‘:
     
  2. I wrote this a while ago. It’s not my best but I wrote it when I was in a bad place.

    I am not feeling either happy or sad.
    Yellow nor blue.
    It’s neither sunshine or storms.
    My days are just hard to get through.

    I am not feeling like a summers day.
    Where the sun shines bright,
    And the birds make their music.
    My days are more like a winters night.

    On edge, cold, and nippy.
    My weather rough on your skin.
    Gives you a certain chill- goosebumps.
    My cold darkness will always win.
     
  3. Just a not so short note left on my phone, go easy on me im no poet ahahaha

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    Just a not so short note left on my phone, go easy on me im no poet ahahaha

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  5. I felt that.
     
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  7. What makes us Monsters?
    Is it because our thoughts aren’t bright?
    Because our jokes hide from the light?
    What makes us monsters?
    Is it the way we eat?
    Is it the way we greet each other?
    How am I a monster?
    Do I lurk in corners and control shadows?
    Are my eyes glowing red and my teeth needle like?
    How am I a monster?
    Is it because I didn’t obey your every word?
    Is it because I don’t share your views?
    Why am I a monster?
    Do I eat small children?
    Do I push the elderly through the gates of Hell?
    Why am I a monster?
    Is my hair made of snakes and spiders?
    Do I lead the Devils Army into your dreams?
    Are you a monster?
    Why am I and not you?
    What is the difference between you and I?
    Are you sure I am the monster here?
    Because your eyes are glowing and you have children stuck between your teeth.
     
  8. The Path To Being A Man


    Make sure you're happy,
    In reality...
    Not just on the internet,
    Don't fret...
    Fallacious things are said,
    Instead...
    Of the truth of the matter,
    You're sadder...
    Of the fact that others smile,
    Meanwhile...

    You're swallowed by sorrow,
    Not wanting to see tomorrow.
    Pain, pity and much pressure,
    Before you barely felt better.

    Hooked like a writhing worm,
    People laugh as you squirm.
    Treated similar to a jerm,
    Which made you lukewarm.

    Temporary resident everywhere,
    Feeling inadequate as others stare.
    You hate how life isn't fair,
    And let your emotions flare.

    Jot down a bunch of words,
    Supplement them with lies.
    Exaggerate with your verbs,
    When you only see cloudy skies.

    In a mindset where you lose,
    You depend on support from fools.
    Wise men avoid your banter,
    Those who pity give an answer.

    Question the success of many,
    When you don't have any.
    Reduced to settling for less,
    Hating your life even more.

    Your own life you aggrandize,
    Believing your own silly lies.
    Indications of self hatred,
    Because you never made it.

    Forlorn and riddled with pain,
    Denoting depression in your brain.
    Could you truly be saved,
    If you weren't digging your grave?

    Yield at your own insecurity,
    When others are being pragmatic.
    Being pretentious isn't purity,
    Nor are your tendencies to mimic.

    You don't have to be anyone else,
    When you should just be yourself.
    Accommodate some integrity,
    Instead of gratifying negativity.

    Heed the words of a wise man,
    Accept your mortal imperfection.
    On the path to being a man,
    Life is merely at your discretion.
     
  9. Oh wow. I adore this. Great job. ?
     
  10. How I feel right now. ??
     
  11. Thank you
     
  12. Awesome poem the best ever in PIMD
     
  13. Hi. So I wrote up a poem that was pretty emotional for me and then went through tonight to figure out ways I could possibly add in some rhyme. I’m not the best at doing rhymes, but I know I should try and at least practice. I attempted an A, B, A, C rhyming with the entire poem here.



    Existing is hard when I remember
    I am not mine
    I am theirs to pick apart and dismember
    As though I am their prey

    I have been taught to cling
    Letting anyone take me
    I am stuck clutching and grasping
    Hoping one of them will stay

    Is this a way a human can survive
    Constantly tossed around
    Trying to find a way to live
    Wishing someone will end me one day

    This mind cannot settle here
    These screaming thoughts coursing through me
    Please tell me someone else can hear
    My body cannot take anymore bray

    ...
    ...
    ...

    The thoughts begin to hush
    A change the body does not reject
    Gentle hands grazing through the underbrush
    The dense forest of my mind making way

    My bones shift and veins pulse
    Accepting with ease the new feelings
    It is like a strange yet beautiful appulse
    The harsh lessons becoming fray

    He teaches me that I am mine
    That I am my own and chose to be his
    Causing such soothing benign
    I am no longer a wandering stray
     
  14. Here’s another one of my poems. I was writing as I was thinking it. No one has read this one before. It’s based off of something that happened to me currently and like it crushed me. But I’m better now 

    I was stupid.
    I let him in and take all of me.
    Without him I couldn’t breathe.
    I was stupid because,
    He consumed my every thought.
    He controlled all my breaths.
    He made me feel so many things.
    Without him I felt I was nothing.
    I couldn’t think..
    I couldn’t breath..
    I was numb.
    I was stupid.
    It was clear.
    I was stupid.
    He was smart.
    I was stupid.
    He knew what he was doing.
    He played with my heart.
    I was stupid.
    I was just a game.
    I didn’t mean a thing.
    I was stupid.
    But how could I see clear?
    He even gave me a ring..
    I was stupid.
    I said yes.
    He was smart and I was stupid.
    He used me,
    Took all that he wanted.
    I was stupid.
    I gave a boy my heart.
    I was stupid.
    Stupid to think that I needed him.
    I was stupid.
    I gave all my love to him.
    I was stupid because I didn’t give any to myself.
    I was stupid. Really stupid.
     
  15. You weren’t stupid. You were in love... and he was trash.
     
  16. Leadership

    When those living in darkness
    Catch a glimspe of your shine,
    And see that your shimmer
    Gives vision to the blind,
    The envious frantically grasp
    For power you naturally wield,
    And are plagued by eternal bitterness
    Never able to break your shield.

    While they are consumed by greed,
    Reaching for your internal wealth,
    Their serpent like movements
    Are embodied by hatred cloaked in stealth.

    You could laugh as they falter,
    Transcend dimensions unbothered,
    or pray at the alter
    “May peace replace the discontentment they foster.”

    Spectators will ponder your next destination,
    Often in incredulity,
    Of how you could consistently exhibit pride and grace
    in your steps so lucidly.

    Bold statements require action...
    Demonstration of ability.
    A man of true gravitas,
    Leaves little room for humility.

    Focus takes concentration,
    deception can be less than obvious.
    Beat tricksters at their own game,
    Use confusion to avoid the fraudulent.
    You may be labeled arrogant
    As a last attempt to break your self-confidence.
    Love and war
    respect the former...
    And they might avoid the consequent.

    The actions of lesser enemies around you,
    May easily be ignored.
    Weak men often spend more in sermon
    Than their practice could afford.

    Seek not the approval of the ignorant,
    They have few things to believe in.
    An overcompensation for short-comings,
    Justified through few achievements.

    Continue to encourage and educate
    Taking ownership of what you lack.
    So any weapon formed against you,
    Becomes worthless when you’re attacked.

    They’ll marvel at your security.
    While others are being dramatic,
    A steady hand shows maturity,
    When the opposing forces stances become erratic.

    And while they guess at what it takes,
    And offer advice.
    On how to master a position they aren’t fit for,
    Your true value they underprice.

    A wise man knows he has much to learn,
    betters himself while helping brothers,
    And accepts responsibility for his mistakes,
    Before pointing out those of another.
     
  17. I dont do titles too. So here it is. Welp.


    I was happy before you came
    Now, nothing will ever be the same
    I did all the thing that you wanted
    But darling, you took me for granted

    Is it my fault to fall for you?
    And was it a mistake to think you fell for me too?
    Then one day, realization hit me hard
    That you were playing with just some card

    I tried to think that we are meant for each other
    But I became a fool thinking that we will be together
    Forever, yes, that was our promise
    A memory from that I will just reminisce

    I told you I want us to last forever
    All I want is for you to hold on a little longer
    You said that you will never get tired of me
    That you will always want my company

    You know that all I did was fight
    That all you had to do was hold in tight
    I know that its going to be a bumpy ride
    But I dont care as long as you are by my side

    Did I ask for something big?
    Or is it hard for you to just give
    You said I should never feel insecure
    That I will always be you cure

    December 14, 2014, we prayed
    Its like our fate has been made
    I thought that fate tied us for our relationship to last
    But it just happened so fast

    Now, I'm sitting here with a broken heart
    Because you tore what we had apart
     
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  18. Why is my best friend such a good poet?!?
    I love this Clark, really emotion jerking!
     
  19. DO I KNOW THIS GAL, IS THIS CY?