Poetry

does anyone know a site where i can take free classes on being a better poet and do anyone know a site where i can submit poetry and get comments from other people?

2007-08-07 09:56:24 · 4 answers · asked by superbat121 1

This is based on a real life experience that I just had. Can you guess what happened?

It's a cinquain.

-Bra-

Ouchie!
Something poked me
right in my left nipple.
What on earth could cause me this pain?
Money.

2007-08-07 08:52:24 · 14 answers · asked by Cinnibuns 5

Crash. Boom. Bang.
Your mess. Your fault.
I pick up the pieces.
We live in one world, yet two.
Never crossing paths.
9 o'clock. 10 o'clock. 11 o'clock. Midnight.
I can hear the silence.
No sun after your storm.
Crash. Boom. Bang.
My mess. My fault.
You always pick up the pieces.

I know it doesnt rhyme, its abstract. But I wrote it after a fight with my best guy friend. Honestly, what do you think?

2007-08-07 08:09:26 · 10 answers · asked by Anonymous

"Memory"

It came like a theif in the night
And left with the breeze
It took away all that we had
And left behind an empty shell
A hollow dream and two broken hearts
Are all that we have to our name
A life of peace and togetherness
Is what it took away

And it seems we've grown apart
Though I don't know how or why
And now there's just a memory
Of the way things used to be

As I grew up you grew away
And no longer wanted a part of me
Either we worked too hard or not hard enough
Or maybe we were just left behind
Something out there took away our faith
We stopped believing in the American Dream
My life is right where it should be
Though I didn't get here the way I planned

And it seems the world has tuned me out
Though I don't know how or why
I wish there was more than a memeory
To remind me how it used to be

2007-08-07 07:10:37 · 3 answers · asked by bambie_starr 1

poem of forgiveness, help me thanks

2007-08-07 06:58:50 · 3 answers · asked by Anonymous

Hello lovely people! :-)

OK, so its been a long day and I'm a little peeved off because my mum can be so damn embarassing .. so I turn to poetry, yet have nothing to write about because I've already written 2 poems today .. I want to write something of drama and intensity .. I've written about 2 lovers in a storm in the forest and a man comitting suicide .. NOW WHAT?

All your ideas welcome! I've complety ran out of ideas and a 30 minute walk didn't even do the trick!

:-))))))))))))))))))))))))

God Bless.

2007-08-07 06:46:45 · 5 answers · asked by Anonymous

welcome always. :)



Excuses, excuses all sound the same.
Lets find somewhere to lay the blame!
Certainly not on the parents or the offspring,
let’s just sue and see how much money it brings.
It’s OUR generation, all these little *****
mortgaging their futures to old navy and starbucks
$4 cup of coffee and making the minimum payment (if we can)
our lives are owned by sally mae and uncle sam...
Not to mention mom and dad
they seem so proud of their little grad
the last day of kindergarten we celebrate
and the TRUE milestones dissaparate.

2007-08-07 05:39:50 · 8 answers · asked by Anonymous

My all time favourite is 'The Jabberwocky", but my favourite love poem is "Celia" by someone who's name I can't remember. It goes something like this:
"When all is lost and lonely,
When I think all hope has gone,
I walk along High Holburn,
And think of you, with nothing on!"

2007-08-07 05:23:08 · 25 answers · asked by The Advice Guru 1

Assumption.

delicate word play
obscure
observation
lets me know
you think you have a clue

how can you know what I won’t even tell myself?

The nerve.

2007-08-07 04:24:29 · 8 answers · asked by Anonymous

As a small child, crawling so tenderly
Not knowing now what, in the future he’ll be
Early in life, we’ll need to plan
To grow him into a really great man

We hope that his life will be true and be long
And for that feat, he’ll need to be strong
For in his life, he’ll share all its sorrows
He’ll take it in stride and plan for tomorrows

If he is smart, he’ll learn to observe
For sometime in life, it will throw him a curve
If he learns young, there won’t be much pain
As we all know, it can come down like rain

And as he grows, he can go anywhere
We’ll start him out young, give him a dare
We’ll hope that, he’ll learn to explore
There is so much out there, for him to adore

And when it is time, for him to grow old
We hope in his life, he was truth full and bold
And when all those years, does takes it toll
We’ll look at his life; we’ve accomplished our goal

2007-08-07 04:00:37 · 4 answers · asked by gary_b04901 1

I see who you are,
your mouth covered with scars
Run if you must,
you'll not get very far

Whom do you trust?
With your heart full of lust,
your hate is your doom
and your fate will be just

You were spun on hell's loom,
cast from your own mother's womb.
Don't bother asking why
when we spit on your tomb.

I hope when you die,
that no one will cry.
Heaven's gate will be barred
while you tell your race lie.

2007-08-07 02:33:58 · 13 answers · asked by Ubi Caritas 3

What do you think is the best poem on about journeys?

2007-08-07 00:05:11 · 5 answers · asked by Anonymous

I have a really hard time knowing how to differentiate the stresses in poetry. How do I know if a word is stressed and how do I know if it's read as a light stress (falling inflection, right?) or a heavy stress (rising inflection, if I'm not mistaken). I think I'm tone deaf...

2007-08-06 21:23:43 · 3 answers · asked by Anonymous

You told me not to be so cliche, so I tried something a bit different from my usual taste...


title: The Shadowing

I stand alone,
A supernal breeze flows by...
As I catch my breath,
I close my eyes,
And count the seconds as they go by.
Silence fills the air;
Clouds engulf the sun,
The light sudden darkens.
I make no movements,
No words spoken.
Rain slowly starts to pour.
The impossibility of summer rains,
grasping the opportunity;
Overpower the sun.
But victory was short lived,
As the sun did rise again.

2007-08-06 20:53:50 · 8 answers · asked by Ghost Opera 3

Strikes my heart
That these feelings
Are so vague

Vague as in
Smoke
Going through the air
Invisible as it is
Not something
You can put your
Hand on
Is it?

But they are everywhere
But they make everything
But they make things right
They makes thing is complicated
But they are so vague
Like smoky haze in air

2007-08-06 20:22:57 · 8 answers · asked by Moanika 6

I have read this in some of the comments but I do not understand what it means.

Would you be kind enough to educate me?

Thank you.

2007-08-06 20:16:11 · 0 answers · asked by Anonymous

Lying by the beach thinking tonight. Does everything have a solution? Life is filled with endless questions.

Such as why is the sky blue?

How to fall asleep at night?

Also puzzled questions as why did we break up and go out again and again?

Not all questions in life will ever come with answers. There will never be a book in the library called “The solution to every kid’s endless questions in life?” Sometimes were scared to ask, because we can feel the answer will lead us in the direction to why that and how come. It all comes down to this, life was meant to be a struggle and opened with many problems and un-solved questions. Why would you ask if you know a question will lead to a bigger and larger problem? Maybe it was a simple question in the beginning to start out with. All I want is an answer to some of life’s confusing questions. In the end there might just be a solution. Too many opened and confused questions in my life.

2007-08-06 19:28:22 · 7 answers · asked by princess 2

you've got my heart, plz, don't give it back. you've got my heart, i know this for a fact. you've had my heart since the first time we met. you still have my heart, this i don't regret. take it with you, wherever you go. and this, i think you should know: you're the only one i want holding my heart. you're the onhly one, who wont tear it apart.

2007-08-06 18:53:44 · 13 answers · asked by Anonymous

warning: came up with this poem in the middle of the night and my rhyming isn't that good..

In the eyes of deathwe look
and we fightwe figh
with all our might
until our willpower seeps away just like our wealth.

In the eyes of love
we fall and we sing
it has that aura, an attractive bling
with that feeling, you soar into the sky like a dove.

in the eyes of hate
we show it and we hide
having to choose a side
this world is what WE create.

in the eyes of life
we smile and we rejoice
to the world,we spread out joys
and into this new adventure, we happily dive.

2007-08-06 18:47:34 · 8 answers · asked by V 4

2007-08-06 15:39:52 · 7 answers · asked by Mrs. Brown 5

I will protect you from the night
but you must sheild me from the light
if you refuse Darks evil goal
ill guard my blood, ill guard your soul

the light will keep dark far away
to keep you safe i too must stay
ill stay here, i will play my role
ill guard my blood, ill guard your soul

i will hold him off, run my lass
ill stay back and not let him pass
since you didnt let him take control
ill guard my blood, ill guard your soul

my love walks and talks around free
you hear it, feel it, unlike me
Cause your pretty as a foal
ill guard my blood, ill guard your soul

i wont let you hurt, fail, or fall
but it has ended this forestall
he's coming but as black is coal
ill guard my blood, ill guard your soul

you still dont run, but you dont know
youv'e never seen your own lights glow
so you wont be claimed like a roll
illl guard my blood, ill guard your soul

2007-08-06 14:21:27 · 3 answers · asked by Anonymous

2007-08-06 13:55:01 · 2 answers · asked by Lady C 2

In this world you tried
Not leaving me alone behind
There's no other way
I'll pray to the gods let him stay
The memories ease the pain inside,
Now I know why

All of my memories keep you near
In silent moments
Imagine you'd be here.
All of my memories keep you near,
Your silent whispers, silent tears

Made me promise I'd try
To find my way back in this life
I hope there is a way
To give me a sign you're okay
Reminds me again it's worth it all
So I can go home

All of my memories keep you near
In silent moments
Imagine you'd be here
All of my memories keep you near
Your silent whispers, silent tears

Together in all these memories
I see your smile
All of the memories I hold dear
Darling, you know I'll love you
till the end of time

All of my memories keep you near
In silent moments,
Imagine you'd be here
All of my memories keep you near,
Your silent whispers, silent tears

All of my memories...

2007-08-06 10:38:02 · 2 answers · asked by Anthony C 4

Well, I love poetry with deep meaning, and usually I like it better if it rhymes, but then there are some people who don't like when poetry rhymes, since most good poems don't. Is there a certain way to write poems, or does it really all just come down to a bunch of phrases...with meaning, of course. I just....don't really get how you write a poem.

2007-08-06 10:23:47 · 7 answers · asked by Anonymous

Please don’t look down on us
Because we are young
Don’t complain about the clothes we wear
Or about the songs we’ve sung
We’re just trying to figure out what we don’t understand
And in truth, that’s quite a lot
You hope we are walking the path that you did
And we desperately pray that we’re not
We grew up wanting to be like you
But now we’re not so sure
For your generation has caused all the problems that ours will have to cure
You will never see us crying
Though we sometimes wish you could
We used to hate it when you said, “I love you.”
But now we wish you would
And now our world is scary
Goodbye sweet “ignorance is bliss”
When all the problems in our world could be solved by mother’s kiss
We don’t want to be what society calls us
A punk, a jock, a nerd
But we’re just too afraid to tear down our walls and abandon our own little herd
We look at the pictures in the albums
And we know you love us dearly
But somehow it seems, no matter how hard you try

2007-08-06 10:01:35 · 11 answers · asked by filmnoirgirl16 3

love or life or friendship or death or ???
what would attract you more as a theme to read and like a poem?

2007-08-06 08:53:39 · 8 answers · asked by sup 4

The Decadent Decline

Sounds of much glass crashing
Couldn't stop all this from passing
We all live in this hellhole of everlasting bashing
Just couldn't stop all the fast lashing

If this rhyme is too negative give me a break
If this crime is too hostile than try to forgive this mistake
As this intent of violence begins to rise
Its just a bit of my special suprise

Twelve days of reknown have bitten us all up
Ten weeks of the fear has it smitten the flowing cup
Nine months the day of dread appears and it wears
All the colors of you and all those I've met...lost the bet

Will you turn on me to fight on this night of all nights
As the crux of my many desperate plights
Wishing for an end to this trance the bullet flies home
Missing all the moves to this lasting dance with bleeding foam

We see all of our past lives many unforgiveable mistakes
As we fly to the Pearly Gates looking for the highest stakes
People walking on polished gold and god in Heaven see this as the ultimate balm
I wanted to stay but just couldn't take all this calm

You can only be in one or the other as I fluttered downwards
Sky above or flames below the angels muttered
As the bottom nears all the fears cause me to stutter
Why what a mistake in this wake of suffering.....life was not so bad

2007-08-06 05:55:12 · 8 answers · asked by Anonymous

My Storm

The clouds appear motionless, in the sky,
As shades of blue and gray, go by,
My mood, swings,
Like wings,
They take me to a distant place,
A sense of calm, a tranquil space,
To ease my mind...
How kind,
The gentle rain, caressed my face,
Removed the dirt (the hurt), without a trace,
To set me free...
As you can see,
The drops roll down, across my frame,
Reminding me, this is no game,
Life is for living...
Ever giving,
Simple pleasures of the heart,
A pulse in time, a refreshing start,
It's time to grow...
Let go,
Hold fast to the wind, and fly,
Be free, the thunder cries,
It rains for me...
I see... the possibility.

Prose written by - Touche

2007-08-06 04:36:52 · 3 answers · asked by Anonymous

2007-08-06 01:55:26 · 6 answers · asked by TD Euwaite? 6

We are worthless!
We cause pain!
We are pathetic!
You think… I mean, you REALLY think…
That you can fool people with the false front of yours?
You think they haven’t realised what a monster we are?
You think they can’t see us,
You think they don’t know we are here?
You think they don’t know who we are?
They look at us in disgust!
They look at us like we are worthless…
A waste of space!
We ARE!
We are already causing so much regret,
At such a young age…
We don’t deserve this life.
We should give it up so someone else can have it.
Look around…
They’re staring at us again!
They’ve heard you screaming at us,
“Shut up!” “Go away!” “Be quiet!”
We really are pathetic!
We DESERVE to die!
We are going… No one can hurt us now…
Just us and the knife, the knife that could cure us.
I told you it was a good idea to bring it with us…
I told us it was for our protection…
How gullible we are!
Now end this suffering before we get taken away.
Before we are told we are crazy

2007-08-06 01:52:06 · 9 answers · asked by cos_mic_2k3 2