Poetry

This is one of my poems please tell me how good/bad it is, I wrote it when I was 13.


Life
I let it pass me by
Before my very eye
I thought nothing about it
I didn't doubt it
I never caught it
Till it went for a spin
It turned upside-down
And tossed me to the ground
I got back up where I had fallen
And shook my head
How could I have
Let it pass me by right before my very eye

2007-08-02 19:03:49 · 4 answers · asked by RZ (LPPBS) 4

i fi write poetry and i think it's really bad and i don't get better after a while--should i quit???? should i move on to something else???? is poetry not my thing if i don't get better?????
some people say that if i don't get better i might as well quit an find something else to do. i like poetry for a few reasons. one is because it makes you stand out some. unlike most people i don't wanna fit in and be unnoticed--i wanna stand out and be unique. what do you think??????

2007-08-02 18:42:18 · 9 answers · asked by Minty 2

Fever Street

Where have all the blacklisted gone?
with blasted wounds and blood goat songs
Where have the marked men to say?
with bad reputations and fan-chested fame
that twirls like clocks gone mad
when they caught sight of the crack
in the surface of the once Super.moon
drawn by some simian goon named God
named flawed, such as mine Emanuel
which is listless.listen to us.we are but one witness
to wristless ghosts who committed suicide over
a burnt piece of toast.
Laughing chariots of Caraban flaps
that lap the steppes of a shoreman's craft
and to this I turn my back
Thinking of the time. when I percieved the growing
green eye of God's mean sight
Bring me the inner Karma carlight
that guides champions with a winner's startling star kite
that teases the sea breezes
and releases the feminist crazies
with eye lash fashion traps.

Fever Street

2007-08-02 18:41:33 · 4 answers · asked by Anonymous

Thankful For You
Not alot in my life goes right at all
but your always there to catch me whenever I fall
you make me happy whenever I'm blue
this is why I'm thankful for you

I'm far from perfect
but you don't care
I've made far too many mistakes
but your still here
Why your still with me I have no clue
this is why I'm thankful for you

Whenever push came to shove
You were always there to give me a kiss and a hug
guys like you theres only a few
This is why I'm thankful for you.

2007-08-02 17:54:54 · 7 answers · asked by Anonymous

A haiku has 5-7-5 syllables.
Example:
He entered the room,
Shot and killed the sheriff. Now
Off to jail for him!

2007-08-02 17:40:06 · 9 answers · asked by embroidery fan 7

I changed my 4th Stanza form my fist draft and would like to hear what you have to say.

I have an idea for a title as well, but if you would like to contribute....

As you travel on the path
You are not alone
For a barrier has been drawn
That time in moments will stall

Neither true night nor true day
Will ever prevent me
Returning once again
To my full glory.

As the dusk of night falls
Return to the path of normality
I will be there
Though not in clarity.

For in the moments that swiftly pass
Look close you may see
Released dreams awaken to reality
Knowing I am truly free

Set upon for a moment
Hidden as the sun controls
Not fearing for knowing
As the moon takes her hold

For twice rising
Then twice falling
Always in full glory
I am all

Passing again
Times wasteful friend
Returning again
The marrows end.

2007-08-02 17:33:12 · 3 answers · asked by Sam 4

i'm going down to the keys for ten days tomorrow. to babysit and other stuff. we're supposed to be catching lobsters. but i just read in a magazine a little bit ago that lobster season is over.lol. but thats not the point. i want to know a good way to write some poems when i'm there. i'm stumped right now. i've been stumped for the past few days. maybe if i get bit by a shark i could write about that.lol. any ideas???? for some reason i have a feeling i won't get to many ideas while i'm there. i feel like a fool.

2007-08-02 17:04:11 · 9 answers · asked by Minty 2

Broken wings sing to me,
As I fall into the unchanging sky,
Stars are surrounding me but I see no light,
These walls are caving into me,
And I can't seem to find my way out of this maze,
This maze of fallen angels,
Now I see that I am one of them,
I am one of them falling into the night,
The night that has nothing to offer me.
Succumbed to darkness,
I love this feeling.
Let it consume who I am.
Welcome to the garden of fallen angels.

2007-08-02 16:01:53 · 3 answers · asked by nocries121 2

2007-08-02 15:55:59 · 21 answers · asked by i_♥_YoU 2

Beleive they say, have faith and happiness will come your way. We all have our lessons to learn, the piper to pay. I see the wicked feeding on opportunity while the pure just try to earn a dollar. I see the so called successful and the ruin from their path disgraceful. Lying witness to the world turning in the wrong direction has left me with no intention. It seems the darker the soul, the faster to reach the goal. The pure at heart, lose from the start. Leading the way with the faith that prosperity comes only when struggle survives.

2007-08-02 15:18:11 · 5 answers · asked by tsj12814 1

Lookin' Out The Window

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


Fiery tap water anxiously flowed
I see Niagara, churning up soap
For an instant, I'm there, truly amazed
A "tap" on the hip snaps me out of daze



Barely overheard to the sink filling up,
Was the voice of my Linleigh requesting a cup?
T'was not for a drink but, to go out and play
With sand, mud and water (her plans for the day)



Easing in dishes and silverware
I lived among "suds" my gaze unaware
Creating "sud" people, "sud" homes and a town
Even "sud" cars that were driving around!



Yet another small voice brought me right back
Matthue came in for just a few snacks
A surprise for the others playing outside
I glanced out the window with pure peace of mind



Shutting the "tap" down and grabbing a sponge
I drift away to those days I was young
Playing ball, running and climbing up trees
Now I watch my children do all of these

2007-08-02 14:10:52 · 14 answers · asked by ? 3

Who will Believe?



(about a very gifted child I know at the school where I teach, yup, a six year old psychic, he truly is amazin' *^_^*)




Rubber ducks and matchbox cars
A stranger in first grade
Why you know all that will happen?
you’re just a product as God made

Spirits all around you
voices callin’ out
in you mind there’s no denying,
adults hold the doubt

And the pain reigns though
your pleading case, deaf ears back to you
You’re the only one who’s left alone
who’ll accept you?
~
(Chorus)
‘Cause you’re the only one
you hear cryin’ out
Shadow’s adjacent ‘round you
mirrored in your eyes
Still they don’t see
what’s been hidin’ underneath
There’s no time now for foolishness
Who will believe?
~
Your predictions of the weather
blowed off as shear luck
When you said James would get better
once more just not enough

Almost seven now and don’t know how
to prove God made you devine
What’s it take for a kid today
turning water into wine?

2007-08-02 14:07:55 · 8 answers · asked by ? 3

bloody kisses

Her heart as black as coal
Her soul belongs to wishes
She knew her part,she knew her role
Tied down with bloody kisses

Her slender thighs, porcelain white
Her hips she moved with purpose
Making love had never held such fright
Even fearing for my life, I stayed in her circus

With every thrust and moan
I was being ravaged
As I squirmed and groaned
She a total savage

She looked down and mocked me
With scorn and discontent
She was quite unhappy
I, completely spent

2007-08-02 13:52:54 · 3 answers · asked by The Dark Prince 3

bile

Stuck in the back of my throat
Bitter, nasty, horrible taste
People preconcieve too fast
Black and brown and yellow too
Why do we hate
Try to see the good in each
I don't understand
Why someone would choose
To taste the pure bile of hate?

2007-08-02 13:36:48 · 5 answers · asked by The Dark Prince 3

I think it's called Enough...it goes something like i wish you enough rain that you appreciate the sunshine....

2007-08-02 13:32:17 · 3 answers · asked by Jam 1

Okay, so I take the road less traveled--what if I get lost? How do I find my way home again?

2007-08-02 12:50:53 · 11 answers · asked by thelostrose 3

My Beloved

Across the endless sea you've gone,
Across to Heaven's shore.
I cannot feel your silken touch,
I'll see your face no more.

For now I'll miss you next to me,
And have for several years.
My sorrow that you're gone from me,
Has caused me many tears.

I miss the way you looked at me,
I miss your nose so cute.
I miss the sunlight in your hair,
I sometimes feel I'm mute.

The years I had, so fleeting few,
To gather next to me,
The memories of a lifetime,
So in my mind I'd see.

The sparkles in your eyes so blue,
The golden hair so fine,
The perfumed scent I loved so much,
When you were only mine.

I must stay here, yet, for a time,
But there will come a day,
When I will meet you by the gate,
And then with each we'll stay.

No more to part, nor turn our backs,
Our spirits will entwine.
As one we'll spend eternity,
For you I'll cease to pine.

2007-08-02 12:22:52 · 6 answers · asked by Dondi 7

“Son of a Witch”

All in a haste come a flurry of hits
Like a pile of falling pissed off bricks
The expected eruptions cause explosion
Inventing fear from concrete devotion
With constant tremor inside his head
His panic stirs his conscious dead
As the trembles settle, realizes too late
He’s the earthquake maker, dealt unlucky fate

Lying on the floor in his own disgust
A moment after a clashing thrust
The dizziness drowning out her full intent
There’s nothing left but the smell of resent
Lazily twitching like a thirsty sunfish
Hopeless like a puppy near a vacant dish
He’s eight years old and mom’s enemy
The carpet stain was her last memory

2007-08-02 12:12:05 · 4 answers · asked by Anonymous

i recently put some poems up here and got some good feedback
how do i go about getting them published
where can i send them in

2007-08-02 09:46:54 · 6 answers · asked by Anonymous

how do these lyrics sound in a poetic sense?

I linger in the doorway
Of alarm clock screaming monsters
Calling my name
Let me stay,
Where the wind will whisper to me,
Where the raindrops as they're falling tell a story.

[CHORUS:]
In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullabies,
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple sky fly over me.

Don't say I'm out of touch
With this rampant chaos, Your reality.
I know well what lies beyond my sleeping refuge,
The nightmare, I built my own world to escape.

In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullabies,
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple sky fly over me.

Swallowed up in the sound of my screaming
Cannot cease for the fear
Of silent nights.
Oh, how I long for the deep sleep dreaming,
The goddess of imaginary light.

In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullabies,
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple sky fly over me.

2007-08-02 09:28:41 · 2 answers · asked by Anthony C 4

I pour my tea into the teacup
Of sapphire porcelain creation.
The world is quiet and I breathe in the steam
Deep and thoroughly.

I absorb.
Time passes by without a moment of worry,
Without a moment of hurry,
Without a moment of fuss.

The clocks ticks itself away,
Bringing my age along with it. Yet is
Every moment wasted, or spent?
The uncertainty is not apparant to me.

I enjoy the peace.
My legs, my mind, my strength
All need adequate rest.
The existence of perfection is not within the physical.

I am not a god,
Nor will I ever be.
Here, I hear my thoughts,
For every pulse of emotion is just beneath my skin.

It is quiet...
Very quiet.
I needed this time,
For it is not wasteful.

2007-08-02 09:13:24 · 6 answers · asked by Anthony C 4

I closed my eyes
I searched every where
You were not there
You were long gone from my dreams

I closed My eyes
I seached everywhre
I found a glow which none could share
Which I could follow Till it deems.

I closed my eyes
I searched every where
Felt your fregrance in air
Yet I won't find You It seems

I closed my eyes
I searched every where
I heard A voice 'come her'
There in heaven you waiting waiting for me

2007-08-02 07:14:08 · 21 answers · asked by ALOK K 1

i wrote it in 9th grade(im going into 12th now), but i found it the other day and added it to my blog today. here it is, let me know what you think!

NEVERLAND
Here I am
Sitting on my speed boat in the middle
of the Atlantic Ocean. Suddenly,
A ship full of angry pirates blasts itself
Against my boat, causing sparks to
Erupt! In desperation, I jump out for fear
of being burnt alive. As I gasp for breaths,
In the cold ocean blue,
I see the maligning marauders escaping with
My precious pet ducky!
How will I survive? My only friend is gone,
While I slowly lose energy and am
Doomed to drowning. Thankfully,
a helicopter magically appears to save me from
My fated future. Out jumps an
Amazingly gorgeous man, who goes by the name of Ken.
He hoists me up, and we fly off to
Neverland, where we get married and live
Happily ever after!
However, my dreams are crushed when I
Realize I am sitting in a bathtub,
Married to a doll named Ken.
Living alone, I've gone a bit crazy.

2007-08-02 06:16:09 · 9 answers · asked by Lauren 5

Unfortunately, I don't know the title of it, or who the author is. I only know some words to it. "Hoy me voy. Quiero ser noche para vestirme de estrellas. Quiero ser lluvia para circundar los campos. Y resballar por las ventanas con sabor de lagrimas."
Help, anyone?

2007-08-02 05:54:25 · 5 answers · asked by kostbareralptraum 1

you hit me once
shame on you
you hit me twice
and I shot you
now behind bars
I sit and I wait
to tell my story
to judge and state
should I have aimed
for the arm not the head
I guess it dont matter
your already dead

2007-08-02 04:49:11 · 10 answers · asked by Anonymous

What do you think about this poem

Should I change anything......How can I make it better?
http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog-kGaBWoMkd7_KLHTVmv7N6rg-?cq=1

2007-08-02 04:26:58 · 6 answers · asked by Anonymous

here is the poem in english
-night thoughts
i wake up and moonbeams play around my bed
glittering like hoarfroast to my wondering eyes
uowards the glourious moon i raise my head
then lay me down and thoughts of home arise

2007-08-02 02:48:11 · 3 answers · asked by wong 1

Does anyone know where to get a Good scroll box. not something small. but a good sized one i can use to put pictures in.....

2007-08-02 02:15:06 · 1 answers · asked by 8teen 2

Everyone surely has darkness
Hidden somewhere in their heart
Sometimes it prevents them
From living as they wish

We can't imagine other people's pain
It's hard for us to share it

But if I meet someone
Whom I really want to face
I don't want to feel fear

You shut the door of your heart with a violent noise
And lost the key to open it
A long time ago
So please tell me
Exactly what you feel
Just with common words
And with common expressions
Please let me hear

It's so fearful to believe
What is invisible and formless
But if you can do so
Don't you feel it's wonderful?

Even in the middle of such a grey city
Where you can hardly hold yourself together

Don't laugh so weakly
With a resigned look
As if to say "Such is life"

2007-08-02 02:05:28 · 6 answers · asked by Chris 2

can you give me some ideas plz

2007-08-02 01:36:19 · 10 answers · asked by XxBeautiful DiastorxX 2