Poetry

2007-12-01 01:51:44 · 14 answers · asked by g 3

LIKE A FEATHER

LIKE A FEATHER,
FLUTTERING ADRIFT NOWHERE.
LIKE A FEATHER,
DROWNING FLIGHT MAY END ANYWHERE…

LIKE A FEATHER,
LOVELY IT SEEMS TO BE;
LIFE SPENT SO FREELY,
IN ABSENCE OF SECURITY.

SMOOTH ON ITS SURFACE,
ROUGH ON ITS SURVIVAL;
A FEATHER-LIKE PALACE,
IN AMBIVALENT CARNIVAL.

AS CUPID GOES ON AND ON,
TWO HEARTS SETS AFIRE;
A FEATHER-LIKE BOND,
EMBROIDERED BY DESIRE.

LIKE A FEATHER,
DROWNING FLIGHT ENDS EVERYWHERE…
BUT UNLIKE A FEATHER,
CRASH-LANDING LEAVES US NOWHERE!!!

2007-12-01 01:44:23 · 12 answers · asked by Dark Dickinsonian 4

For my english class, I have to write a 15 verse poem.


I need to know what a verse is?


Is : On his way to work, he saw a man. Who was short in figure, and held a cane in his hand.

One or two verses? thanks

2007-12-01 01:41:48 · 2 answers · asked by Anonymous

IMPEDIMENTS

Where did you come from, lamentable quality?
So horrible, so deranged, such an atrocity!
You make barriers of communication an idiosyncrasy,
Thus, filling Carolinians like me, with stupidity.

To everyone, you are a great hindrance
To me and to my friends, you are such a nuisance!
You make our minds dilapidated,
Albeit we know that we would never be defeated.

Carolinians have unique personalities,
Hence, we deal our problems with relative ease.
Thanks to our different multiple intelligence,
We learn within learning spheres with diligence.

To think positive and not negative,
To express our opinions in elegant mathematics,
To accept and to learn to love ourselves well,
To find an exit, to go out from our shell.

To draw art that contains well – inscribed feelings,
To be one with nature, the pristine air and calm waters,
To dance with rhythm and
To communicate effectively, removing its barriers.

by: Daryl Jay Eborda, Cebu City, Philippines

2007-11-30 23:00:01 · 2 answers · asked by Anonymous

I didn't see this coming
It hit like a big surprise
Like a thief in the night
Stealing away my sunshine
Now I'm crawling on my hands and knees
Looking for the light

It hit me from the blind side
Now I don't know what to do
It hit me from the blind side
I cry out to You
I don't have any answers

Your ways are higher
Your love is stronger
And through this pain
You'll cover me
Your grace is greater
When there are no answers
And through this pain
You'll cover me
And through this pain
You'll cover me

I never thought this could happen
I'm living in my own nightmare
Are You even there?
Hanging on by a thread now
I'm begging for the pain to end
Will it ever end?

It hit me from the blind side
It's getting hard to breathe
It hit me from the blind side
The hurt, it feels so deep
And I don't have any answers

Now each night seems so long
I don't think I'm this strong
How many times can I ask why?
I can't believe this is real

2007-11-30 18:14:41 · 6 answers · asked by JJS 1

for english, i have to find a poem by walt whitman and create a collage relating to the poem...
does anyone have any ideas for what poem i should use?

2007-11-30 17:21:38 · 2 answers · asked by Anonymous

I wanna write something about a girl who try so hard to move on but everytime she almost completely move on, the guy keep on coming back to her. Is there any lyrics that I can relate to?

Ps: I need words, beautiful words to describe her problem.

2007-11-30 17:15:13 · 4 answers · asked by ally_hannah 2

i always juss hide
what im feeling inside
cuz i dont want you to see me cry
thats why
when you ask i deny
i dont wanna let you kno im sad
i dont want you to see me mad
i dont even want you to kno im happy
cuz im scared that youll see
the real me



im not sure so i want your opinion

2007-11-30 16:05:06 · 2 answers · asked by silent 2

2007-11-30 15:52:08 · 14 answers · asked by Orgazmo 2

2007-11-30 15:50:24 · 5 answers · asked by Orgazmo 2

My harsh approach to lists of things to do:
Reduce the count from many down to few
And only chase the one I must pursue.

Against my sense of duty I send wit
A champion to guarantee the fit
Of comely virtue with my urge to sit.

Ya know, a lot of stuff can go undone,
You needn't finish tasks you've not begun,
Some fights unfought preserve what can't be won.

I envy not the energetic man
Whose life is spent on some ambitious plan
Of doing all that any human can.

I'll do a thing or two to please myself
And leave ambition rusting on the shelf.

2007-11-30 15:10:02 · 4 answers · asked by skumpfsklub 6

Did you know they use your poems, to sell books. I am not talking about the books that publish your poems in it that they try to sale to you, with your work in it...But key words in your poem are underlined, and when you click on it, it sends you to places like Amazon.com. all these online book stores. Your poems are being used as advertizement to sale other books on other links. I had not given anyone permission to use my poem as a marketing scheme.Do they have the rights to use our work , as a link for other companies, There is nothing in the guide lines that say so.

2007-11-30 15:05:03 · 9 answers · asked by Anonymous

13 ships set forth on a voyage,
One day in the year of the same dangerous shore
Brairing thestorms and winds with courage
The smallest led them to a fruitful anchor

A ship came thwarting a hazardous sea
A mishap befell on the way,
She preferred to be left and the load be free
But the others, pursued with gay

Beguiled by friendship this happy trip,
By laughter and merriment among the captains of the ships
Each and everyone enjoying the trip
Though with problems they begot..............

......still unfinished............ it is a continuation of a poem i asked about 12 hours ago........

2007-11-30 15:01:58 · 15 answers · asked by makerzZz........** 2

do you ever wanna go back in time
to when you were 8 or 9
maybe change you fate
but its a little late
you cant take it back but would you
realy want too



im not realy finished but what do you think

2007-11-30 15:00:04 · 13 answers · asked by Anonymous

By Dag Drahmr

Tail twitches,
on entering the forbidden woods.
Yellow eyes peer,
deep into the shadows.
Nose flairs,
odors rides the wind.
Ears fold back,
snap of a twig.
Heart beats faster,
fear stirs the blood.
Flight or fight,
the hunt begins.

2007-11-30 14:51:13 · 4 answers · asked by Coop 366 7

As I lay down,
And try to sleep,
Dreams don't come,
I start to weep.

I'm not used to this,
This...sleeplessness.
What's wrong with me?
Where's my bliss?

Then I realize the problem,
So I lift my head.
I sit myself up,
Straighten my legs.

Get out of my bed,
Go down to the den,
Where my mom sits,
With my daddy Ben.

"I love you", I say,
In my childish voice.
"Goodnight and sleep well!"
Inside I rejoice.

I cross the room,
And give each a hug,
Add on a kiss,
Get a drink from dad's mug.

And back to my room,
Where I drift off to sleep.
I solved my problem,
No more counting sheep.

It's alittle childish and dumb, I know, but I kinda like it 'casue that's how I was before. I couldn't sleep w/o givin' my mommy and stepdaddy a hug and kiss!

2007-11-30 14:43:55 · 29 answers · asked by PinkElmo 2

with every exhale,
there is a recipet.
at expense,
many knowingly do meet.

with every inhale,
the innocent weep.
for the act of breathing,
is now in defeat.

the cost may vary from,
state to state.
but the heavy pennie,
still holds heavy weight.

what do u think of it?

2007-11-30 14:36:02 · 2 answers · asked by Anonymous

"The Storm"
I see fierce clouds of darkness, they're heading my way,
Why can't you all leave me alone, Just go away!
The thunder rumbles now, like a fright train passing by,
I wan't to give up, Just fall to the floor and cry.
Here comes the lightning leaving as fast as it came.
Who am I? Am I no one? Am I just another name?
My life is a storm, filled with darkness and pain.
As I look ahead I only see more rain.


I write alot, i just want some feedback...see what people think of my work.

2007-11-30 14:11:00 · 6 answers · asked by Anonymous

whats a poem what is it suppose to include i have to do 1 for my english class

2007-11-30 13:58:21 · 4 answers · asked by wik 2

I dont think so.
Grammar actually takes away from my creative mind.

2007-11-30 12:27:42 · 15 answers · asked by Patrick 2

Baby Grace
Written by Semper Fi Reborn

Who is to blame,
When a child is harmed?
Who is the one,
To sound the alarm?
Who is the one who'll,
Dry her tears?
Who'll be the light,
Of her wonder years?

Children are seeds,
Won't you let them grow?
Before you strike,
Won't you let them go?
They are pure love,
Pure in every way.
So let your child,
Feel loved everyday.

Why harm a child,
For your own twisted thoughts.
Life has no price,
It cannot be bought,
Or sold, bartered,
Not meant for trade.
Life's more than a song,
It's a serenade.

Destroy violent thoughts,
And let love replace.
While we must all mourn,
For sweet Baby Grace.

Please do something to save the children from the hands of pain, and bring them into the arms of love.

2007-11-30 10:48:35 · 23 answers · asked by Semp-listic! 7

Funny People...My Quotes...uh, In Quotation Marks

Billy Bobs...

If a tobacco chewing, coveralled, John Deere-cap-wearing man gives you directions...turn left on his rights. And right on his lefts.

Aw now, you kin sit'n hava Coke while ah splain...
'Uh no. I'm late for my probation revocation hearing.'
Naw, jes foller that road till that funny, oak tree...
'And,400 miles from here, where to next, Bubba? '
Yep. Got used tires. That bulge don't mean nuthin, young lady...
'Young? I'm old enough to kill you and get aquitted. Now get that tire
off my car! '
We got corn land, meat cattle. Miss Effie makes quilts...
'Let me repeat this. How far to Jacksonville, Florida? '
We got good roads, churches. Can't beat Miss Effie's cakes...
'Got a womans' prison? '

They were all good people,
Young and old...that's good
Memories...and why they've
Been told.

Elysabeth Faslund...Poemhunter.com

2007-11-30 10:27:42 · 3 answers · asked by Elysabeth 7

Hints for crooning pigs

A melody is in the words you speak
And melody itself is like a word
Indeed the word that everyone will hear
Aesthete and villain, child and sage, the same
The nose forgot giraffes beneath the pond
And who among us doubts that she was right?

The rhythm finds where reason's wall is weak
A Trojan horse concealing thoughts absurd
A soothing voice to calm a savage fear
The subtle introduction to a game
Mere verbal ploy to hook up with some blonde
My bitter pills are swallowed with delight

So when I can, I give my words a tweak
It doesn't matter if some meaning's blurred
I only need to draw my quarry near
Come, Moth, I'm masquerading as a flame
I promise visions from the realms beyond
A band of crystal camels is in flight.

2007-11-30 09:16:42 · 2 answers · asked by skumpfsklub 6

Traversing crystalized frost beneath his feet
Attentive wanderer, sure-footed, incomplete
The Mother yielding, displaying her willing zest
Each step closer to gifts of the vision quest

The soaring eagle confirms acknowledgement
Tipping its feathered wing, winking contentment
Observing through keen eyes, gaining inner strength
Lineage promise kept adding spiritual breadth

Journey accomplished to much satisfaction
Walking proudly forward without distraction
A boy, adolescent, departing from youth
The wanderer forever honored by truth

2007-11-30 08:35:06 · 10 answers · asked by Marguerite 7

.Our Love Is Deeper Than The Ocean...(humor) *


So...why are my feet dry?
Why ask what I want to see,
Then click the remote on
'Deadliest Catch'?
My love (read that as occupant) ,
Are you convincing me...

If there was just ONE woman
On the jury,
I'd never be convicted?

Why ask what I was doing
With a screwdriver last night...
When your car won't start this
Morning?

Oh. Nuthin...just wire connectors
To the injectors,
Timing chain and intake
Manifold.

Lil sis had two brothers.
Piss me off. Go right ahead.
You ain't seen your transmission
Yet...

Your mechanic will...


Elysabeth...Poemhunter.com

2007-11-30 08:31:58 · 4 answers · asked by Elysabeth 7

Shifted With Time

Although yesterday it wasn’t the case,
Today I loved you.
The day before yesterday I wasn’t sure.
But tomorrow, maybe it’ll be the same.
A month ago I found I hated you.
And two weeks later I missed you.
A year ago you returned my devotion,
And yet nine months ago the feeling no longer existed.
Five years from now I’ll question your well being.
And within a decade you’ll be another story I tell my kids in fairytale form,
Even though three years ago your existence wasn’t known to me.
Thirty years from now you’ll forget how I looked if you haven’t already.
Fifteen years from now you’ll think of me while reminiscing about the good ole’ days.
In three minutes this poem will be complete,
When just two seconds ago the idea of you was fresh.
Tonight of Thursday I’ll stare at a clock that reads 11:07 PM,
Wondering what will happen if I call and spend one hour proclaiming,
How much I love and need you,
When you’ll hang up in .5 seconds.
And even in the 22nd Century buried in a cemetery,
I’ll remember the tears that fell,
Scarring generations of children and grandchildren,
That I’ll swear should have been yours.
And when my alarm goes off in the morning of the week after next,
My conscience will carry you.
I’ll look at my watch as the grandfather clock chimes another strike
You will not hold me in a precious state.
Forever is the never of a present that doesn’t see a future based on a past that we shared.
Happily ever after is the once upon time where your feelings have yet to change,
not so much as mine.
Six months ago, this all could have been circumvented.

2007-11-30 08:20:19 · 6 answers · asked by Cathy 4

You made it so easy for me,
To put a smile on my face again,
To sleep alone at night again,
Fighting tears that was once oozing like rain.

You made it very easy for me,
To keep on being sane,
To stop me from being disdain,
From shrinks and anti-depressants.

You made it really easy for me,
To fall in love all over again,
To have what I thought I’ll never regain,
You seriously have stimulated my dead brain.

You made it extremely easy for me,
To forget that I’ve been bad before,
To forget that he has hit me before,
To forget the pain inside me before.

--->'tis is for you hun...

2007-11-30 08:01:19 · 10 answers · asked by Dark Dickinsonian 4

i want the full analyse for the poem and the rhyme scheme and the figure of speech if can .
thanks for help :)

2007-11-30 07:39:48 · 2 answers · asked by Anonymous

i dont understand this why is there a poetry section if NO ONE will answer the poetry questions ? people put their poetry on here but no one answers it let alone reads it WHY ?

2007-11-30 06:18:19 · 7 answers · asked by cinnamon swirl 3

Thoughts Please

COLD BY CHOICE

I remember
there were no inhibitions
everything
was done by my volition.
Time goes by
innocence is lost beneath the wave
of our youth,
falling into memory, a grave.
Please don't tell,
I've forgotten what it's like to cry.
Being numb
is the way I keep myself alive.
I'm alone,
I'm an actress and my stage is dark.
Save me
from reflection of the mirror stark.
I know
that you think I'm hiding from what's real.
I don't care,
because it hurts me too damn much to feel.
It's my fault,
I am only by myself betrayed.
That's all right,
my debt to myself is wholly paid.

2007-11-30 06:02:47 · 15 answers · asked by Evadne Soleil 6