Poetry

No disrespectful comments, thats just rude.

Deeper i carve into my own flesh,
i take a look at this creation i've made into my wrist,
causing such a bloody bloody mess.

The thickening lines of blood running across my wrist,
a fine work of art, i must insist.

No, i don't have a problem, just a unhealthy obsession,
with my colorful artwork of self-mutilation.

You scream and shout "You'll regret those scars there!"
have you ever even THOUGHT, maybe it's what i want, maybe
i don't CARE.

To you it's gut-wrenching, a horrible unhealthy sight,
but to me it's beauty shining in it's brightest light...

2007-09-19 13:11:31 · 12 answers · asked by Saraaah:) 1

Okay guys I need some help. I've searched everywhere and I cant seem to find any poems that are between 6-8 minutes long. Its a theater project I am having to do where I have to find and memorize a poem. Do you guys know of any? Or atleast have any suggestions on where I could look.

2007-09-19 12:14:04 · 6 answers · asked by blabber_mouth626 3

2007-09-19 11:13:15 · 10 answers · asked by T.Hodg h 1

My teacher assigned us to write a poem about someone we know well and we have to describe what they look like and their qualities. So I chose to do mine on Marijuana in the form of a person. Here's what i got so far so you can see the ryme scheme:

There is a woman, dressed in green and brown
When she is around, noone wears a frown
Her head is covered with little red hairs
Sometimes its purple, but noone really cares

If any of you can give me some more couplets, I'd really apprieciate it. It has to be about a person though, so make it something that would describe a person, but still describe weed too.

2007-09-19 11:10:13 · 11 answers · asked by panther2009sr 1

im a bit confused as to how metaphores work, if u could explain simply as possible please. thanks.

2007-09-19 10:37:26 · 7 answers · asked by Anonymous

looks like the play is over, the final act is done. The story of a dreamer who thought he'd found the one. caught up turning pages, didn't know the story ends, caught in the fact of the matter that her feelings were pretend. It is time to close the curtain, turn the stage lights out. she played her part oh so well he never had a doubt. standing in the shadows, as the bright lights fade away, standing there with a broken heart and nothing left to say.

2007-09-19 10:05:23 · 7 answers · asked by Anonymous

As I get to the top of the hill,
I look down at the beautiful world below.
The blazing sunset tears at the evening sky,
and glistens off the dark saphier waters,
making the water sparkle.
As the sun rays dance.
The sound of the sea is still here,
carried up by the cool breeze,
like angels rising to heaven.
The dirt road,
like a long brown ribon,
winds past the sweet white cottages,
and ends at he grand white cabin,
where we stay.
Our entire family,
all in one place.
The sea wind whips my hair,
whispering the secrets of so many summers.
I gather the last of the firewood,
and gently glide down the mountain,
carried by the calling of gulls.
Soon the sky will be dark,
and full of glowing stars,
soon a fire will be blazing,
in the fire pit next to the grand white cabin,
warming the chilly air of the night.
Soon I will look through the gap in the trees,
surrounding our cabin.
And I will see the stars,
twinkling their hellos.

2007-09-19 09:32:41 · 15 answers · asked by Anonymous

thanks

here's mine!


your mustard covered
vienna sausages were
eaten by me thanks

2007-09-19 08:04:17 · 6 answers · asked by ? 3

I have to read a poem in front of my class tomorrow, so I don't want it to be very long. It has to be by a well known author and have a specific mood because we are working on how we speak when reading certain poems. If you could please put the poem in your answer with the author, that'd be great! (also understandable for 15 year olds to understand and not get lost in)

2007-09-19 07:59:45 · 8 answers · asked by Anonymous

its an extra credit questuin and i need it in before thursday,20t of september,2007!please help!

2007-09-19 07:55:34 · 1 answers · asked by {*^*^*Pretty*^*^*} 2

Walk Away

Every time you walk away I say come back
You never even turn around I knew it was over
I stand there thanking what i did to deserve this
I try calling you but you never answer my calls
When i try to get you out of my mind it comes right back
When i don't to hear our song it comes on
I want to keep the memories you throw them all away
When i pass the spot where we met i start to cry because your gone

What do you thank about this poem? it is called walk away, should i add anything, take out anything, or keep it the same? should it be called Walk Away? be truthful

2007-09-19 06:37:20 · 12 answers · asked by Allie 2

I know what it is, but why is it significant?

2007-09-19 06:25:02 · 4 answers · asked by QUEEN 2

really short...just wrote it...bla bla yea ya know what to do...=]



i miss but i dont miss
i love but i dont love
i want but i dont
i need but i pleed
i hurt but wont part
this i hate but its fate.

2007-09-19 06:08:13 · 10 answers · asked by Tiff 2

I urgently need the summary or explanation of the poem Laburnum Top by Ted Hughes.

2007-09-19 05:36:56 · 5 answers · asked by anmol_002 2

I urgently need the summary or explanation of the poem Laburnum Top by Ted Hughes.

2007-09-19 05:35:55 · 3 answers · asked by anmol_002 2

2007-09-19 03:18:46 · 3 answers · asked by Nndroid 1

Eternally running;
From Satan’s raid.
Fear overwhelms,
Under the demon’s blade.
Ensnared by the void,
In overwhelming shade;
The crumbled ground,
Gone is all I made.
My soul cries out;
As my heart; it bayed.
In blackened world,
The colors fade.

Glorious shield;
From the wicked raid.
Fear-induced trembling.
Shivering death’s blade.
Freed from the void,
Rest from the shade.
All I am given,
All is that He made.
My soul rejoices
My debt, is paid.
Through his glory,
My sin has fade



(Also if you wish to give me some feedback on it, id appreciate it.)

2007-09-19 02:54:23 · 12 answers · asked by College Guy 1

Could someone help me with some ideas for a poem. I was learning about While Hester Prynne was a fictional character, imagine what might have happened if Anne Bradstreet had been an observer of Hester's public shame. Put yourself in Bradstreet's shoes and write a poem in response to Hester's story. Could someone help me with ideas or starters of a poem

2007-09-19 02:53:09 · 6 answers · asked by Anonymous

I just need words that rhyme with orange...Besides Door Hinge

2007-09-19 00:32:33 · 18 answers · asked by LevelUP 5

2007-09-19 00:08:46 · 4 answers · asked by Beth 2

She was a Phantom of delight
When first she gleamed upon my sight;
A lovely Apparition, sent
To be a moment's ornament;
Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair;
Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair;
But all things else about her drawn
From May-time and the cheerful Dawn;
A dancing Shape, an Image gay,
To haunt, to startle, and way-lay.

I saw her upon nearer view,
A Spirit, yet a Woman too!
Her household motions light and free,
And steps of virgin-liberty;
A countenance in which did meet
Sweet records, promises as sweet;
A Creature not too bright or good
For human nature's daily food;
For transient sorrows, simple wiles,
Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.

And now I see with eye serene
The very pulse of the machine;
A Being breathing thoughtful breath,
A Traveller between life and death;
The reason firm, the temperate will,
Endurance, foresight, strength, and skill;
A perfect Woman, nobly planned,
To warn, to comfort, and command;
And yet a Spirit

2007-09-18 23:59:19 · 2 answers · asked by nightshift 2

I would love to hear more poems like "For Julia in the Deep Water" by John N. Morris. While this isn't sad, i love how it makes the reader think about what is going on.

dont ask why i want sad poems, i just really love them.

thanks!!

2007-09-18 13:31:12 · 8 answers · asked by *♥Jinx♥* 3

The Last Kiss


I held her close and kissed her nape,
Her head lay back over my arm,
My embrace was tight, she wouldn’t escape,
All was quiet there was no alarm.

The night was still and the moon so bright
As we lay in the grass on the bank
The fire shown on her, a beautiful sight,
I had only the good Lord to thank.

I raised her head and touched her lips
With my own in a lingering kiss.
I caressed her cool cheek with my fingertips,
There would never be a moment like this.

I lifted her up and cradled her weight,
My thoughts were but of her love,
The side beached car had sealed her fate,
As the flames danced on the road above.




-by Dennis Sheron

2007-09-18 13:00:25 · 14 answers · asked by Kekionga 7

Tell me what you think? Better yet?

The thoughts of you not being
The thought of you not living
I can not imagine
I wonder what you mother is thinking

Just a few letters and it seems we have
Been friend for a lifetime
And now there is nothing but silence.

My e-mails not received
My letters gone unanswered
I can’t call you, tough you, feel you, or see you
You are too far over seas.

I knew this would happen with you in Iraq
Leaving us behind
With hope that you would come home
Safe and unharmed

Letters not answered
E-mails unopened
A world lost with war
A solider lost from home

A smile so close but so far
Happiness once felt and now gone
Worrisome friends and family
Waiting to hear from a soldier

Letters unanswered
Emails unopened
All lost at war.

2007-09-18 09:37:42 · 2 answers · asked by Simply Lisa 3

does anybody know of a poem which this exact title, who it was written by or where i can find it?

2007-09-18 09:37:41 · 1 answers · asked by Anonymous

Somewhere beyond cold earth and dry sea,
swim molecules of something we intended to be.
Two halves of one perfect yet incomplete whole,
with infinite equations undisclosed by the soul.
Somewhere concealed under what was and what is,
lies daybreak and darkness within hers, without his.
Somewhere between should I? , or could I? , decide,
dwells proof beyond doubt, that time is not on our side.







A.Byers©2007

2007-09-18 07:54:48 · 10 answers · asked by Anonymous

Do you love someone far away
Even though you might never see the day
When flesh collides in warm embrace
And eyes meet outside of photographs

Do you fear the words in writing
Even though all along you’ve been fighting
To keep them wrapped under like and want
And other synonyms of love

Do you fathom the thought of disregard
For consequence, what ifs, and the whole nine yards
To go in blindly with eyes wide open
Just hoping the chemistry’s there

Do you love someone far away
Enough to tell another you cannot stay
For your true love waits on the southern line
With a great big heart wide open

Do you ever think if you followed your heart
Instead of your head from the very start
You’d be writing of love instead of longing
For someone far away

2007-09-18 07:50:50 · 6 answers · asked by Anonymous

Sept, 17,2007


Roaring thunder in the distance
Drip drop drip drop goes the colorless rain
As the gray takes over the sun
A tear to wipe off my face
You said you would always be
The distance dust I still see
The clawing and crushing at my aching heart
Helpless defeated I fall apart
Consumed by the insanity in you
To get rid of the sanity in me
Washed away with every drop
Wishing to cease to breathe again
No longer found is me
The end is near and I slowly see it coming
Where are you ?
Who will mend my shattered heart?
For as a child I once believed but now
I cannot seem to understand
Pain,
Anger,
Fear,
You let it be!!

2007-09-18 07:01:15 · 3 answers · asked by WhErE Do I BeGiN??? 1

Ghostlights shimmering against the blue.
Time and life were flying by.
Crisp air filled my lungs with dew,
drenched in thoughts of you and I.
An unfinished puzzle left on the floor,
pieces strewn in the shape of doubt.
Forever wanting just a little more,
as reality decides what we can live without.

2007-09-18 04:50:40 · 16 answers · asked by Anonymous

...what else rhymes with bean?....
...can't seem to get past the first line...

2007-09-18 04:42:51 · 18 answers · asked by Anonymous