if u write poetry what is the best poem u have ever written?

Answer 1

In Spite of My Careless Tongue
Listen to my heart and not to my words
Because my words cannot say what I feel!
Things spoken cut like flailing, hacking swords,
Like brutish thugs, our friendship to steal.
For lack of words my pent up heart voice groans,
Without a way for the truth to reveal,
Doors closing; Lost is the word which atones.
Better not speak, lame diction to conceal.
Come back! Awful words return to your home!
Affect no ears of persons, just be still!
The friend I love, contempt my words have shown,
With no excuse! Forgive my thoughtless zeal?
Love me! Not just for the way I love you,
But in spite of my careless tongue too.

just david 1999

Answer 2

an arrow piercing my heart
nothing to fill the hole
incomplete and empty
with nowher to go

falling into a pit of nothingness
emotions are bound
lost in a black hole
falling straight to the ground

falling and falling
pouring like rain
rain can't wash away
all the hurt and the pain

my life is going nowhere
time is being controlled
wish i could controll it myself
because i'm so lonely and so cold

darkness hovering around me
ovewhelming me with fright
starting to surround me
taking me into the night

i need someone to save me
i need comfort and compassion
but that someone doesn't care....


btw, i'm Mrs Gerard Way!!!! lol, jk, i think he's got a gf. but anyway, do you like my poem???? ☺

Answer 3

I wrote this poem about 3 years after my mother passed. It just came to me and I do SINCERELY believe that she inspired me to write it. it has helped me deal with her death ~ to know that though the body dies, the spirit lives; and that, unfortuantely, death is a part of the cycle of life!

WHERE IS MY MOM?

Where is my Mom? I need her today!
She said, "Baby, I'm never far away!"

Where is my Mom? I say with a frown!
She said, "You're not looking up! You're looking way too far DOWN!"

Where is my Mom? It's her I want to see!
She said, "Look in the mirror! And you'll see PART of me!"

Where is my Mom? Why should I live? Why should I bother?
She said, "Because when I left, I MADE YOU A MOTHER!!"


You see, my mother would have said those EXACT WORDS TO ME. I came to the realization that she did not spend all her years raising me to be a good person for me to fall apart when she died. She raised me to go on with life and be productive and positive in it.
Anyway, that poem helped me alot. I hope it helps anybody else who has lost a loved one!

Answer 4

magnificent poem, Todd. I additionally made a short poem to my former female pal and it is going like this: (Tagalog version): A Philippine Dialect Magandang umaga mahal ko ang sikat na araw ay kasing ganda mo Ang gising mo ay could ngiti sa aking tingin O kay sarap kang angkinin Sa pagtago ng araw nariyan ang gabi Sa pagtulog ay nandiyan ako para tumabi Mahal ko sa darating na panahon Tayo'y sasama sa dapit hapon. It does not rhyme if translated in English although the poem is approximately this: solid morning my darling Your attractiveness radiates like a image voltaic you have risen with a grin on your face How i such as you to be mine by way of actuality the image voltaic gadgets there is the nighttime As you sleep i pass to be there beside you indoors the tip my love we could be on an identical time on the tip of the day. by skill of ways, that former female pal am asserting: Is my appropriate companion, Janet.

Answer 5

I wrote a song about a guy I was liking at the time. It was really personal. I also wrote one about what the ocean means to me.

Answer 6

I can't really remember the title, but it was one about how much everyone would miss my best friend's grandma. She was a really nice person. A saint, actually.

Answer 7

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