write a poem that expresses your thoughts and feelings

[Signet]

I'm sitting on... Sounds like a follow-up to Muse's "Citizen Erased"

[tropicalbreeze]

Beautiful woman looking pretty as a rose with a perfect nose and lots of flesh expose I want to strip her off her clothes See her naked from her head to her toes Her looks alone makes me want to propose And the way her breast bounce makes me want to play with those

[Amedee]

happy new year to all fellow dreamers!

[OpheliaBlue]

THE WINDING GIBBON AND THE BANDLESS NAZE The Winding Gibbon and the Bandless Naze, Fish Fonding Frips from the Wandless Braze. Where Fantilote Livermoths Slern Upstream, And Quantiful Fevertons Trunt Their Gleam. "Whence Do the Livermoths Slern?" Quee the Naze, To the Winding Gibbon in the Wandless Braze. "Perhaps They Slern Downstream to Upstream, From the Gibbon and the Naze and Their Fishing Dream."

[ParanoidLlama]

Roses are red Violets are blue Lucid dreaming's hard I can't rhyme.

[dolphin]

I want this a lot. Stupid, failing dream control, make me a dolphin!

[Amedee]

I dont think you would survive a second in this sea of sharks! Lots of luck ! Try LUCID dreaming

[ParanoidLlama]

Oh, how I wish! For lucidity, like this!? Not a single RC, Just a desperate plea. I didn't even try to be aware, oh my. Ridiculous, I know, But I'm not afraid to show. One day, it will happen, I'll treat lucidity for granted. And while that is being done, the Llama will have fun. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

[m4ra]

I hear most people dream of flying and going into outer space. I spend my nights sitting by tables playing cards or standing in lines, waiting. It's like being in school and being a kid and making the dullest diorama in a shoebox.

[oneiroer]

Even though I'm long gone I can teach you about yourself Reach down into your inner world Pull out what I have shown you Your eyes are a door to your emotions Work with them And you'll see more clearly That you are a soul And you may dream conciously So be more aware of your surroundings Find peace within

[tropicalbreeze]

I am a man filled with so much desire Mixing dreams with reality knowing that i'm playing with fire So much to experience, so much to explore, before i expire Trapped in a young body, with a young mind, slowly seeing the person i most admire

[PhantasmDragon]

Another school day. Hope you never come, school day. Please, leave me alone.

[Kinky]

The darkening of death Cannot extinguish The light of my Being

[OpheliaBlue]

There once was a man named Andy Who drank nothing but brandy. When asked, "Makes you sick?" He replied, "Fairly quick, But then after I feel just dandy." (lame I know, I just had to get this thread off 666 replies)

[werty52]

Finally back from my holiday, so many good poems to read through! A world grows within Those that came before you paved a path to guide you, And those that came after now follow in your footsteps. When you first dreamed, why did you do it? Fun, curiosity, or to face your fears? The deeper you go, the greater the distance between you and your reason. Why do you keep going on this path seldom travelled? There’s so much more than you first thought, there is a world inside you. This universe within now grows each night. The names and their faces, dames and their places. You live in two worlds now, one beneath the skies, and one beyond the stars. I have a bunch of poems I wrote up during the holidays so I'll post them up eventually

[snoop]

Don't understand why you always believe me I'll do it again like last time, you'll see Why is this the way it always is I can't help it, I don't know how to live Did I ever try to understand you? I think I tried, I did the best I could do But as I say the words I know they aren't true I've just been thinking of myself, it's nothing new Here I go again, know I will fail in the end Can't take care of myself, much less family or friends I try just for you but it's not enough to succeed And it all happens again there's no escape for me

[snoop]

separate one that, despite being similar, i think needs its own post. Moving forward, but I can't see It's all so dark in front of me The guiding light died long ago Face it now, I'm all alone You call my name but I'm no longer there I ran away, chose not to care Now I need your help I can't make it out all by myself Don't leave me please, I need your voice I hate what I do, even if it's still my choice Hurting is all I know how to do But maybe I can change just for you I go through the motions, I pretend to be good Maybe if I do it enough I'll start to because I know I should But I know better and so should you Don't let me be me again, it's all I can do Incapable of change, this life is such a shame How do I become another and win this fucking game? Can I do it, even if only for you, become somebody else? I can't be what I'm not, even for my health I'm always late, I can't make up my mind I forget what's important, it's only a matter of time I set myself up, leanin so hard I'm ashamed Can't cope with a mind so deranged I see the light but I'm confused Why do you choose to do what you do? Must be something foreign to me, something I can't see Maybe you're just stupid, or maybe you just love me But how can that be true? If the tables were turned I would not love you. Perhaps that's the problem itself Love isn't something I've ever felt Thank you, toward the two people besides me that this poem is about. edit: sorry this stuff is so edgy its cringy lol

[Printer]

As I rejoice because the bluebird is falling I can't help but think of the pain I'm inflicting upon others. My only enemy is myself. This isn't about eugenics, it's just a joke. How's Sanders going to pay for all of his reforms though? I really can't date this girl. Maybe if things were just a little bit better I'd be a little bit better at getting better at me. But that's just nonsense, this is the dawn of a new era. An era in which only the crappiest poems are masterpieces. Just make me.

[Printer]

Why didn't I make it. Why can't I make it. Eugenics is an art in itself. Why can't I make out. Let's just go about. This isn't poetry, this is a painting. I guess.

[oneiroer]

Rather than believe all the lies I tell myself I believe I'm a Phoenix in disguise I'm being reborn in my own way I'm shedding my skin Its time to begin An inner journey For myself and no one else

[PhantasmDragon]

When I look around, what do I see? The sparkle in everybody's eyes is gone. The fire which burned with the will of living, that I loved so dear, has been smothered by the concrete prison they built themselves. Everybody is being pulled helplessly down the river called life, with no direction and soul, drowning in the things they bring upon themselves, only to regret it when it's too late. There was a time when everybody's hearts beat as one with the same inferno which could bring the heaven's to their knees. They reached for the moon and shone brighter than the sun. It seemed the world was of their creation, but now they are the creation of the world. If a speck of sunlight glows once more, they extinguish it. If a hand grasps the moon once more, they cut it off. Why did they give into world? Why did they become the world? Why do they follow in the footsteps, of the ones' who destroyed them in the first place, the ones who smothered their fire, the ones who extinguished their light, the ones who cut off their arms? Why? Here I am. Still living, but barely. The world wants to destroy me. I won't let it. I won't let it smother my final flame. I won't let it extinguish my final drop of sunlight. I won't let it cut off my last arm. I'm real close to the border of the world, but I won't let it take me like it took them. The world may puppet me like them, but the world will not be me like them. When I free myself from it, I will free them too. My fire will burn through the chains of the world. My light will reveal the passage to hope. My arms will bring the moon back to Earth. The force of the past will reignite the future and at that time, when I look around, what will I see? I will see the fire of a child finally grab the moon like they always wanted.

[oneiroer]

When it's time You'll realize you were in the wrong But now you're in the right No need to travel back in time anymore The answers you've been searching for are found wherever you are Just listen

[Raswalt]

im a special snowflake, i am filled with pride because momma, put my picture up on the fridge, i can count to 11 now, 11 is greater than 10, i am 24 years old, 2+4 is 6... or, i think? poems are my speciality, especially when they rhyme, i dont like avocados, i find them tough and hard to chew, one day i'll be a mailman, or at least an astronaut, i have so many friends, they're very quiet and they never move, i dont know why they wont kick the ball, sometimes i think they're afraid to do stuff, i think they are autistic, momma says autistic alot when she talks to her friends, i think she means artistic, because my name usually follows, and she likes my pictures, she puts them on the fridge, its a great honor, im a special snowflake

[Amedee]

Just love it Raswalt

[Raswalt]

Just love it Raswalt thanks friend