Thread: write a poem that expresses your thoughts and feelings

Here here! That is truest words ever spoken.

My poem:
You fucking cunt, I hope you die
I want to shoot you, and stab you in the eye
With your other eye you can finally see
Exactly what you have done to me

You are gravity, please stay the hell away from me
You want to bring me down
I am a man,
with all the love that his heart can stand
And you dream of ways to make me throw it all away


Partially inspired by John Mayer, partially inspired by my hatred for a selfish bitch that I love with all my heart and more than anything (that's the crappy first part).

I should turn on the heat
My feet, my feet
I should turn on the heat
My feet

I wish I knew how it feels
To stand tall with your back straight
Your head up
Your arms open
Towards the whole world
And sing
Pouring your soul
With all your strength
Bleeding your heart out
To the last drop
And expect
Nothing, absolutely nothing
In return

It feels like shit.

The sun is setting my love
as we stand here on the beach.
I don't know how much higher I can reach.

But the pink sky in the morning
Cast doubt though my soul.
Early morning rain gets to us all

This is all a fabrication
just dream I've yet to forget.
Just my imagination,
like the wake of a ship

It's hard for me to realize a dream that can last,
and I'm never gonna be like someone else.
From the forest to the city
to the sea at high tide
I hope you hang around for a long time

Ancient man was scared of catching on fire,
Falling from heights, freezing or the sabre-tooth tiger
These threats are diminished to the Modern man,
So what does he fear most?
The members of his clan.

I thought you knew I liked you.
I thought you knew I cared.
I thought you knew I had to talk
of all those silly things we shared.
I thought you knew how important you were . . .
how important you were to my heart.
I thought you knew of the things I did . . .
those things I did from the start.
I thought you knew you're the only one
who looks into my eyes.
I thought you knew you're the one
I turn to every time I cry.
I thought you knew, every time you made me mad,
you're always the one who turns around and made
me laugh.
I thought you knew, without a doubt,
our love would be true . . .
In some way, or another,
Somehow...
I thought you knew . . .

I dream of wind forming
from where never thought storming

from fantastic realm
I was lucid dreaming

I feel good today (like most days). So... here's my poem.

In the distance there's a light,
One of great brightness, so bright
It bathes all areas in sight,
So nice to see such a bright light.

What crumbles in me
What makes me be
How I see
I really need to pee

Quiet as night, black as poo
Better watch out or I'LL KILL YOU!!!

There is an answer
So simple to comprehend
But needed is a precedent
To help us understand

I just blew a kernel of corn out my nose
I was eating corn
My sister watches lots of shows
none of which are porn

im thinking i want to be a poet
but im not sure how
i cant rhyme for shit
i have no concept of meter
and i have trouble interpreting poetry

still something seems really mysterious about poems
that draws me in and makes me want to be a part of it
a poem to me is like a quick burst of an emotion captured in words that really only make sense to the poet
sure other people can interpret them
but at the end of the day the poet is a poet for the sake of being a poet

Fire
Higher
The skin of my sword
Brazing the sun cord
See the pinpoint
Your eyes are mid buint(burned)
aim high
At the head of that guy

So my body is detoxing,
I need to blow my nose.
Some territorial cats are boxing,
I might spray them with the hose.

My mind is at peace
The world out of order
As I am thinking at ease
Without any border

First poem ever. It's very basic, but I think it's pretty well done. Poetry is actually pretty cool.

I found myself today
Face down in a gutter
Tears fused to a puddle
Rain drenched to asunder

Me me me
It's all about me
Is it really about me
Or what I can do for you

Well you know my name is Daisy
And I like to bark and eat
When I go outside in the rain to pee
I get mud all over my feet

I track the mud inside
Little prints all caked in piss
I hide in the kitchen pantry
Grinning while you shake your fist

My bf laughed at that ^^ haha

You can do
Anything you put your mind to
And what you cannot do
You get others to do for you

Fin

wine wine, so rosey and fine
with all your distinctive flavors,

you take some time, to tweak and refine
which makes you worth the savor.