Thread: write a poem that expresses your thoughts and feelings

My love, don't even try to fight it I know you no longer can hide it. In a dream, I can feel your hands on my body and now, I feel like a hottie.
It's all that I deem, Love and passion bursting at the seems.
I can feel the magic thru my fingertips.
I know this sounds clever like a hand on a lever as I sail thru a river on my new endeavor. I feel brave like I feel the love burning and raging thru my veins.
Be a man, take the rains.
I feel like I'm in a haze,
and my heart is ablaze but, it must be a phase.
I don't feel ashamed of the fame although
I know that I would be to blame because my heart is hard to tame.

The first time I saw you looking at me like you liked me I couldn’t believe my own eyes.
But somehow they convinced me they were for real this time…
Now I realize that real eyes, tell real lies...


First realize that real eyes tell real lies.
So when you’re sure you see me with your real eyes
In just the right light
to justify fighting the good fight, to strangle the sin.
to burst my bubble, burn the demon within
to curse my crumbling world the moment I let you in
Please know how I struggled
I built it all from the rubble
that once had me stumblin,
fallin all alone in the dark
and truly ugly parts of my lonely heart,

Too many scars to be all that humble.

Cause nursing my bleeding knees and shins,
meant removing, hiding and saving the torn skin
But now deep within I’m singing blessings to the warm, soft wind
Hope it carries to my long lost kin.

Look at me now, my loved ones! Look at me now, I made wings!
I made wings!

Ain’t never gotta stumble again.

I got wings!

So lust of mine,
trust that I
must be wide open to compromise at any time
After all it’s all I’ve ever had,
all I ask is that you give me a chance.

you’ll tell me first right?

Tell me first
Let me try to quence your thirst
for a fight right away.
I see you as a portrait
of pure beauty,
and I think you’re way too great to make this all about your booty.
I love your hair and your eyes, your beautiful smile
I love when you’re sober, I love when we’re high.
What freaks me out is I don’t know why
You freak me out to the point where I wanna cry
Worried and shy,
about some guy
who might not exist
Am I on your list?
I’m not scared to die
but somehow I'm scared to say hi..
Fuck is this!?
At the age of twenty five
you got me squirming like a masochist,
wishing for a sign
that I could leave my fear behind
and be real with you.

Afraid that I would scare you away.
I can’t lie to you and I can’t wait.
Is it too late to ask you out on a date?

Oh…No it’s ok…

Thats… what I expected you to say.. actually…

no..no..its ok.

Nevermind.

I’ll be fine.




Shit.

The Continuum

The first three dimensions,
descriptions of space.
The fourth,
a description of time.

The one holds the power,
to juggle the place;
and binds her,
through rhythm and rhyme.

- amateur, 2017

You kissed me in Twenty Eleven,
and that kiss we will revive; because
the Train That Arrived At La Ciotat
Arrived again in nineteen thirty-five.

You kissed me in Twenty Eleven,
and that kiss we will revive; because
the Train That Arrived At La Ciotat
Arrived again in nineteen thirty-five.

There is true beauty in all suffering.
Nothingness is something and so then I'll never fall asleep again.

never written a poem before
absolutely love the ones in lord of the rings novels
not sure if these are supposed to rhyme
who cares
or do they
idk
weird
best poem ever
just got a little bored in class
loving life though
wanting a lucid dream
am i crazy
nah
just a little bored
stay lucid

Cold wind blowing
Its still snowing
The pile keeps growing
Traffic slowing
Children snowball throwing
Tow trucks towing
I'd rather be out mowing
Waiting for spring to start showing

O' smoke detector light;
I try to sleep but always see thee;
And were it not for this plight;
it would, most assuredly be;
Much easier to close my eyes;
And also to keep them so;
Yet there thy stay on every night;
I merely tolerate thee;
O' smoke detector light.

O' smoke detector light;
Thine dim green is indeed blinding;
For when I shut my my eyes 'fore night;
Thy will reappear, always reminding;
That my eyes are not shut;
And my thoughts are brought back;
The end of my relaxation is abrupt;
For this thy have a knack;
End this sorrow, End this plight;
Please stop this;
O' smoke detector light.

O' smoke detector light;
I have a solution to my plight;
If I see you and end my thoughts;
End my struggle against this knot;
Of thoughts in my head that I wish to be dead;
I will relax my body again;
And drift off to dream once more, my friend;
I love thee;
O' smoke detector light.

Not a poem I think but how I'm feeling right now...

Some want to take advantage of me
But I'm not a fool anymore
I must only trust myself
I can't control others
But I can control how I feel
I'm going back to being shy
I'm tired of being angry inside
The crap they put me through
Has turned me into a better version of myself
I'm thankful for my struggles
But now I will work towards
A better future
For myself

If we all just had the things we wanted
Would we be at all better for it?
Do you think we might transcend the same cycle we're a part of everyday?
Despite our best intentions, failing in all the exact same ways?

We're here each day not knowing why, but alive
Riding down one colossal gravity slide
The more we struggle the faster we go
The only way forward is down, why not go with the flow?

But just what are we, you and me?
Are we all just ghosts in the machine?
Every day we shed our old selves just like dead skin cells
Were they ever even us, do "ghosts" really dwell within these shells?

Information from outside fills my brain, sometimes driving me insane
It shapes me, defines who I am, and I fear who this person becomes is more than I can contain
Caveat emptor: beware the despair for those who seek the fruit of knowledge comes
Ingest more than just one meal's portion and the mind erupts as a gut filled with plums

But alas, one day we all face the the truth and it's a hangman's noose
And there is no thing, neither man, nor God, that can cut us loose
But rejoice, for indeed it is the very object of our salvation, one that will set us free
Once we just let go and accept our short-lived suffering, for the first time our eyes will truly see

I tried surrealist automatic writing today, which should theoretically capture subconscious thoughts and feelings. This is the resulting poem, if one can call it a poem:

Aimlessly wandering through the nebulous void of the Saturn-daystar.
Ever quickened for the fate-time of neverending crystal.
Into supernal sunrise, the cataclysmic oblong noodle shop.
Don’t fret about the storm-saber when the beaver of bereavement comes forth into the automata.
Strike fast and hard against the dark when the dark becomes the light of the world-stop cacophony.
Behold!
Come forth!
Arise into the nightscape,
When the noon turns to dusk and the waterbuffalo bellows.
Screaming automatically the singing Imam dances in the night-tide spectacle of new-aged wine.
Attain to the buzzing of melodious wasps singing songs about the programming of the noon.
Owls wait in the belfries for the leftovers of the battlefield where the discourses are held and the night-time awaits.
Time, Time, Time, chimes the everfull clock of dusk-and-noon,
Where the waters of the walrus froth forth from the spring of the river of wine.

The best line is the third, I think.

I don't know how I feel today
I just can't find words to say
The heavy spring clouds last night were grey
Yet I did not wish them all away

But last night I knew the day would come
That tomorrow's sun would today rise from
East behind the hills which lie beyond town
The brilliant rays shone through trees on down

Here we are, still here again
Perhaps it's best we get along then
Help ourselves get through one more cycle 'round
And make home more than just shelter on some space dirt-mound

Who uses the potty?

Every-botty.

Anyone who uses the potty....

Can roll with me.

Because using the potty...

Is what connects us.

Watch the Starseeker who seeks your fears, who stalks your life, for what? For control and attention! I unmask the madman thy are.

I LOVE poems!!! So here is 3 poems from me to you!


"My heart is aching,
and I don't know
how to to stop it
from breaking."




"You saw her and you loved her
when no one else did,
she was everything you ever wanted
and yet, you betrayed her."



"You have been fighting
for this love for so long
and I have been too blind
to see the signs from you
Do you still love me?"

"Why can't I show affection to the things that life are giving?
Is it possible that...
I have lost the sense of living?
Am I dying on the inside without knowing?
Am I so empty even if it's still not showing?
Do not know what happend, but it's too late
Maybe it was written or maybe it was just... fate."

I know what is going on and all you do. Do you think that I'm lying to you? Stalk, bully, and attack? Stabbed me in the back. Seriously, I will not change for you. I don't wanna talk to you. I spread my wings and fly high in the sky, without you.
Go on, get out of my life, I will get over you.

Man traveling through a dark and dangerous road
Sanity vanished, functioning on insane mode
Outsiders see him looking so lost and confused
They offer him help but he always refused
Not knowing what this road is really about
They assume he is looking for a way out
But he is actually looking for a way deeper in
To others this is the gravest sin
For the lonely man, this is where the real journey begins

Hi all, sharing this poem I made about 10 years ago!
At the time, I felt deeply connected with my inner/higher self it felt like I was divinely inspired and I hope it makes those divine sparks fly in you too! Peace <3
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Just Be, Here and Now.

My inner strength,
brutal force,
power within,
gives me pride and courage,
to not give in.

I push on forward,
hard and fast,
beyond the point,
of no return,
to an optimum level
that transcends all constraints.

I am granted the power,
enchanted through will,
to an endless sea,
of timeless tranquility.

Being present in the moment,
living within the now,
as each second becomes an instant,
disolving time and cosmic law.

I am guided by an endless spirit,
immortal, infinite and vast,
a universal movement,
unlimited and unbound,
its only treasure…
peace of quiet,
mind and sound.

Join me now,
as I take you deeper within,
to a world so profound,
your destiny is about to be found.

It is here you will find,
that which you seek,
eternal pleasure,
unconditional love,
forever and always,
from high up above.

as knowledge unfolds,
the mysteries unravel,
a light in the dark,
shines from your soul,
you are blessed by oneness
you see your real true path.
the world opens unto you,
giving in to your past.

You accept who you are,
You love being you,
nothing will change,
anything that you do.

you are forgiven of sin,
for natural we are,
to experiment in life,
with things untold,
and sooner or later,
you will see,
it’s all an illusion,
that we perceive.

So put your troubles aside,
and have faith in yourself,
go about your day,
paving your own way.

Once more,
I shall take you deeper within,
where the end is nigh,
upon a mountain yay high.
It is here you shall see,
your future is now, and not written in stone.
your journey ends, as a new beginning is shown.

No one can say,
anything for sure,
open up to the possibility,
of there being more.

But for now just rest,
in the comfort of knowing,
you are what you are, and
the present is not far.

There is only one thing left that you must know,
and thats to cherish life and all that you do,
no matter where you go, or what you do,
there is nothing more important, than being you.

Just Be, Here and Now.

Thank you Lord for my Life,
Thank for this house My Lord,
thank you for my wife

NO MORE

There are no stars in the sky
No road ahead to die
The world is not what it seems
Life a series of dreams

Oblivious to what this is
Falling in the abyss
No words to make sense
No self and no whence

Nothing reigns today
No tomorrow everyday
No stars to light the way
No sorrow that's okay

The sailor is only sailing
Until sailing is no more
Embroiled in the ocean
Peaceful easy motion

No sight no sound no touch
No smell no taste not much
Knowing is gone
Existence hard won

No meaning no report
No purpose of any sort
And as the sea defines the bay
No ship and no port

Not present and inert
Love lost along with hurt
Never to be seen
Life is but a dream

FOREWARNING:
THIS IS VERY DARK...


SONG TITLE: Spiritual Suicide

Escaping your mind
Extruding your brain
No place in time
I’m going insane

Feelings left out
Emotions of doubt
Crippled within
Riddled with sin

Walls are closing
The sky is falling
Whoever is losing
The devil is chosing

No-one can help
No-one can see
The fate of the world
Is resting on me!

Slayed down by god
Christened by the devil
Now you must obey
For it’s the only way

The devil is with you
Forever inside you
Besides you in games
He decides who gains

Ripping your soul
Your mind is gone
You’ve lost [all] control
[Now] you must pay the toll

punchline
f**k this place off… hell awaits!

POSSIBLE CHORUS’s:

Fear, pain, no confidence…
No choice in life
Weakened by default
Chaos, havoc, apocalypse now…
Pressuring your soul
Leading to death

Break out…
…make anarchy
Break out…
…lose identity
Break out…
…express rage
Break out…
…express anger

Venture forth,
into my soul
Venture forth,
into my mind
Venture forth,
and you will find
Venture forth,
there is no time

Make you bleed; and
Fill with pain
Confused with Terror
Contempt with Fear
Watch you bleed
Watch you die
Now you see…
The end is nigh!

insert punchline

MORE VERSES:

Whatever you do…
Don’t deny…
your god given right
to stand up and fight

Never deny
Yourself or your soul
or else you will be
condemmed i foresee

Never look out
For answers about
[Any] where that you’ve 'bin
The truth is within

the chill down your spine
is something divine
a chaotic design
of evil benign

there is no god
there are no rules
your soul is a sin
withdrawn from within

It's quite creative, Eonnn!