Poetry, Anyone?

i foudn all the poems i wrote in seventh grade...most of them were dark- its kinda scary but ill share 2 with everyone....they suck

Stuck Out
stuck out in the crowd
like a fish out of water
surrounded by nothing
yet attacked by everything
no one cares
no one knows
and the sad thing is
that they will never
for when I stuck out in the crowd
they showed no pity
so the same right back at them
their not going to know the real me
and will never
we started out on the wrong foot
woke up on the wrong side of the bed you could say,
but after all had been said and done
I do admit I regret the things I did
but you cant judge a person by their past
just focus on the present
because I can’t change the past
but I can control what is going to happen next
but who says what will happen next will be somthing good?

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The Path
She walks down a path to no where
unafraid and daring
theres no strings attached
theres no one to stop her
so she goes on
the wind blows harshly as she walks
but that doesnt stop her
she feels so attached and grounded that she could scream
but she doesnt
she wants to let go
but she cant

im much happier now than i was back then....maybe ill write some happy ones later- great poems everyone!!
 
Okay, I'm not alone.

This is such a nerd poem
Clouds
Mackerel sky
Ten-tousand feet
Altocumulus
Gray
Blue
Opaque
Virga
Altostratus
Small
White
Eight-thousand feet
Fish scales
Instability
Storm on the horizon
Cirrocumulus
Veils
Halos
Reflections
Storm approaching
Twenty-thousand feet
Cirrostratus
Mare's tails
Fourty-thousand feet
Feathers
Cirrus
Thunderstorms
On the ground
Fifty-thousand feet
Black-blue-green
Anvil
Hail
Tornadoes
Cumulonimbus
Cotton ball
Two-thousand feet
Dark shadow
Summer showers
Cumulus
Low
Dark
Ragged
Four hundred feet
Block the sun
Rain
Sleet
Snow
Nimbostratus
Dark
Gray
Rolling
Sky covering
Stratocumulus
Whisp
Foggy
Hundred feet
Obscure
Crizzle
Stratus
Threatening
Menacing
Comforting
Exciting
Mesmerising
Clouds

Feel free to use it as a study guide :D
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This one is about a friend of mine with a disease that, honestly, I don't know much about

Affected
Scared for him
Everyday he misses
My mind wonders
What if he's bad again
Try to avoid it in conversation
He told me
I couldn't remember
He missed a lot of school that year
I had forgotten
Now I remember
Now I worry
Will he be okay?
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Here's my last one for the day

A poem for a thought to be extinct Arkansan bird

Ivory-Billed Woodpecker
Think it's real
Think it's alive
Think they really saw it fly
In the White River marshes
Hear its call
Echoing
Echoing
Surviving extinction
The cruel fate handed to it by man
Black and white wings flash
A glimpse of red in the trees
Se its holes
Hear it drum
Drum
Drum on with its ivory beak

What do you think?

Sorry about the first one looking so bad, but the spaces wouldn't stay in place
 
Okay, the guy I wrote "Affected" about is in the hospital and not in good shape at all. So please keep C.B. in your thoughts.
 
So, I want to enter also.

My first poem here is rather a post something you can't say out loud. :D

Anyways enjoy:


East of word-world

Another slow, but breathless eve, east of word-world
the barman cracking tasteless jokes
music twists my thoughts, while this guitar-solo starts
my arms long for this waitress I stared at the night before

minds being haunted by the naked aura of this girl
by the cute tan of her face and her stubborn brown curls
Later I stepp outta this club, far beyond midnight
sorrounded by a slight breeze I look up to the sky

while I watch last stars welcome sunrise
someone approaches me from behind
two hands climb up my back
on the shoulders they have a break
until an angel whispers: Happy Birthday.
 
^^ I love your poem! It sounds so good!

I wanna share a poem my little sister wrote for me. I love it so much and I think it's so good! :)

You look in the mirror
And all you see is you
No one special,
It’s just the same old you
The girl you’ve known
For your whole life

And you look at your wrists
And see the same old wrists
The wrists with the faded scars
The wrists with the memory of pain
The wrists that you cut
The wrists that were your release long ago…

You turn around and see your little sister
The one that loves you with all her heart
The girl who is trying so hard to follow you
But somehow keeps getting lost
But you grab her hand, and show her the way
And you help her find herself once again…

So after all the pain
And after all the mistakes
You’re still someone’s hero
And that someone
Is me…
 
I made a poem for my mom for Mother's Day. I apologize for any errors, I wrote it in like five minutes xD

Oh, Dear Mother of Mine

Oh, dear mother of mine,
you have shown me the ways of life.
You have shown me the joys and laughter.
And you have shown me the hardships and tears.

And through it all you were always there,
to hold me when I cried.
And through it all you were always there,
to make me smile inside.

I used to pick the flowers you planted,
and you set them in a vase.
They made you smile even though they were wilted,
you still that had that spark in your eye.

Oh, dear, sweet mother of mine,
you have shown me the woman I want to become.
A strong individual, with vigilance and grace.
And a heart big enough for more than one face.

And though you're so strong there were those days you cried.
The tears of a goddess falling onto the floor.
Such a sad thing to see such a beautiful person cry; a fall from grace.
Yet you always got back on your feet to watch the days go by.

So oh, sweet mother of mine,
it's the best that I can do.
I thought that a poem would mean more,
than just a scrap of paper or two.

So on this day you can fly.
Spread your wings and soar.
Go to the top of the earth, to the top of the sky.
And show the world how to be truly alive.

And then I made one for my dad :p

Mister Pilot Man (my dad was going to be a pilot. He went to flight school and has hthe degree, etc. I went up with him once. It was cool!)

Mister pilot man,
I saw him flying through the sky.
Faster than an eagle; like ecstasy,
Always on the move, there ain’t nothin’ he hasn’t already seen.

Mister pilot man,
He’s got layers like an onion that you just can’t peel.
I come cryin’, he’ll open up his wings,
And take me into an embrace I can actually feel.

Mister pilot man,
He’s always looking out for me.
Mister pilot man,
Seein’ things I can’t see.

Mister pilot man,
Though sometimes I cried when I was scolded,
Or didn’t get an allowance that week,
All-in-all, a better person you have molded.

Mister pilot man,
There are a lot of people I could choose,
But none that even compare,
To a dad like you.

I love you.

And then I wrote this when I was really pissed at someone :lol:

Scorned

I signed a deal with the Devil today.
My arms and legs are now tied.
No more secrets and lies sitting in my head, I have to reveal everything.
This is tearing me apart, piece by piece, ripping me apart slowly.

I did it again.
I didn't tell you what was on my mind.
And now I sit here in silence as you push me for answers.
I don't want to tell you, I don't want you to worry, but you show me the contract and force me to speak.

You're a bug, a bug inside my head.
You're whispering things to me, things that make my stomach turn.
You're wearing me down with your words, your stories.
And I know that they're not even real, but I can't find it in myself to tell you.

A tiny flame of anger rises higher by the minute.
I told you the truth and now I'm being punished.
I walk down a path, a dark path, with a blanket of redemption far from my reach.
This path is Hell, this path is insanity, I'm stuck in the middle with no way out.

And suddenly everything's better again, the light's pouring down on you.
I plaster a fake smile on my face, willing myself to believe that this is right.
But deep down I know it's not, and I know that every second is destroying me.
I tried to tell the truth and now I'm being punished.

And these tears run down my face; tears of sorrow and anger.
I let myself get sucked in, I let you do this to me for so long.
You were a person I thought I could trust, and I came into this a person filled with faith.
And now I come out a person scorned.
 
i have a poem that my little sister wrote for me.
She is lost
On her journey

We’re in this lane
She is in the other

She lowers our standards
Down to hers

She is alone
Stuck in a hole

She can’t
Get out

We bring her a ladder
She throws it away

We bring her a rope
She rips it in two

They all say someday
I’m afraid they mean never

I love her ,I miss her
I want her to stay

She keeps leaving us to do
Who knows what
Who knows where

She loves this guy
…no she hates him

She hates this girl
Now YAY they’re best friends

She forgets Mom and Dad
And my brother and…me

Now listen I’ve forgotten whatserface
And whatever that guys name was

BUT

I will NEVER forget her

She is my sister
She is my best friend

I

LOVE

HER


god i love my sister!
 
Thanks Catherine Willows. I´m so glad you like it. I made it listening to "Turn the page" by metallica. You know this song?
Your poem is interesting, too. Where can you get such sisters? :eek:
 
Wow. All your poems are really amazing.

Here's one of mine;

We were friends.
You were my friend,
I was your friend.
We did nice things together.

Yeah, past tense.
We were friends.
I thought everything was good,
until I found out,
you were telling lies about me.

We grew apart,
and now I can't stand you.
Why are you standing there,
and calling me a nerd?

Go kiss the boys,
Go be someone I don't like.
A s-l-u-t.

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I wrote this when I was mad at a friend. I still am.
 
Hmm...I just found a poem I wrote within I think the past 6 months. I remember opening it like a month ago, because I stole the end for my signature :p

And I want this moment to last forever
I never want this moment to end

Here we are standing in the pouring rain
Tears are falling from both our eyes

A hug so warm it’s almost suffocating
A kiss so sweet it’s almost toxic

And in this moment nothing else matters
And in this moment nothing can go wrong

So hold me closer; hold me tighter
And don’t say another word

Right now sorry doesn’t matter
Right now words don’t mean a thing

And please don’t let go of me
And I won’t let go of you

And I’m now finally ready to fall
I’m now ready to risk it all

So hold me close
So hold me tight

Because I finally now know
This is what’s right

And a poem I wrote in July after my aunt told me a super sad story about her friend.

A cross on the side of the road
His name written in a tomb stone
A winters drive gone bad
A winters drive to forget…

All we have left is his memory
All we have left is what we can remember
So let’s look at these old photographs
And ask the universe why they had to take his life…

And they say there’s a reason for everything
But what is the reason for taking his life?
What is the reason for a little girl without a father?
What is the reason for a wife without a husband?

And that fatal night many tears were shed
From family, friends, and people who heard the story
And that fatal night a little girl was told
That she could never see her daddy again

And it’s not like he did anything wrong
It’s not like he was a bad man
It’s not like he deserved to die
But it happened anyway…

So please give me an answer
Why did his life have to be taken away?
What did he ever do?
To deserve such a fatal night…
 
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