Hey guys, so I know that we are all a bunch of fun artsy people on this forum, so I just wanted to take some time and put a topic out there for one of my biggest passions in the world: poetry. I just really love it and wanted to share some of mine with you and I would absolutely love to read some of yours! or just any poem that you love would be amazing!
Twenty one red smiles on a
A river running crimson down my body.
An immeasurably deep numbness in
An uncaring cold heart.
These are my legacies.
These are my
A world of black and whites
A world of sounds and smells
A world of joy and love and happiness
Ravaged and beaten,
Leaving only Death in its wake.
These are the only thoughts in my head
These are my
But there is hope in this
World of despair,
In that we do not walk this
Dismal road alone.
Our hope is not in happiness and joy,
But in those suffering around us.
Apart we are easily crushed and
Tossed aside like worthless chaff,
But together we are a forced to be reckoned with.
So stand tall, stand strong.
Stand together with those besides you.
This life is not an easy one,
The world will do its best to
Shatter you like glass.
But stand by those around you,
And there will be no dragon you can not slay.
Talk about emotion
Thanks! I’d love to hear a poem that you like!
I don’t do poetry but I mean I’ve messed around and did it when I was alone, if other ppl do it, i might get motivated
I like this poem!
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow–
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand–
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep–while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
I did a poem yesterday for chemistry… does that count as being a poet?
these are all wonderful. you’re all super talented. those sound like poem I used to write when I was 14 (in a good way).
I’ve written a couple thousand poems from ages 8 to now. the language varies.
my favourite poema in the entire world is written by Jorge Luis Borges, it’s in Spanish but here you have it translated
If I could live again my life, In the next - I'll try, - to make more mistakes, I won't try to be so perfect, I'll be more relaxed, I'll be more full - than I am now, In fact, I'll take fewer things seriously, I'll be less hygenic, I'll take more risks, I'll take more trips, I'll watch more sunsets, I'll climb more mountains, I'll swim more rivers, I'll go to more places - I've never been, I'll eat more ice creams and less (lime) beans, I'll have more real problems - and less imaginary ones, I was one of those people who live prudent and prolific lives - each minute of his life, Offcourse that I had moments of joy - but, if I could go back I'll try to have only good moments, If you don't know - thats what life is made of, Don't lose the now! I was one of those who never goes anywhere without a thermometer, without a hot-water bottle, and without an umberella and without a parachute, If I could live again - I will travel light, If I could live again - I'll try to work bare feet at the beginning of spring till the end of autumn, I'll ride more carts, I'll watch more sunrises and play with more children, If I have the life to live - but now I am 85, - and I know that I am dying ...
your writing skills are awesome!
Why have I not seen this until now These poems are amazing, especially the last one. Like seriously, I need to write some of these down, they’re so good. You actually made these, right? Because they are just awesome!
Changed topic to “Promote Yourself”
Yeah these are all mine!
Here’s one that I just wrote.
My life is a two sided coin.
A double edged sword.
A Rift in my heart.
Each side constantly at war with the other.
My Mind is a battlefield,
Full of blood and hate and rage.
My Heart is a serene meadow,
Full of quiet energy, love, and tranquility.
Oh how I wish I could be whole again,
Wholly one side or the other, I do not care.
But this split inside me is too much,
It is ripping me apart from the inside.
If I am to be Bitter and Rageful, so be it.
If I am to be at Peace and Loving, I would rejoice.
But this middle ground where I stand,
Is slowly sinking into an inky abyss.
I wish to be like a clear summer Creek,
Fresh and Fluid and always moving forward.
But instead I am Nothing.
Nothing but a Paradoxical Void.
I don’t have words to describe how beautiful your poems are. Please don’t stop.
thanks so much!!! it means a lot!
It’s the little things in this world,
That make the days worth living.
The fragrance of flowers, the melody of laughter.
That shine bright through the uncertain mists of life.
It’s old friends,
Greeting you in dry dusty pages,
It’s sweet fairies,
Dancing through soothing music.
The dark and pain of this world,
Can be overbearing.
But the sweet moments in between,
Are worth living for.
I feel a great pulling in my soul,
A tiredness of the pains of reality.
But I always fight against it,
To be with you, one last time.
I love this. I LOVE THIS. Your poems are so inspirational and lovely.
Thank you!! this one was actually inspired by Nico Di’angelo from Percy Jackson lol