"Winter" The streets are quite, the moonbeams light my way The sky turns to violet from a dull grey The night is cold and the stars are bright Oh how I do love this night The tracks of horse’s footprints covered in snow The feeling of the cold wind blow I sing to myself as I look into the vast moonlit sky The beauty of this brings a tear to my eye The hush of snowflakes hitting the ground It is so quite I can not here a sound I look into house windows and see fires glowing And I look upon this scene knowing, Knowing I have never felt so full of life I seem to forget all my grief and, strife Ah the loveliness, the perfection of this place As the snowflakes cover me like a fine lace I take a deep breath and then I smile I would love to just stand here for a while Drink in the beauty of this scene All is covered in white, so majestic, so serene I hope this is not a dream And all is as it seems I wish to stand forever in this stability Oh how I love the feeling of untouched tranquility
screaming, aching, hungry children, stomping on our hopes and dreams. They are haunting my thoughts , the ones that used to be filled with love and beautiful things. The faces of the children, brought to me by my own selfishness, laugh at me, scream at me. They drive me to insanity, and now, all is over, the music died, and the children hunt for their next victem. But we are the only ones to blame, for we have brought this upon ourselves
Neverending nothingness Oblivious to the obvious distorting disasterous distractions Alusions of splender Enlighted in on the dissapointment Sucluded from the conclusion Honerable to those who dishoner themselves Confusing distractions Empedements of teh sort Blindes from the falsness of it all.
i'm not talented, not a beauty, not very clever, can i still ad a little thing and pretend i'm a BIG poet?
Real quick 10 minute poem: I flip this around as my conscience falls to the ground but it's all words, that's all any of it is can ever be they grasp the concept when it wasn't meant to be seen they throw it into oblivion they tear the haven down they spit on this freedom as memories fade from sound once was lost and never to be found yonder the wind blows and yonder the trees shake their noble limbs as the earth begins and lets got to a quake and water falls defiant upon this land of dreams and oceans rise above their all mighy seams the stars fall faster wishes unseen and they can't speak the curtain's drawn back while the show pounds on the actors aren't told to go home and the truth is unveiled unraveled, thrust forward the cold truth of existence for just one instance everyone stop to listen and everyone stop playing pretend
Black Holes and Conformity cosmic clash a symbol's lash, averse memoirs time just colors, prismatic fars just beyond the grasp of what, imagination makes us bear bottles cases, row of norms acquainted fears are borne shelves are high, no use in games spin around again, again, and again think of them the same Drum Line, Here We Go Again stripped to the bone raised to the sky can't hear a tone cast this aside truths lie void lies turn true fictions apart lives unscrewed words uttered sound made strong lifted it up carried by throngs whole race dies lived such a lie time is falling here comes the calling Love? Hate? Where's The "Indifferent" Option? i'm coming home no deeper than imagination can be sight with nothing to see what's faith if i can't believe it's everything a cure, but i make it a disease God take me because i hate me You Really Want To Know My Biggest Mistake? i ran along the hall, feet slapped through tiles the floor gave way to stumbled darkness no sight for seeing, no vision for sight surrounded by incongruent bloody night and things whipped by me dark, lost shawdoes left a future lost and clouded running from a past, hardly made true toward a future filled with you press the rewind, click the undo let's try to start anew, take two this time, i won't include you
The best poets (in my opinion) from these forums rarely post anymore, if ever. I shall make mention of a few now... Firebell, Jack_ and Kill_All_Artists.
iscreamchocolate and shaba and um...littleskinny are some of the grreat poets on here...there's loads more....
well when I read yours its the same feeling! anyone who is brave enough to post their poetry definetly deserves the recognition.
tis hard to name people though coz there are actually sooooooo many superb poets on here, some that i rememebr the names of, others i forget....the memory doesn't correlate with the greatness though.
Yo Nice works On gettin kids to let go something beserk I tried an open mic once But all them poets seemed under the duns Cap Slap yourselves back together You dont wanna fly then give me have your feathers I know Im here to share with my brothers No worries sisters yall know yall my lovers Shining with Proffesional hovers and crafts which state the common facts
here's a collaboration of mine with emily dickenson I started early, took my dog, and visited the sea The mermaids in the basement came out to look at me The frigates in the upper floor extended their hempen hans They presumed me to be a mouse, aground upon the sands But nobody moved me, and the tide come and took me away I thought they'd be nice, but hey, what can I say I lost my apron, my belt, and my lucky hat too The sea then ate me up, as wholly as a dew Then I saw that the ships were following, they were close behind They were sounding their horns which sounded like a mime As they came closer, I felt their silver heels But as I reached for their ankles, I slipped on a banana peel The waves came upon a solid town, but no one seemed to know Just what would happen if the sea happened to reach Heathrow But then it bowed and turned away, then gave me a mighty look It still had all my clothes, that ocean aint nothin' but a crook
and incase anyone's interested, here's emily's original.. I started Early --- Took my Dog --- And visited the Sea --- The Mermaids in the Basement Came out to look at me --- And Frigates --- in the Upper Floor Extended Hempen Hands --- Presuming Me to be a Mouse --- Aground --- upon the Sands But no Man moved Me --- till the Tide Went past my simple Shoe --- And past my Apron -- and my Belt And past my Bodice --- too --- And made as He would eat me up --- As wholly as a Dew Upon a Dandelion's Sleeve --- And then --- I started --- too --- And He --- He followed --- close behind --- I felt His Silver Heel Upon my Ankle --- Then my Shoes Would overflow with Pearl --- Until We met the Solid Town --- No One He seemed to know --- And bowing --- with a Mighty look --- At me --- The Sea withdrew --- ...I like my version better. :H
im gonna go wih either lozi ( coz she's wonderfully talented and her work is always thought provoking ) or dopesickkid...(not just because he is so young and has a lot of talent but his stuff is just so rich and celebratory of language...i love his style )
Bitter sweet thoughts Lost in electricity Feel my touch bounce of you with simplicity Running through mazes Looking for the prize Take one more step to feel it surprise Stomach in my throat Acid in my veins Uncover a appetite for the insane Now we're locked up Colours in my brain Feel it leaking into my domain I put my foot down Let it bleed Take some flesh out Let it feed Now I've lost my sense Through these words You look through my fence I see you peeking Can you see me See my third eye Rise beyond the sea.