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Comments

Have you ever written poetry?

[(Anonymous)]

And would you share it here with me?

Re: Have you ever written poetry?

[dethtoll]

Ooh, poetry thread, do I get to subvert everyone's expectations about me now?

Midnight Radio

darkness isn't the absence of light.

darkness is a thing all its own
alive and everywhere.
we light our candles of wax and filament and diodes to keep it at bay
but all flames burn out eventually.

darkness is the absence of people.

the walmart lies empty, not a soul in sight
with nobody to ask where the frozen food is.
even the ghost of allen ginsberg
has gone home.

everything is automated these days
even the cashier
i solemnly bag my own groceries
and leave quietly, like church is over

midnight radio is the only sound
on these haunted streets
with sodium vapor working its flickering, buzzing magic
and the city glitters like gold

darkness is coming home to nobody in particular.

the city may never sleep
but then again,
knowing what it knows,
who would?

Re: Have you ever written poetry?

[dreemyweird]

This is lovely. [no you don't]

Re: Have you ever written poetry?

[(Anonymous)]

this is a stupid, shitty poem, so you probably didn't rip it off from anyone, go you!

Re: Have you ever written poetry?

[(Anonymous)]

Some people can be so rude. >_> I know it's the internet, and trolls will always abound, but it pisses me off when it's about poetry. Poetry can be a pretty frightening thing to share with others, so thank you for putting it up here. ^^

I love the darkness theme in the poem and how it's this living, breathing thing that shrouds our lives that we can't suppress, not in ourselves or around us. It's about the darkness within people (to me) and I enjoyed it. <3

Re: Have you ever written poetry?

[(Anonymous)]

This is really cool. It reminds me of this: http://www.poemhunter.com/best-poems/robinson-jeffers/night-159/ which is one of my favorite poems ever. I like the Ginsburg reference too.

Re: Have you ever written poetry?

[(Anonymous)]

I really love the last three stanzas (counting the one liner) a lot! Everything comes together so well in them, and really hits on a lot of feelings when I have to drive through town and go about my life at late hours.

Re: Have you ever written poetry?

[(Anonymous)]

How pointless that my sister is so fair,
For well her suitors know my father's rules.
To chase that goody-two-shoes while aware,
Hortensio and Gremio are fools.
My father says I must be married first.
In his old age, he's lost his mind, I'll bet.
His desperation's stuck me with the worst
Of all the nutcase men I've ever met.
Petruchio's a jerk, no doubt of that.
Wherever did he learn his social skills?
I try to run away, he tries to chat.
He never does a thing but what he wills.
I really hate this stupid world of mine.
I wish it were the year two thousand nine.

Re: Have you ever written poetry?

[(Anonymous)]

Yes, and why? You're not stalker!anon, are you?

Re: Have you ever written poetry?

[writerserenyty]

Yes I have.

And god no, I wrote it when I was 13, it's utter shit.

Re: Have you ever written poetry?

[(Anonymous)]

Every morning is a struggle,
every reflection of you a hurtful reminder,
that I do not have the courage to leave you
Behind.

Laughter and painful tugging followed me into my youth,
my smile painted and fragile as I wiped the tears that lined
My cheeks.

I am older now; stronger and fiercer and wiser.
I have seen death, I have watched spirits die.
And I wonder why I still look in the mirror and see you
And cry.

Re: Have you ever written poetry?

[(Anonymous)]

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I need to take a massive dump

Re: Have you ever written poetry?

[(Anonymous)]

Yeah but it's shit and I didn't edit it and you can really obviously tell what poets I'd been reading a lot of recently but w/e

Try to fix the memory in your mind.
Try to take down the image,
Flatten it, force a nail through it
And spread it down on the surface of your mind.

What is the image then?
Bright sun low in the blue afternoon sky
Reflecting off the sea off into the distance.
The sound of the waves winning out over
Anything else, the rest of the world gone
A few birds float over, a few people
Wander up and down the beach. You
Just walk up and down and try to
Take everything in. Remember it now
Call up the image in your mind
Try to remember what it felt like
Now that the feeling is gone:
Not just the image, but what it was LIKE.

Can't be done; the moment exists once
And only once, but we still try
To hold within our minds
The experience, the beauty, the feeling
The sun suspended over the waves
Which stretch out and out forever into the distance

Re: Have you ever written poetry?

[(Anonymous)]

I do not trip on lips,my dear
nor do I break upon a touch
I am not yours to ruin
with letters or with sounds.
You choose your speeches like some paint
to color me in love
but you must know,my little one
my heart cannot be owned.
Your tongue was never made for lies
as I wasn’t for love
and rust will settle on your bones
before I’ll trust your words.

Re: Have you ever written poetry?

[making_excuses]

Yes, and oh God they suck, but here goes:

Lost worlds and lost words
Smiles forgotten and
Lies told to often

Lessons learnt and lessons earned
Lost possessions and
Forgotten expressions

And one of my actual real poems, not the ones I write to make my mind stop... If I can find a finished draft, I write everything by hand and sometimes I do get around to rewriting them other times not so much, that is the first one I found. I probably have something better somewhere? Or probably not, anyway here goes:

To my ex,

Love, the word I know the
Definition of, though,
not the feeling
A loving hand or word

I don't think I ever
Loved you
Not completely,
I never learnt how

I liked you, well enough
Though, not enough
To stay forever
I know I said I would

I saw a future
The one with us
and the one with me
I made my choice

I choose to leave you
Leave our future
Maybe I shouldn't have?
I could have tried harder

Sometimes I am selfish,
I am scared that I am
Always selfish
That is the way it has to be

Re: Have you ever written poetry?

[(Anonymous)]

Yes, and no.

Re: Have you ever written poetry?

[tamabonotchi]

Alpacas, so cute
Short necks, stout bodies, and fur
Llamas can’t compare

Re: Have you ever written poetry?

[vethica]

Very occasionally, when the poetry bug bites me, I will write dumb sonnets. Here is one I wrote about Homestuck.

Re: Have you ever written poetry?

[shinyhappypanic]

I wrote this in tenth grade for a ~~serious assignment~~ because I didn't like my teacher. years later I still giggle about it.

What Ifs
What if peacocks ran the Olympics one year?
Do you think they’d do a good job?
Would they run the great Games in an orderly way
Or create a jock peacock mob?

Perhaps peacocks excel at hockey—
Or is their forte to row crew?
Are peacocks supreme at gymnastics?
What, really, can peacocks do?

And having executive peacocks
Could bring about some kind of fight.
“No girls!” the male peacocks might declare,
“for their feathers are brown and not bright.”

And where would the Peacock Olympics take place?
Would they argue about the location?
Of course some place in East Asia would host,
As it is their native nation…

But what about African Congo peacocks?
How would they feel about this?
“Of course they’re in Asia,” they would say snidely,
“because we’re so easy to miss.”

And athletic peacocks? Actually?
I’m not sure such a thing exists.
Perhaps Peacock Olympics aren’t a good idea…
Let’s keep it the way that it is.

Peacocks are pretty, and peacocks are neat
But they just can’t run such an event.
Though teaching them to swim or to ski would be fun,
Our money could be better spent.

Re: Have you ever written poetry?

[cbrachyrhynchos]

Yes, and hell no.

Re: Have you ever written poetry?

[(Anonymous)]

Inner Critic

Somewhere, in the cavernous vaults of memory,
You wander the corridors, a ghost
Made of recollection and regret,
Prowling restlessly amidst the chronicles of events
And endlessly critiquing them.
This running commentary,
A susurration, insidious and inescapable,
Echoing and reechoing
Against the stony walls of my innermost thoughts,
Are almost inaudible, but every syllable
Resounds your displeasure
At my actions. It is recorded
In the quartz of my subconscious,
Replayed and altered into my voice,
So that I can no longer tell
What words are yours or truly
Mine....
I am no student of
Catacoustics to disentangle the two.
And so my confusion makes me vulnerable:
I wound myself if the whispers are mine
But the thought that you
Have so much power over me still
(if they are truly yours) appalls me more.

Re: Have you ever written poetry?

[ghostwriter]

omg ... I wrote this in ... 2005 I think. Kudos if you can correctly identify the fandom and character.

Black is my color

I was born where no one should,
had to grow up where nothing could,
and there you ask where is my soul
(tell me if you find it; I've got the hole).

How can I make you accept the fact,
you cannot change what never was.
There is no chance, mine is not the future
So one last time, just stop this torture.

No matter what I do or say
you've never been able to understand
what I have seen, what I've been through,
what I have done, what I've endured.

Now stop the mockery, it doesn't work:
my heart is made of steel and mud.
I know what's right, we do agree;
you'll have your ends, I'll have my means.

And yes, oh yes, I'm gonna bite,
I've never promised not to, and it's my right.
But anyway, what did you expect?
For long that's been just a reflex.

Now make a pause and pay attention:
I am not doing this as redemption.
I know I'm lost, I've always been.
Dark is a lifestyle and I'm its king.

My life was written before my birth
with any sin the world could conceive.
Not my decision? Well, I don't mind,
because it made me the man I am.

The problem is, you are offended.
You couldn't save me, you are frustrated.
It's not my problem, it's not your mess,
go fight your wars, I'll find my rest.

My soul is doomed, signed to perdition,
I'm not the one to break tradition.
As those before me I will be banned;
no chance to heaven when there is hell.

Tell me to change the way I act,
to be as you think I really am,
and I'll show you a dead man walking.
Don't act surprised. I am not joking.

Black is my color, the darkest one.
One is my number, the lonely (I).
I understand what you're trying to do,
do you know what’s going on too?

Re: Have you ever written poetry?

[(Anonymous)]

Only for Creative Writing. As a whole, I find poetry too confining.
Prose is so much more free - though I can see how some might see it the other way around.

[Disclaimer: I wrote this when I was... 16? 17? I can't even remember.]

Faerie Chosen

Marked as a child, now a woman,
She could not stay away
For she knew she had been chosen

Her mind in clouds, she felt the bond,
Hunting for a feeling, for a yearning
One that drew her to the darkness.

To the midnight forest, where sunlight rarely shone,
The pulling at her heartstrings led her
To the opening of a cave

Dark and eerie, she ventured in,
Heart pounding in the wake
Of the overpowering call

Drifting as if in a dream,
Two bright orbs, eyes of flame
Drew her to the shadowkin

A fey of grace, dark beauty
His pale skin and coal black hair,
An empty smile on his lips

Come with me, an icy voice
His hand held out in silent plea,
She felt the pull, despite the fear
And could not turn him down.

Re: Have you ever written poetry?

[(Anonymous)]

Senior year English. Given the topic "Love". Despite my aversion to emotions in general, I refused to not turn in an assignment.

I think I probably should have.
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Love.
People say that they love,
Lies and treacherous truths.
The mirage of the lovers,
Is it ever made real?

Love.
Can it ever be more?
Are we doomed not to see it
As the innocent rose
Lures us into the briars.