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Ode to my English Teacherthis poem has more rhythm than the last one that I wrote. it has everything the English teachers talk aboutOde to my English Teacher
like enjambment
and seaside sunset imagery and all that shit. ten words starting with the same damn letter. that's how you can tell this is a poem.
but what my teacher failed to mention in his scholarly pretension: poems start in the heart and end on the page and nowhere on that path is
any
by ~old-crappy-pants
new girlif you run out of ideas, write a poem about it. without the inspiration that I need, how will I express this shit? I certainly can't make a decent rhyme when there's nothing in my mindnew girl
except the pretty girl that I exchanged smiles with in the library. It think that I will talk to her. I hope her name is pretty.
she is beautiful with dark black hair and the kind of stomach you don't see in magazines. I'd really like to meet her. I saw her today and my weak knees gave
and I'm reaching for excu
by ~old-crappy-pants
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Frienda true friend is a listener always ready to spillFriend
trust me like i trust you
always there to help knows whats best
respect
know what im thinking know what i cant tell
relate
take me on your adventures confide everything
smile
defend to the death stand by me
laugh
lean on me and lend a shoulder
pig out glam up scheem dream
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by ~foxshock55
No One ForeverTears saturate my skin, Its almost impossible to breathe. How can I feel so nonexistent, For so long? My dreams, Too big for this place… So how can I bear to stay? Stay in this town, With all these blank faces… Living the same day on repeat, Just looking for the play button. Is there any hope? Any end to this madness? A cure for my sickness? Or will the world let me grow, Old and tired, Always searching for a way out? Destined to become no one, To accomplish nothing, Please world, Say it isn’t true. TellNo One Forever
by ~TheUsedIsTheBest
when I leavemy friend, I am slipping, our life sure was gripping, please don't forget me, it's getting hard to see, you're hands in mine, you were so kind, i'll miss you, but see you soon, i know this is hard, but i was delt this card, death is taking its toll, they'll come get my soul, they'll have tears in their eyes, my friend please don't cry, one last breath to ceise, i'll say goodbye when i leave.when I leave
by ~jaesen-p
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| I've been writing poetry in a journal I keep with me on and off for 5 or 6 months now... I finally decided to share them. I hope by being on this site I can learn about new creative ways to write even though I don't take the writing seriously at all. Usually a random thought pops in my head and I just go with it until I feel like I'm done. I don't expect you to like them, but I hope you get some interesting ideas from me or at least get a little laugh or pull a tear or something. Who knows... poetry can do crazy things to people. Oh and my journals' names are Spot and Gerald. Cheers! This is me: [link] [link] |
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- Current Residence: America
- Interests: Art, photography, writing, music
- Favourite band or musician: The Moldy Peaches and The Mountain Goats (tied)
- Favourite genre of music: Indie Folk (but I listen to everything)
- Favourite artist: Too many to list!
- Favourite poet or writer: William Wordsworth (so far, I'm not a voracious poetry reader by any means)
- Favourite style of art: All of it
- Personal Quote: "Just write it down. You'll feel great."
- Tools of the Trade: Paper. Pen.
- AIM: dirtispithy
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