[Official] Share and discuss your amateur poetry and stories.

 Anonymous (@)9 years, 2 months ago

I recently wanted to challenge myself, so I decided to try my hand at poetry. Since I’ve written a few poems, I’ve really wanted to get some kind of feedback, I’m not sure if they suck or not. So I’m creating this discussion in the hopes people will share their amateur poetry and stories. Only constructive criticisms guys, not everyone is literary genius. I’ll share a poem, if you want to here another of mine, just ask.

An Explorers Ode to Earth

As I see her from afar,
I obtain an inkling of who we are,
Here I sit in this frigid waste,
As if running from her warm embrace,
Just as children must move from home,
Here we travel deep into the unknown.

By- imhotep

June 2, 2012 at 3:41 pm
hiiiighpower (1) (@Hiiighpower) 7 years, 11 months ago ago

Meditation on sex….

Animalistic sexuality; forceful and oppressive
Heat, sweat, smell,
touch, moan, scream
The silence is sound; crisp and tort
back scratch, bite lip, contortion, it fits.

Isn’t this honesty? Are you scared?
I am alive, in the moment, trembling
Watch you quiver, feel you tighten
Over and over and then…

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josephm (772) (@josephm) 7 years, 11 months ago ago

i am found; lost out side of boundaries.
my thoughts are mine to keep; black hole unconscious energy.
in my dreams induced astral projection blasted me to elevated havens.
pray to god for salvation; inspiration our maker.
recycle fables for the growth of greater.

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josephm (772) (@josephm) 7 years, 11 months ago ago

trickle in with my reaper sickle…….grave diggin in my cave, beginning to my fate. star seeding all that create’s. flowing state’s. mindful decisions cookin up spirit’s is the mission, death by unconscious remission. rebirth thought from magic goomba kingdom. collect psilocybin freedom, sing to all that hear’s em.

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Biss (1) (@Biss) 7 years, 11 months ago ago

Just a little poem I wrote using parallels, after reading conversations with God one night.

And I’m scared for the world to end,
but fear is the reason for its demise.
So it should be no surprise when the end has come,
because fear has created this outcome.

And I’m excited for the world to end,
because love will be free again.
So it should be no surprise when the end has come,
because love has created this outcome

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DeerInTheWoods (28) (@Deerinthewoods) 7 years, 11 months ago ago

I’m sure I’m not the only one who feels this way:

i feel periwinkle.
cool, calm
dull
but intrigued
for the possibility..
that i can be vibrant….

Comments, criticism, life stories, or rants are welcome.. :)

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Epiphileon (25) (@Epiphileon) 7 years, 11 months ago ago

FUCK LIFE

Fathom thy nature complete
Understand that you are quite unique
Capture every moment in essential wonder-ing
Know that you are always, being and becoming

Life is a gift of incalculable worth
Irrefutable is the wonder of birth
Free the expression of wonder in being
Exalt in the fact, you know you are living

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happyspirit (1) (@happyspirit) 7 years, 11 months ago ago

My “thought haiku”

The past and the future
Are ghosts in suspended time –
Now is all that’s real.

http://www.behappyzone.com/haiku-poems.html

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SilkeV (1) (@silkevandaele) 7 years, 11 months ago ago

Hi, I know I’m a little late but at first I just didn’t dare putting something here, because I’m really an amateur ! First thing I ever wrote! So here I go :) (also, English is not my mother tongue!)

She’s drifting through a time that should be hers
Living up to what society prefers
Failing not to be some kind of ‘me’
Because her boxed-up mind seeks to be free

Day and night intertwine
She wants to scream the words that run through her spine
She’s letting in, but letting go
of ideas that might make her grow

Is this how it is or how it should be?
What’s reality and what are they making her see?
Can she leave herself behind
To dig up her soul and mind?

She wants to open a new door, but her hand clings to convention
She shuts her mouth as her heart screams for attention

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Biss (1) (@Biss) 7 years, 11 months ago ago

@silkevandaele, beautiful man, I loved it all

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josephm (772) (@josephm) 7 years, 11 months ago ago

feel your pulse when your peaking; light seeking, dark reaching, mighty shrieking through dimensions worth keeping. lesson’s of ill-intention serenade destiny to treat the melodic beat through mazes of illuminated creed. seek all you need out of what is free. teach your dream’s how to compete in society through unconscious sobriety.

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Jack M (12) (@jackpunch) 7 years, 11 months ago ago

– The Ball –

She who’s in to masquerade
Jettison your old blockade
The feeling’s right, the feelings fade
Medicine; my serenade

Steal from the night
And let down your hair
No, keep the mask tight
I might find beauty and intimacy
Indistinct

Holy shit you caught me off-guard
I’m scarred
Your eyes say it all
You’d better hold on to that trump card

Sweet things, I’ve heard them before
She sings a song that brings me back to shore
Sick things, she’s sure to implore
She knows me too well in that I like the sick things so much more

They said “Kid, you’re not ready for this”
Those fools, they’ve no idea what this is
How could they, your mystery shrouds you
Like blackness to night, I come for you ’cause I have to

Surround you
Stick around you
I’m so glad that I found you
Maybe here I can resound with you

Capture the sound with you
Fold my hand and start anew
Into rapture I fall with you
Withstand that which I can never undo

She who’s in to masquerade
Jettison your worn blockade
The feeling’s right, the feelings fade
You’re medicine; my serenade

Steal from the night
And let down your hair
No, keep the mask tight
I don’t care who’s listening in
Who’s well aware
You slip with the wind leaving no trace or time to spare

Holy shit you caught me off-guard
I’m scarred
Your eyes say it all
You’d better hold on to that trump card

Sweet things, I’ve heard them before
She sings a song that takes me back to shore
Sick things, she’s sure to implore
She knows me too well in that I like the sick things so much more

They said “Kid, you’re not ready for this”
Those fools, they’ve no idea what this is
How could they, your mystery shrouds you
Like blackness to night, I come for you ’cause I have to

Surround you
Stick around you
I’m so glad that I found you
Maybe here I can resound with you

Capture the sound with you
Fold my hand and start anew
Into rapture I’d fall with you
Withstand that which I can never undo

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Day (3) (@plmday) 7 years, 11 months ago ago

I wrote my first English poem on this year’s Valentine’s Day after I learned from a colleague that Feb. 14 was also the birthday of the world’s first electronic general-purpose computer, ENIAC:

Every time I think of you,
Nothing is impossible to do.
If you did never appear,
Am I still rather
Computing using pen and paper?

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Josh (213) (@reinvented2012) 7 years, 11 months ago ago

I wanted to share some songs/poems or whatever you would like to call them that I wrote today.

Love:
Ooooh baby, you dont know what you do to me
never looking for no sympathy
me and you girl
im the nut and youre the squirrel

I know i want you in my world
I want you to be my girl.
Were on this journey together
making me feel like i can live forever.

Together forever, forever together, no fussin’ no fightin’, we can make it through.
Life to me is a game, and i want to play it with you.

Ooooh girl, you know its been 4 years
we have made it through, although we have both shed some tears
I take it up myself to help you overcome your fears.
As i sit here and write this song,
I know i have to stay strong.

Loving girl is all we need,
i will continue to try and read you,
to work hard and give it all to you.
Love is all we need.

Happiness:
Singing this song to spread the good vibes,
never understanding the corruption and never taking bribes.
I am here to stay and continue to do good,
thats what puts me in the irie mood.

I want to spread this love all over the world, but i cant do it all alone
Time for some self reflection, time to start looking within.

Whats important to me may not be to you,
but i am going to spread this message until my face turns blue.
just doing what makes me happy,
romantic moods are so sappy,
if were all the same why do many live so crappy.

I hope you take this to heart,
its never to late to start.
spreading the good vibes around,
time for them to shake the ground,
get out there and spread some love and good vibes
because were not alone, were all one tribe.

Nature:
This one is for the green green trees,
for the wind and the breeze,
for the bees and open seas,
for the you’s and the me’s.

I want to keep this earth clean,
and i wonder why so many are mean,
so obsessed with money and greed,
in 20 years where will we be?

will there be any green green trees,
any bees or open seas,
maybe there wont be any you’s and me’s?

The power is in the people,
youre better than this, dont follow the sheeple.
Its time to open your mind,
break from the bind.

You were meant to be free,
to roll those green green trees,
flow with the breeze and sail the open seas.

So stop with the pollution,
and whats up with all this personal intrusion,
and the liquor infusion
and the weed illusions?

Elitist Government:
Everything seems so black and white,
some say its not wrong, but to me it doesnt feel right.
The elite, they try and divide us,
Im not sure who or what i can trust.

Its always this or that,
then the ratat tat tat,
and the weapons of mass destruction,
and the methods of combustion.

What are we fighting for?
Whats the reason for this war?
The say follow the money,
itll lead you to the honey,
to the center of the hive where it all takes place,
what a huge disgrace
to the founders fathers of this great nation,
were somewhat of an abomination.

Its always this or that,
then the ratat tat tat,
and the weapons of mass destruction,
and the methods of combustion.

I hope you enjoyed reading these

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SKP (3) (@SNC705) 7 years, 11 months ago ago

They say rain will wash away everything if you let it,
So
I walked out in the rain
I stood there, felt the rain
Mix with sweat, mix with tears
Slowly the grime was washed away and
Everything was left behind
But
Everything did not shine as if it were Something new
For
There is Nothing truly new
What is ever shall be
What wasn’t, never will
Forever indebted to the Unmoved Mover
Itself contemplating what I washed away

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SKP (3) (@SNC705) 7 years, 11 months ago ago

I am the deflated balloon.
Don’t mistake me for the popped balloon
Which bursts with a loud POP! to grab your attention
I simply lost air
Rapidly, at first
And then more slowly
Now I’m the tiny sac of air on the floor
Not quite empty like the popped balloon
Just deflated
Exhausted from the ride from the ceiling to the floor

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Anonymous (0) (@) 7 years, 11 months ago ago

Limited Tools

Since birth
life in a broken system cursed
limiting our knowledge
with history that has been rehearsed
they continue to fill their purse
time will never be reimbursed
in a Hurst or in first
as long as we don’t speak
it wont get worse
no dirty laundry out
not even taught how to use this mouth
formulate logic
dumbed down population
couldn’t even get hooked on phonics
so similar to robotics
a manufactured life
You’d think we came in boxes

keep the sharp tools
distribute the dull
controlling the unarmed
is calmer for the soul
x2

It’s all a game
and they have 90 percent of the chips
nothing impressive comes out of winning this
but who cares they just follow bliss
while we struggle to fund our next dish
and wish that it wasn’t like this
never thinking of change
because since kids we’ve been handed the rules to this game
and they say don’t even try
just shut up work and die
but you don’t have to listen
glisten with your own path
let them feel your freedom let them feel your wrath
nothing hurts more than an independent path
we all have the power cant you see
we’re all humans no one above you or me
it can get tough but don’t get delirious
life goals, some people are about to get real furious

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Tyler (1) (@intellectmindscape) 7 years, 11 months ago ago

I’m alive. This light flashing before my eyes reminds me who I am on the inside. Never consumed by the outward looks because even the scariest monsters are insecure. Weak. Can’t let go of the pain that they’ve developed within the mastermind that is themselves. Never fear, as long as you love it it’s always going to be here. It will always live the expectancy you place upon it. Dream big. Our imagination doesn’t favor the swing set because it sees the whole park as a place to experience this thing I call Life. I said I because I mean me. My perspective. Can’t get the world to live my view but I’ll let you view it out the window and from there you can decide to jump. Out of term out of context since you can’t seem to breathe the logic that I speak. Wrong side of the brain, Can you keep up? I’m passing you by so this is where you stop reading this.

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Alex (2) (@Lostandfound) 7 years, 11 months ago ago

In a dream I observed,
Upon two stable feet,
A stranger in conflict
With a strange reality.

I was struck with desire
To help this man escape,
My shouts went unheard,
As he fought what he had made.

Through weary eyes and a clouded mind,
It is not clear what I‘ve seen,
But as I look into the shards of mirror,
I see that stranger, staring back at me.

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josephm (772) (@josephm) 7 years, 11 months ago ago

mind sweeper… angel&demon seeker. crystallized heathen teacher, forget leisure…life’s a diamond under pressure..rock heavy assured.. money tree likelihood. matured be my teen hood…pussy hair’s on my female’s would shed light like psychiatry should. fire over Yosemite blood. four hundred and twentieth post bitch please hun, blaze through my low key’s for fun.. …

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josephm (772) (@josephm) 7 years, 11 months ago ago

build my sanctuary. blood sweat and tearful allegory… something of that sort; actually. controlled energy. walk in shed ego sensory….function like a free bird encore in a sea of sorrow…hold on to bar’s, root projection soaring to mars. 30 seconds to far…. limitless be my wall. walk through my vertical call… of the wild…. never mild….always child. loving dial~ect… fronting is the test….failure is our best….learning experience….the hard way or the high-way….speed through my way…. today is the day, tomorrow is further then I may. frayed be my hair after extended holy affairs. share love and pair with your inner dare… heat seeking fair…..priced at more then you care……for……steak medium rare more….

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josephm (772) (@josephm) 7 years, 11 months ago ago

digital shaman i will attest to…..psychedelic manifested rap’s-get my best mood…..galactically fax weaving through mycelium trap’s….bass stab’s murder cosmic web saps… stay on track….zap these fact’s… test their maps…..x marks the dream for the chance at a divinity….team…started from the cadillac league dropped into catastrophe. blasted through adventurous entropy….healing wind’s lace the air i breathe.

know nothing but me…..i bleed the blood i keep…..never hide from fear’s that dig deep….lion roar on the beat….whisper’s even shit. soul seep’s from my heart beat…act my part in this world of a dream, land, never bland, always tan…long hair… big fan…..root’s lock in my brain….man….take the third hit…. see where you hang, listen to them sing……hold in all you can…..cosmic dance out your demon’s on holy sand…bring out your self, damn.

attain your learning main frame, realness gain’s…information age..never in painn…always in sane a state of maintain….epic journey is the game…..play on……forced to stay onn……..my decision, don’t get me wrong……..spiritual is a lovely harmony……probably the best mother earth can teach everybody….centre of earth is our core honey….guardian’s of knowledge no fronting….always suctioned…..she’s got us tapped out… wait tapped in…..understand where your at man…..lay down face upp….eye’s to the star’s…envision your back to the wall……peer out through your physical stall.. you have the ability to have it all… we are not here to fall, ascend above all ….fortune teller for fun….brawl, empathetic thought catching hun, energy healing all space i step in……wait fly in…never abide by in…..cheechin my inspiration…..never faking….. infinite be my message. like unconscious saving…..ripple linguistic changes …in this haven of satan…..misbehaving by never shaven….always taken….make my bacon……spread love peace and raving…..

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josephm (772) (@josephm) 7 years, 10 months ago ago

exchange…paces……through thought that is racing…….take a step in my lane, float away on the crazy train…. poetry seal’s lazy days…. inspiration saved me from my aching pains… through art, wake up and never stray apart…..hazy patience is the start……still waiting on the world to change…. cannabis getting its much needed fame…..inhale blame, exhale sane. search for mushroom’s after the rain…..consume the universe today…..inverse mechanic’s will not lead you astray…….learning real shit is ok…. experience all that landed here for us to pray…. waiting on the world to change… grow my mane, smoke my shame, roll dice, play the game.

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Anonymous (47) (@) 7 years, 10 months ago ago

Hear your heart beat harder than the sound of drums
Feel it absorb all the good feelings deep in its cores
Echoing your life’s past memories
Reliving all those unforgettable sweet sceneries
Bring them forth as if doing chores
Let them come to your eyes nearing vision
Washing upon your watery eye lid shores
And sweep together those past good heavenly made decisions
Listen through the quietness of time
Replay those good old tunes that seemed to precisely rhyme
No time to pause these tracks
We knew that good times would pass by only for us to stare and wonder back
Why do time seems to press on forward swiftly when living in joy?
Like a child lost playing with its brand new toy
Our meetings with our surroundings at times seem to vanish
Ignorance of our reality was our bliss
Escaping our world through the portals of our minds
Leading to endless wonders in its deep labyrinths
Strolling deep within the depths of it all
Getting lost in paradise, acknowledging with awe
Like a vivid dream not wanting to wake up from
It felt as if it were a perfect storm
Lightning striking our emotions deep
Tornadoes keeping us away from the thing known as hatred
Times of peace and times of unity
Just wishing they could last for an eternity
We’re all part of this fraternity
The name of our organization is called Humanity
Binding us together in our human inter-connection
It’s a unique cosmic synchronization
Why don’t we all make this realization?
We are a fully advanced conscious civilization.

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Roystan (0) (@roystan) 7 years, 10 months ago ago

In some of Dark corners of my mind
Lie many brand new Bright ideas
What I have seen & done throughout my life
Now cause some strange , Dark , Unthinkable fears
With Parents afar or one never there , misguided me turn partially wild
No love, just alone , fearless and uncared I still search my dream
Not knowing whets in store , punishment or reward , anger filled child yet Mild
Convincing myself that I have done my best yet fear my dreams might come True
I at times prefer my nightmares as they would be better , Why I have no Clue
Optimistic am I , yet negative to the world , wish of a loving Apparition
Pessimistic to humans – to me miscalculated fate – brings Abomination.
Happiness and love I wish to all who have done good or bad in my life`s journey
in a dense forest of advance mysteries I`m lost so close yet far I wonder still
If stared death in the face – yet smiled would bring laughter or tests till I lay on that Gurney
Nothing last forever they say accept memories of happiness and affection
Yet I seek not for Love nor Lust but for all in one with dedication
A penny for my thoughts , Hundreds know my strength & force required to get things Right
Amazing I allow time to heal
Isolated myself including my Drive awaiting for the final Flight
Where are you? please see , words I write for many to Mock Me
Rescue this Creature but before Understand the Kind of Abyss you`re about to Enter
I strongly suggest , you`ve been where I have , to that Reality you would Hold the Key.
Victim of Most acts of vicious Ideas and Brutal Behaviors of the Human Kind
One out of many , Intelligent yet soft , affectionate with a igniting Touch
Many are Blind to the source of Lust not knowing crossed limits has its Fruits
If all here is well understood then past scars within would be Cured & all left far Behind
by : (Roystan Crossley) [email protected]

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Roystan (0) (@roystan) 7 years, 10 months ago ago

@snc705, In some of Dark corners of my mind
Lie many brand new Bright ideas
What I have seen & done throughout my life
Now cause some strange , Dark , Unthinkable fears
With Parents afar or one never there , misguided me turn partially wild
No love, just alone , fearless and uncared I still search my dream
Not knowing whets in store , punishment or reward , anger filled child yet Mild
Convincing myself that I have done my best yet fear my dreams might come True
I at times prefer my nightmares as they would be better , Why I have no Clue
Optimistic am I , yet negative to the world , wish of a loving Apparition
Pessimistic to humans – to me miscalculated fate – brings Abomination.
Happiness and love I wish to all who have done good or bad in my life`s journey
in a dense forest of advance mysteries I`m lost so close yet far I wonder still
If stared death in the face – yet smiled would bring laughter or tests till I lay on that Gurney
Nothing last forever they say accept memories of happiness and affection
Yet I seek not for Love nor Lust but for all in one with dedication
A penny for my thoughts , Hundreds know my strength & force required to get things Right
Amazing I allow time to heal
Isolated myself including my Drive awaiting for the final Flight
Where are you? please see , words I write for many to Mock Me
Rescue this Creature but before Understand the Kind of Abyss you`re about to Enter
I strongly suggest , you`ve been where I have , to that Reality you would Hold the Key.
Victim of Most acts of vicious Ideas and Brutal Behaviors of the Human Kind
One out of many , Intelligent yet soft , affectionate with a igniting Touch
Many are Blind to the source of Lust not knowing crossed limits has its Fruits
If all here is well understood then past scars within would be Cured & all left far Behind
by : (Roystan Crossley) [email protected]

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