forum POEMS post 'em here my friends!
Started by @ember-chan-will-never-forget-you
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That's when the best poems are written, after all!

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Thank you all, I really didn’t expect to get noticed.

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so I’ve got another I want to show people, but it’s quite a bit darker
They always come to the balcony.
They always have the same look.
And every time they look at me,
I fall into their book.

I listen to their crying
i help the best I can.
Even if I’m lying,
I still take up my stand.

It’s always different, yet the same
its always hard to bear
And each day’s another broken name
That I have to hear.

But who will come to the ledge
if I were to leave?
Would anybody guard the edge?
Would anybody grieve?

For all the lost lost and broken souls,
for all the ones that couldn’t see
would anyone come get me
If I was the one on the balcony?

@cue-nervous-humming

@The_Demon_Warrior really cool idea-it's scary to think what death would be like if it could feel. And that ending…
@Bandito amazing, as usual, that ending part was great
@PunsAndShips wow that's a thought i'll have to carry around with me for a while…
And the balcony poem was depressing, as you said, but you set that mood up well

@Bandito

(old, don't like it)

Dear little girl on the playground,
I would like to say thank you
You don't even remember me now,
Because you didn't even know
I was not just a shy child
I was terrified
My mom and dad were so concerned
I could barely survive pre-school
Most of my time there was spent crying alone
I would burst into tears if you paid me any attention
Laughing children would sit down at the table
But I just stood there because there wasn't a seat for me
It wasn't so bad, I suppose
Because I didn't even know what I was missing
I never had a friend
Nor an enemy, even
I watched best friends play together blankly
I never even knew anyone's name
All I knew was empty corners
Until one day I went to Chick-fil-A
My parents sent me to the indoor playground
My siblings and I went our ways
Up and down slides, pretending everyone else didn't exist
We played hie-and-seek, but no one found me
But I hid with a little girl under the plastic stairs
For some reason, she gave me smiles and words for free
The game ended, but she kept playing
I didn't go back inside to eat because now I was happy
We ran in circles as mom was paying
I felt like a normal kid that one time
Some one could hear me speak
I learned that there were sometimes people
Who would see and give me a break
Who would hear what I couldn't say
It wasn't hopeless
You showed me what might happen
If someone tried
You don't know me anymore -
But thanks, friend.

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Awwwww~
That's deep. It really is.
I'd give my entire bank account to see those one-night-best-friends again.

@Katastrophic group

The castle is shining
Cloaked in amaranthine
With beating song’s music and pulsing laughter
Dancing, dancing
On narrow stones’ edge

The castle is cracking
Cloaked in amaranthine
With beating war’s drums and ending falter
Dancing, Dancing
On fragile stones’ edge

The castle is breaking
Cloaked in amaranthine
With beating live’s won and winning bitter
Dancing, dancing
On crumbled stones’ edge

The castle is lonely
Cloaked in animosity
With stifling wall’s silence and enduring winter
Broken, broken
On spiked stones’ edge
Faded, faded
Til no stones left.

Anyways here’s my favorite from my poetry phase

@hyunjins-eyemole

Why is my world collapsing
Why am only I alone
I thought we were together
But why do I have no home

I thought I had a voice
But the crowd swept it away
No one heard my cry for you
When I begged you to stay

@Leo-Valdez-Is-The-God-Of-Chaos

sooo, you guys are amazing, but my poetry is more jesting and short
A limerick:
I once tried to write a Haiku.
A poem to which I was new.
Is it five six then four?
or two syllables more?
It's a good thing a wrote this one too!

@Echo_6 group

Lonely Nights
I woke cold again,
Sweat glistening on my skin.
The tears rolled down my face,
Than disappeared without a trace.
No one heard the cries,
No one even tries.
I will always remember the nights,
Without any lights.
The nights…
When I am the most alone.

@cue-nervous-humming

@Periwinkle_ is right, I really like all of it!
@Bandito I really like the message of your poem
@Katastrophic I really like how the verses structure mirrors that of the castle, slowly crumbling-that's so clever
@EllieGrace-is-angsty that poem made me feel sort of angsty, too
@Leo-Valdez-is-a-Slytherin Your limerick made me smile because I suck at writing haikus but limericks are fun ;)
@The_Demon_Warrior that was some really effective use of repetition of 'the nights', good job :)

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I like to call this "Piece of Shit". Enjoy.

What am I?
I reflect the person
you want me to be.
A mirror?
I have multiple personalities
but then
none.
Carrier of burdens
reflecting thy wishes.
though i ony have one wish
that can't seem to come true

AnotHEr!

Your finger? Chewed off.
Your eye? Gone.
Bruises? All over.
Ear? Ripped off.
Blood? Everywhere.
Bones? Broken.
Friend? Murdered.
You? Dying.
Me? Suffering.
Hotel? Trivago.

And A N O T H E R! Warning: cringy

The soldier failed.
"Now it's time for the doll to do something."
You have burdened the doll with heavy chains wrapped around her.
"It's time for the doll to bring honor"
Your actions have made the doll codependent.
"It's time for the doll to be successful."
How can a doll be successful is she broken?
"It's time for the doll to make us happy."
How can the doll talk if you have sewn her lips shut?
"Then it's time to throw away the doll."

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I wrote a really crappy poem about women's rights during the beginning of the whole illegal abortion thing