forum POEMS post 'em here my friends!

Started February 07, 2019 by @ember-chan-will-never-forget-you

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Dude! I don't know what to say, that's so cool I love the way you describe things in such an authentic way!

fuck this says it so well and i'm a slut for the fact that you said elysium instead of heaven

ah, yes, you're welcome ;)

when the world is quiet, we will have some peace.
''
Boys with smudged eyes

And sunlight dripping slick like olive oil off their teeth,

They go to bed with violets under their skin, prickling sharp,

And in the morning, find defiance in each other’s mouths:

The clutch, the breath, the tongue, the pink.

''

They take metallic lungfuls between kisses

And the dawn shivers and sheds its coldness,

Like a cheap coat of iron links

Falling muted off the trees:

The clink, the branches, the roots, their sleep.

''

And gods, they run to each other

With hissing breaths, with tired legs;

They drink each other’s smiles

Like all they’ve been having is sand for a week;

They hold each other

Like their arms are a shelter from the world’s bite and its fists.

And, gods-fucking-damn-it,

The world is still screaming when they uncover themselves,

But, gods-fucking-damn-it,

If they turn the love songs loud enough

And press their fingers to each other’s heartbeats,

Then, maybe for a moment,

The world will close its mouth,

And be quiet,

Just for one minute.

y'all p sure Homer just possessed u this is so beautifully constructed?

when the world is quiet, we will have some peace.
''
Boys with smudged eyes

And sunlight dripping slick like olive oil off their teeth,

They go to bed with violets under their skin, prickling sharp,

And in the morning, find defiance in each other’s mouths:

The clutch, the breath, the tongue, the pink.

''

They take metallic lungfuls between kisses

And the dawn shivers and sheds its coldness,

Like a cheap coat of iron links

Falling muted off the trees:

The clink, the branches, the roots, their sleep.

''

And gods, they run to each other

With hissing breaths, with tired legs;

They drink each other’s smiles

Like all they’ve been having is sand for a week;

They hold each other

Like their arms are a shelter from the world’s bite and its fists.

And, gods-fucking-damn-it,

The world is still screaming when they uncover themselves,

But, gods-fucking-damn-it,

If they turn the love songs loud enough

And press their fingers to each other’s heartbeats,

Then, maybe for a moment,

The world will close its mouth,

And be quiet,

Just for one minute.

y'all p sure Homer just possessed u this is so beautifully constructed?

that is a compliment of the highest degree i will cherish it forever

Daily chores are such a bore
I wish for more but it's already yours
Toss me into the washing machine
Floss, brush, rinse and repeat

Why do I expand into the atmosphere
Floating away from all that's down here
When I have chains on my ankles and wrists
Weighing me back to the angels of resistance

Beating the dirt until it succumbs
Under the same damning crumbs
Last night's dinner was last night's leftovers
Fill my fucking cup until I've spilt over

The devil works hard but subconscious works harder
And If I'm being honest i think mine is much smarter
So maybe i should become a ghost in the dark, my spirit passing through you shadow
But maybe that's too stupid and I'm just too shallow

Acid melts my stomach as I throw up
All of yesterday, last week, last month
Symbols on the calendar mark my expiration
And the symbols you read now are my desperation

Song stuck in my head like fucking groundhog day
Hit reply until I'm dead like it was yesterday
Depression is a chef and he's cooking a recipe
Turn on the fire and burn all my energy

Pray to my God for compensation
Play with my odds for composition
Say I'm wrong, and it's just my fault

Well you're right, I guess I'll do it again.

y'all p sure Homer just possessed u this is so beautifully constructed?

that is a compliment of the highest degree i will cherish it forever

AAAAWWWW HAHA

ok this poem has strong yungblud vibes and i mean that in a good way

ok this poem has strong yungblud vibes and i mean that in a good way

Me: never heard of them
Brain: look them up
Me: Ok yes band
Brain: .listen 2 them.
Me, sobbing: am i really gonna jump into this hole of obsessing over this band
Brain: :)yes.

ok this poem has strong yungblud vibes and i mean that in a good way

Me: never heard of them
Brain: look them up
Me: Ok yes band
Brain: .listen 2 them.
Me, sobbing: am i really gonna jump into this hole of obsessing over this band
Brain: :)yes.

actually its just one dude and listen to anarchist and california first
and loner

ok this poem has strong yungblud vibes and i mean that in a good way

Me: never heard of them
Brain: look them up
Me: Ok yes band
Brain: .listen 2 them.
Me, sobbing: am i really gonna jump into this hole of obsessing over this band
Brain: :)yes.

actually its just one dude and listen to anarchist and california first
and loner

s i ck i will!

Isn't it the weirdest thing when you think that an artist is a band, but it's just one person? Happened to me with Owl City… -_-

Isn't it the weirdest thing when you think that an artist is a band, but it's just one person? Happened to me with Owl City… -_-

happened to me with panic at the disco

hAh,,,

Time is marching on
trampling humans underfoot
time is marching on

Time is marching on
trampling humans underfoot
time is marching on

woah that's really good

thanks!

I haven't been writing a lot recently, but here is an old poem that I had to write for school:

What happened to the lonesome girl
who has never left her home
She has never seen a friendly face
and remains to stay alone

What happened to the silent boy
who's words were never heard
He has only spoken once
and he hated every word

What happens to the forgotten ones
silent and alone
They'll never be heard from again
if only they had known

Woah
that's beautiful

Thank you!
I usually don't end up liking the poetry I write for school because I'd rather write what I want to write, but I had a lot more creative freedom with this one. I forgot what assignment I had to write this for…

it's amazing nonetheless!

A maroon girl
Bangs in her face
A scar on her lip
Can life get any better than this?
Love is the very heart of the soul
It's what makes us whole
But love also hurts, don't you see
As I once had a girl walk away from me

A maroon girl
Bangs in her face
A scar on her lip
Can life get any better than this?
Love is the very heart of the soul
It's what makes us whole
But love also hurts, don't you see
As I once had a girl walk away from me

awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww das so saddddddddd

Tell me that I’m special
That I’m not a waste of space
Tell me that you love me
That you look forward to my face

Tell me again how much I matter
About who you really see
But most importantly of all
Do not lie to me.

This is my favorite poem now.

Tell me that I’m special
That I’m not a waste of space
Tell me that you love me
That you look forward to my face

Tell me again how much I matter
About who you really see
But most importantly of all
Do not lie to me.

yesss

@SwimwithGamers Thank you so much