5/30/2024 9:03:10 AM
Topic:
Women Empowerment
Bob Atkinson
Posts: 295
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Not poetry's place to determine what is or isn't. That's a misuse of the genre'. Poetry IS "the emotional content of literature." An exploration of our reaction to what is or isn't. The verb "to be" is, are, was, were shouldn't be utilized in poetry as it defeats poetry's purpose:
We WERE known for BEING feminine,
but femininity IS notBEING too sensitive.
IT’S a serious talk about facts,that all of us should think positive.
We always getbelittled, so woman should fight and BE active!
Wehave weaknesses, but can BE turned as our strengths to survive
ThereARE many things that we can do, even carrying a life
Sowhat ARE you going to do?
love the person for being thereason why YOU’RE alive
We AREN’Trecognized before a woman WHO’S strong and independent
Slave,naive, a coward and a trash, that IS how women being treated
Menare powerful.
They ARE physically strong and beingrecognized as brave, intelligent
and can do anything theywanted
But now we ARE equal, say yes, towomen empowerment!
Women had sacrificed many things eventheir wants and needs
But BEING silenced for having noright to speak
Is this how our society should BE?
Noequality? Pride and a man should lead?
WeARE essential, a woman should BE loved and protected
NotBEING raped, abused and molested.
Women's capabilities hasenhanced society's development
Here comes revolution ofwomen empowerment
I am a WOMAN, not JUSTA WOMAN
Let us also BE heard through HERstory
Let'sBE fair and do not only rely on HIStory
Because Godcreated this world with man and a woman
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5/27/2024 10:44:21 AM
Topic:
Tapping into the Subconscious
Benjamin Bartley
Posts: 3
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Dreams, alter egos, my spiritual twin on the other side are all aids in writing poetry. I like to explore being young again. Sometimes I'm just being silly. Sometimes I'm really serious. Exploration of the mind, spirit, soul are keystrokes of the immortal poet's heartstrings. Nothing is out of bounds when it comes to the Art of Poetry!
edited by artmeddler on 5/27/2024
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5/27/2024 10:38:12 AM
Topic:
Where are all the answers to these Questions?
Benjamin Bartley
Posts: 3
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Do you send an email to everyone who has a question? I was hoping to see the answers to a lot of these questions by others.
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5/27/2024 10:10:47 AM
Topic:
Ben Trying to Figaro This Out!
Benjamin Bartley
Posts: 3
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Hello Soupsters! Finally, I'm making my first Forum posting. It took me foever to figure out how to do this. I'm such an ignoramus when it comes to new websites. Evabody seems to do things differently. Absolutely no consistency. So, who am I? I'm an alien inside an humanish body. I'm loving this poetry good kine stuff. My guess is ... that it's in my nature. I've had nothing but warm welcomes. Next will come my BIO, when I figure that out, I'll post it. I look forward to absorbing evabody's poems.
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5/25/2024 8:17:52 AM
Topic:
Academics?
Alex Seen
Posts: 1
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hello
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5/24/2024 6:01:43 AM
Topic:
Women Empowerment
Christine Morota
Posts: 1
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"I Am a Woman, Not Just a Woman"
We were known for being feminine,
but femininity is not being too sensitive.
It's a serious talk about facts, that all of us should think positive.
We always get belittled, so woman should fight and be active!
We have weaknesses, but can be turned as our strengths to survive
There are many things that we can do, even carrying a life
So what are you going to do?
love the person for being the reason why you're alive
We aren't recognized before a woman who's strong and independent
Slave, naive, a coward and a trash, that is how women being treated
Men are powerful.
They are physically strong and being recognized as brave, intelligent
and can do anything they wanted
But now we are equal, say yes, to women empowerment!
Women had sacrificed many things even their wants and needs
But being silenced for having no right to speak
Is this how our society should be?
No equality? Pride and a man should lead?
We are essential, a woman should be loved and protected
Not being raped, abused and molested.
Women's capabilities has enhanced society's development
Here comes revolution of women empowerment
I am a WOMAN, not JUST A WOMAN
Let us also be heard through HERstory
Let's be fair and do not only rely on HIStory
Because God created this world with man and a woman
edited by StalwartDull on 5/24/2024
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5/21/2024 1:52:36 AM
Topic:
Could I get some help on this?
Hiba Junaid
Posts: 4
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i love this poem. it has a great rhythm and the theme is heartbreaking. the words are good as well.
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5/18/2024 9:07:52 PM
Topic:
Hey! It's Renee. Hope you're having a nice day.
Renee Willier
Posts: 1
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I'm Renee, 33, not new to writing but new-ish to poetry. Love reading work that's out of my league, love supporting other writers on their journeys. I suppose the best way to introduce myself is through a few of my favorite pieces, so enjoy!
Ketchup Packet
My worst nightmaresat down beside me
With the mostangelic face
And whispered thingstoo hard to swallow,
His smile sweeteningthe taste
“All that’s wickedhas the upper hand
“All that’s pure hasgone to waste.”
Missouri
"You were bornin Missouri"
He said
Seeing me sad
And that everythingaround me was Hell
Born to Missouri
And bearing tomisery
More
Children chained tothe carousel
Toy Town
A smile is illicitin this city
Where policemen hangtheir hats
On the beaten bodiesof little boys
And bribes
And just not givinga **** about whoever
Whatever
It's not theirproblem
Just leave em how yafound em and
Walk on by
Something to Survive
I couldn't see it
Blame the way theviscid blackness
Of your soul
Exterminates thesunlight
Couldn't feel it
Sinking in your tarlike sand
And blowing bubbles
Like a boiling child
Not loved enough tounderstand
That living
Isn't the same ashaving something
To survive
Kryptonite
I was happy withabandon
So pulled to you Icouldn’t stop it
That you’d beeverything I needed
While you dripped ofsomething toxic
Is second only toyour absence as
The cruelest thingI’ve seen
A kryptonite ofeverything I've ever wanted
Poisoning the air Ibreathe
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5/18/2024 7:51:36 AM
Topic:
Question about NSFW content?
Alexander Henning
Posts: 1
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Hi,
I am new here and was wondering if we are allowed to post poems that contain topics such as self-harm and suicide as well as curse words? Some sights allow it, some don't so I just wanted to see if anyone could give me an answer, thanks
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5/16/2024 6:33:28 AM
Topic:
The Poets
Hiba Junaid
Posts: 4
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you are a great poet - that's for sure. I felt a lot reading this. This is quite relatable, you see. I want you to know that your writing style is applaudable and the metaphors are fresh and crisp. Keep going and keep writing, Much Blessings - Hiba <33
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5/16/2024 6:29:15 AM
Topic:
"WE ARE"
Hiba Junaid
Posts: 4
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beautiful, quite the poem. I really like this.
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5/13/2024 7:48:25 AM
Topic:
Neither Here Nor There
Zarek Brewer
Posts: 9
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Thanks, Amanda. People like you are the reason why I share my work with people.
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5/13/2024 7:43:25 AM
Topic:
"WE ARE"
Zarek Brewer
Posts: 9
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We are stupid
smart
We are weak
strong
We are ugly
beautiful
We are ignorant
informed
We are discriminative
understanding
WE ARE HUMAN
edited by thesaddestpoet on 5/13/2024
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5/12/2024 4:17:41 AM
Topic:
The Smile of a Child
Elaine DVC
Posts: 4
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Thanks Amanda for your inspiring comment. I really appreciate it. :-)
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5/10/2024 10:08:58 AM
Topic:
This is me, but who are you?
David Crandall
Posts: 1
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Nice to know the woman behind the poetry. Your poetry is great! I'm 65, living in a retirement community in the greater Los Angeles area, retired, but tutor math in Mathnasium a few days a week, just for fun. The retirement community has a creative writing club, where over the past year, I've gotten into poetry. My son is 32, living on the other coast.
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5/9/2024 2:22:07 AM
Topic:
The Poets
Vedangee Kadam
Posts: 2
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I envy the poets
The ones who can disentangle the threads of their thoughts
And smoothen them out on paper
Each word, each letter, each curve of their quill laden with meaning, passion and emotion
These innocuous traces of ink
Do not mask the fervour in the minds of the poets
I balk at their audacity
And admire their ability
I wonder, do their words ever choke them, as mine do?
Has their voice ever been swallowed by fear?
Do their ink-stained hands ever shake and their eyes well up with ardour as they put pen to paper?
Meanwhile, I yearn for the identity of 'This Sublime Poet'
I ask myself: Am I a poet yet? Or simply a writer? Or am I just someone who uses words to emote?
Do my poems have an essence? A hidden interpretation derived by reading in between the lines? Or am I just one among countless others who hide behind the artificialities of language?
Do I possess any substance or do I lack it?
Am I the seed? Or the husk?
Or am I the fruit? Albeit the one that falls to the ground, wasted?
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5/9/2024 2:20:36 AM
Topic:
The Poets
Vedangee Kadam
Posts: 2
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I envy the poets
The ones who can disentangle the threads of their thoughts
And smoothen them out on paper
Each word, each letter, each curve of their quill laden with meaning, passion and emotion
These innocuous traces of ink
Do not mask the fervour in the minds of the poets
I balk at their audacity
And admire their ability
I wonder, do their words ever choke them, as mine do?
Has their voice ever been swallowed by fear?
Do their ink-stained hands ever shake and their eyes well up with ardour as they put pen to paper?
Meanwhile, I yearn for the identity of 'This Sublime Poet'
I ask myself: Am I a poet yet? Or simply a writer? Or am I just someone who uses words to emote?
Do my poems have an essence? A hidden interpretation derived by reading in between the lines? Or am I just one among countless others who hide behind the artificialities of language?
Do I possess any substance or do I lack it?
Am I the seed? Or the husk?
Or am I the fruit? Albeit the one that falls to the ground, wasted?
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5/2/2024 12:56:27 PM
Topic:
Contest entry: anyone willing to read/critique?
Luciana Fisher
Posts: 1
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Oh, the beauty found in this tender race,
When walls crumble, revealing its truest face,
With all the wrinkles in its right place
The raw, the fragile, and all the flaws we'll come to learn to love more.
But to crack the armor, to lay it bare,
To let the world in, to show we care,
We must surrender, trust and embrace,
The vulnerability of our soul with grace.
For vulnerability is not a sign of weakness,
But a testament of strength and meekness,
Through where the light shines through,
Revealing in its essence, the authentic you.
For when we open the chambers of our heart,
When you allow it to play its part,
We invite others to do the same,
To share their stories without shame.
In vulnerability, there lies the power untold.
To heal, to connect, to break through the mold,
For it takes courage to be truly known,
To let your heart's melody in the fold
So, let the tears flow, let the laughter ring,
Let it be the song we sing,
For in the depths of our soul,
Lies the beauty of the unknown.
Pour your heart out, dear wanderer of life,
Let vulnerability be your compass, your guide,
For it is in sharing the depths of our soul,
That we find connections that make us whole.
by lbfisher82 on 5/2/2024
edited by lbfisher82 on 5/2/2024
edited by lbfisher82 on 5/2/2024
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5/1/2024 3:36:58 PM
Topic:
Contests questions...
Crystol Woods
Posts: 2
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When entering a contest, can we read the other contestants entries and comment? If so, how? Thank you in advance!! Xo,-CW
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5/1/2024 1:44:55 AM
Topic:
The Smile of a Child
Amanda Payne
Posts: 5
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Your poem captures the innocence and joy embodied in the smile of a child effectively. The simplicity of the language mirrors the purity of the sentiment, making it relatable and heartwarming. The imagery of the smile lightening burdens and dispelling loneliness resonates with readers, evoking a sense of warmth and comfort. However, consider adding more descriptive details or expanding on the impact of the child's smile to deepen the emotional connection with the reader. Overall, it's a lovely portrayal of the transformative power of a child's smile.
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