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Below are the all-time best Writing Muse poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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Garden of Grief

Like a flower, about to bloom, 
Though instead, growing in gloom,
The 'healthy' soil 'helping' us grow,
Filled with toxins, sprouting so slow.

Look at them, loving their life,
Stunning, spectacular, strutting with strife,
Under the skin, it's not what we see,
Confidence is flat, with low self-esteem.

He looks so careless, handsome, dreamy,
How I wish he would really like me,
But does he actually act like he is?
Is he exactly like everyone says?

Skipping joyfully towards the car,
Family with child, happy as they are,
That was years ago, still the same?
I'm afraid the apathy overcame.

Look at that girl over there,
Thin, pretty, doesn't really care,
But how is that girl so petite?
I'll tell you now, she barely eats.

It's a horrible topic I hate to explain,
But even 'perfect' people experience pain,
So what if they look good? You do too!
You just need to recognise the beauty in YOU.

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Music to my Heart

This is such a bad idea, right?
Listening to music, day and night.
I'm told my ears will eventually explode,
Just because I listen to Muse a load?

21 Guns has just flicked on,
Can't come now, it's the best part of the song!
This is madness, lies all around,
I'm not deaf yet, I can still hear sounds!

So please, please, please let me get what I want,
Green Day's now on, and they're all I've got.
I'm not a psycho, I'm just 'trapped' endlessly,
And want to avoid the Broken Dreams.

I don't care if you're agitated, I'm feeling good,
Let me feel glorious during my childhood!
I'm sorry you're stressed out, maybe I'm an animal?
Music's the only thing that's keeping me stable.

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We Don't Know Us

Crowds of people closing in on every side 
Trapped on all ends  
Just want to hide 
Can’t see my friends 
Swells like a black hole of sadness 
With not a shard of light 
Devouring happiness 
My world no longer bright 
Fear of judgement from another 
Scared of a hateful glare 
Falling down further  
Into a pit of despair 
Sitting on a table by myself 
Saying I’m happy is a lie 
Starting to hate myself 
Because I’m shy 
To ashamed to admit it 
Can’t even discuss 
My heart won’t permit it 
We don’t know us 

The pressure put onto us by society 
Pumping into us, anxiety 
The depressing feeling 
Mind always reeling 
Building up self-doubt 
Leaving us without the confidence we need 
To succeed, and to grow and to show what we can do 
The doubts in us will stew 
As our self-esteem lowers 
We don’t know us 
All we know is fear 
Which we let steer 
We need to escape 
We should be able to shape the dark tunnel of life 
The never-ending strife 
The conflict with ourselves 
We need thousands of shelves 
We need a break from the person we make 
From our worries 

You don't notice, we can’t focus 
The pressure of all measures, 
It's gone and drove us mad 
Going to any place, building up sadness and madness 
Feeling of little success, climbing up 
It’s all a large, hot mess 
Too much to handle and we can’t see 
The light in the tunnel of darkness isn’t showing 
Gleaming, suppressing us, we can’t focus 
You don’t know us 
And I can’t even focus on typing this sentence  
But if I could just breathe 

Breathe in, breathe out 

The sense of relief 
Anxiety and fear can steer, but if we could all just believe 
Then those feelings will leave 
Show of kindness, be the friendliest version of ourselves 
To everyone you see, and meet, and greet 
Open your eyes and your heart to others 
Especially the ones that struggle, have trouble 
It’s human, it’s natural to feel bad 
Mad. But we can calm ourselves down 
Help those escape the crowd, all those that frown 
Leave an imprint, a legacy of helpfulness 
Success, we should be impressed! 
Leave a positive imprint at the crest of our lives
We all know each other

Credit to: Bonnie Lieschke, Fire Bird
(slam poem)

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I Wish

How I wish I could fly,
Glide away from despair,
Just like a butterfly,
Flutter carelessly in the air.

I want to be brave,
Just like a lion,
But I'm trapped in a cave,
Though I am trying.

Or I can relax like a sloth,
Rest all day, completely still,
But my mind races, back and forth,
Overthinking takes skill.

What if I was a dog,
Energetic, but sweet,
Instead I'm bogged.
It's just not one of my feats.

How do I feel free?
Escape my troubles,
Just like a bat, can't see
the solutions to my struggles.

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Shredding the Waves

Shining amongst the golden sand, 
Was the gleaming sun, ever so grand, 
The tiny town was totally thrilled,
And all their excitement could not be killed.

The locals gathered around, 
And all seemed to be astound,
As they watched, the vast waves thrived,
Celebrating the competition that's finally arrived.

Jesse, a young Aussie boy,
Who was riled up with complete joy,
Rode along the giant, roaring waves,
And was seen by many faces incredibly amazed.

As he gracefully surfed, he felt the rhythm,
Amusement and pleasure flowing within him,
As everyone watched his breathtaking ride,
They all felt cheerful and packed with pride.

As the moon's cool glimmer reflected on the moss,
They united as one underneath the Southern Cross,
All Aussies chanting loudly and carefree,
But chanting the loudest was the youthful champion, Jesse.

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I'm Told

I'm told I'm an odd child,

Emotionless, but sensitive,
A people pleaser, but always say no,
Indecisive, but make "irrational" choices,

I'd say I'm just misunderstood,
But I guess that's just another word,
Another "excuse", for being weird.

I listen to the same two bands 24/7,
But I'm told that's abnormal.
I (sometimes) interrupt people,
Only because I never get to speak,
Yet I'm ignorant?

Always feeling anxious,
But "I'll grow out of it",
"No big deal!", "Don't worry about it",
That's what I'm told.

Because I overthink, I'm selfish?
Because I said no, I'm rude?
Because I didn't quite hear you, I'm thoughtless?
Because I revolve around music, I'm obsessive?
Because I stim and squirm around, I'm ADHD?
Because I'm "controlling", I'm autistic?
Because I'm all of this, I'm odd?

Well that's what I'm told.

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Eevrtyihng is Jmbueld

The words in my title, on my page. Meixd.
Twisting around like a tornado.
Cannot read a single letter.
Words jumbled up. Askew
My paper tangled and coiled.
Not and individual line made out.

Everything is cursed. Crokeod
Every noise gone.
All words blocked out. Uheanrd
Not a word picked out.
Ertah to... Hlelo? Msis...

Knocking in my head. Csoled.
The door bolted tight.
No information coming through.
Batted up inside. Excellent exterior.
Excelling- yet still pzuezld. Inateivtie.
The audtls wlil nveer konw.

The letter are meant to me jumbled. If there are too many problems reading, please comment.

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Never Let Go

I’ll hold you’re heart and never let go, 
In the name of love, name of love. 
I said a thousand times and now a thousand and one, 
I’ll be the one you won’t forget. 

You’re the only one that I’m dreaming of, 
You got me stuck on the thought of you, 
A starlight in the gloom, 
I’ll stop time for you,  
Your precious heart. 

You could be my luck, even in a hurricane of frowns, 
This dog is destined for a home to your heart, 
I wouldn't trade your kind of love for nothing else   
You electrify my life, let’s conspire to ignite. 

One as sweet as caramel, 
And now I’m where I belong, 
We’ll be perfect as a family, 
You’re not alone, that's what makes you beautiful.

Copyrighted: Pre-existing song lyrics were used to make this together
Credit to Fire Bird and to Songwriters

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Endless Winter

The dewy raindrops land,
Caught by the sage green leaves,
Stems holding up the petite petals,
As summertime prepares to flee.

The sky cries above me,
Into the palms of plants,
The sunshine shying away,
The sky darkens, ready to rant.

Locked doors tight,
Tears soak into my bed,
Face inside my palms,
Can't believe what was said.

My tears stream down my face,
Caught within the midst of my hand,
Parents squeezing, hugging each side,
Summer has come to an end.

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Forest of Fear

Wound up in forest,
Survival skills to the test,
Lost, no directions.