Trama Poems | Examples


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Solace outside these walls

To the younger version of me.
Step out of your hidden place.
You've been hiding your whole life.
Wired all wrong from the trauma.
Exposed to the elements of chaos.
Never seen stability grow around you.
Never witness how happiness bloom inside.
Never felt what love can do for you.
Wished you could feel warmth of the sun.
Instead of your cold outlook of life. 
I'm Sorry your role models left you behind.
I am here to pull you out of this hell.
We'll escape from all of this together.
Breaking down these decompositions.
Divided by curses and hopelessness.
Subtract the demons and stigmas off us.
The torch has been lit to guide us out.
We don't have to live in darkness anymore.
Here's my hand; let's run away together.

Premium Member Trama

Angry voices
Bellow my full name
Crystol Lynn!
Do you hear me?
Enter the mother and
Father. 
Go away to another place
High above the trouble and terror
Isolate my childhood self
Justice is only a dream, a
Kind of folk story told
Late at night when the
Moon is full and fanciful. 
None of this matters now
Only then when my
Parents were gods
Quite capable of ending my
Reality. 
Still, there were
Times when tucked in
Under my blankets
Violence far away and not
Wishing for an
X-it from the turmoil of my
Youth,I could peacefully go to sleep…
Zzzzz.

Inspirador

Inspirador

Camomila 
acalma, 
e nunca
abandona,
dá a força 
para o trabalho 
sempre, sempre.

No sábado, 
teu esforço 
ressoa;
no sábado, 
seu futuro
trama,
para fazer 
com menos
mais e mais.


Are We Whining

I walked up the sidewalk to the front door
That had a welcome mat.
The doorbell I rang was kind of flat.
I saw Frankenstein peeking through a 
Window slat.
The man who answered the door wore a
Tall black hat.
Good evening. Oh drat!
The skeletons are doing the head pat,
Our hunchback is a brat
Who needs medical attention stat,
Casper the friendly ghost some how 
Stepped on the cat
Which put it in trama now we are using
Wolfman to catch the rat,
The gypsy can't believe where she is at,
All the zombies fell in to the witch's vat,
This brought the witch that was flying to
A Stop with a splat.
As for old Dracula he keeps saying what?
The mummy took a swat
At the bat
Who was chasing the gnat
Out of the biggest flat
I have ever seen. The spider's webs were 
Made out of some good looking tat
As on it they sat
Looking at me as if I could make them fat.
Nice chat.
I said suddenly remembering my folks 
Didn't know where I was at.
Imagine that.
I knew it was time to scat.

Chivelry Is Not Dead

I put someone through
the baptism of fire
Seeing into 
their heart of desire
And what did I find?
That chivelry is not dead
The are still men 
out there that
think with their head 
still on their shoulders 
Not with the head 
between their legs
That gives me hope
That when I heal from
all this psychological
trama I'll have a chance
to be attracted to a man
who's chivelry is not dead

Depression (True Story)

My depression grows everyday,
It started as a come and go,
It decided to stay and create a black cloud,
All I can do,
Is sit and hope,
Wish and dream,
Cry and smile,
I fake these looks for my family,
They feel responsible,
Like they caused my pain,
Truth is,
No one caused it,
It just came,
because a boy,
I loved,
Died,
All alone,
All my fault,
Not being there,
I was so stupid,
So young,
I yelled at him,
Told him i hated him,
Told him to leave me and never come back,
His friends came and got him,
They drove him home,
He decided to come back to see me,
My fault,
My fight caused,
His death,
He tried to get to me,
A car smashed his,
Head trama,
Lungs smashed,
Face scared,
Last words said,
I hate you,
I rushed to his side,
Last thing i hear,
I love you,
Never forget me,
He passed away,
In my arms,
Me in tears,
Unable to tell him,
I love you too,
Never could I forget you,
Your my heart,
My soul,
You'll always be with me


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