7/27/2017 12:53:12 PM
Topic:
Hello everyonene
Khalid Albudoor
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I very happy to be here. I breath and dream poetry. Love you all,
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7/27/2017 6:57:20 AM
Topic:
Intro/hello
Momo Tinaza
Posts: 4
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Hello, I'm an amateur yet aspiring poet.
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7/27/2017 6:53:30 AM
Topic:
Amateur poet posts first poem online
Momo Tinaza
Posts: 4
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Has a tear of joy ever escaped from the window of your soul? A moment of realization that fell out of your control? Have you grown up with someone who is way out of your league? One whose presence could effect the way you breathe? Is there something you believe that changed the way you see? Or have you ever fell in love with one that was expected to never be? Imagine a lover who speaks to God about you, one who sees a truth you don't think is there, what if this is how I see you when I say your name in prayer? Though our memories are few, somehow they feel more true, for time is non-existent when it comes to you. Your the most difficult poem I've always wanted to write because no words exist to express such love at every sight. I gaze into our history for a clue as to "why?", amidst a maze of a dozen conflicting stimuli, no language could explain but you deserve for me to try, yet all I can offer is a crude illustration of a truth beyond imagination... You've always felt like more than just a crush, like a reflection of my trust, like Fate flirting with a dream only love could create. The way we conversate is the melody of my song, your hypnotic sense of humor splashes the colors of a pretty pinkish dawn, the way you beautify your personality stretches beyond. Those eyes an invitation to some unknown adventure, that smile begs the question I'd spend this life to answer, almost feels like the beginning of some kind of forever. Then something else crept into my heart as well, a chemistry evolving in a way only nature would tell, every grain of knowledge gathered like an oyster in its shell, until my love for you was no longer in control, a rare precious pearl embedded within my soul. WAIT! I have to stop, language has failed me again, but how was I suppose to hold all this in? At the risk of you never looking into my eyes again, I couldn't continue to pretend that your just a friend. What happened to me is I began to see you as we will be when our love is complete, a chemistry mixed with a mystery betwixt pretty and sweet, the heart utterly eclipsed by a beauty beyond any comprehension of art. Now that it's said that leaves just one more task and that is to ask: if such a heavenly bliss as mysterial as this could be forged without a first kiss, how many wonderful probabilities could we possibly miss?
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7/27/2017 6:26:54 AM
Topic:
without a kiss/high critique
Momo Tinaza
Posts: 4
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I'm an amateur yet aspiring poet and this is my first poem ever shared online
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7/27/2017 6:24:33 AM
Topic:
without a kiss/high critique
Momo Tinaza
Posts: 4
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Has a tear of joy ever escaped from the window of your soul? A moment of realization that fell out of your control? Have you grown up with someone who is way out of your league? One whose presence could effect the way you breathe? Is there something you believe that changed the way you see? Or have you ever fell in love with one that was expected to never be? Imagine a lover who speaks to God about you, one who sees a truth you don't think is there, what if this is how I see you when I say your name in prayer? Though our memories are few, somehow they feel more true, for time is non-existent when it comes to you. Your the most difficult poem I've always wanted to write because no words exist to express such love at every sight. I gaze into our history for a clue as to "why?", amidst a maze of a dozen conflicting stimuli, no language could explain but you deserve for me to try, yet all I can offer is a crude illustration of a truth beyond imagination... You've always felt like more than just a crush, like a reflection of my trust, like Fate flirting with a dream only love could create. The way we conversate is the melody of my song, your hypnotic sense of humor splashes the colors of a pretty pinkish dawn, the way you beautify your personality stretches beyond. Those eyes an invitation to some unknown adventure, that smile begs the question I'd spend this life to answer, almost feels like the beginning of some kind of forever. Then something else crept into my heart as well, a chemistry evolving in a way only nature would tell, every grain of knowledge gathered like an oyster in its shell, until my love for you was no longer in control, a rare precious pearl embedded within my soul. WAIT! I have to stop, language has failed me again, but how was I suppose to hold all this in? At the risk of you never looking into my eyes again, I couldn't continue to pretend that your just a friend. What happened to me is I began to see you as we will be when our love is complete, a chemistry mixed with a mystery betwixt pretty and sweet, the heart utterly eclipsed by a beauty beyond any comprehension of art. Now that it's said that leaves just one more task and that is to ask: if such a heavenly bliss as mysterial as this could be forged without a first kiss, how many wonderful probabilities could we possibly miss?
edited by Vivizxuutrex on 7/27/2017
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7/27/2017 3:31:54 AM
Topic:
Enclosed rhyme
Levi Krebs
Posts: 1
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I'm looking for feedback on my poem written in enclosed rhyme form. I wanted to try this form, however it's hard, because to me, the form doesn't read right(well) or should I say smooth. Thank you in advance for your suggestions.
Novembers force, blows winds of gale,
a sailor seasoned, may navigate swift,
lessons learned from time upon thy ship.
Hold fast against fierce winds in thy sail.
Captain, my Captain, I fear our fortitude.
Yee not be afraid, for only men dare brave,
for fear will only cast you to a watery grave.
As your captain I expect more of you.
Some have sailed, and some are yet green,
brave with waves reaching high upon thy rail,
first mate commands all able bodies to bail.
Of steady ground and loved ones, all dream.
Ice water, the loneliness of all burial tombs,
Thrashing waves, they prey to make it through,
In this condition, too rough to feed the crew.
Each and every man know, gloomy fate looms.
She broke deep, heartless water consumed,
each man prayed a sailors prayer, brave men,
The men gave it their all, until the very end.
Thirty three in all that night met their doom.
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7/26/2017 9:41:43 PM
Topic:
My second ever free verse poem
Eden Kurova
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And my first ever poem shared online. I keep tweaking it. Thoughts?
From a mouthful of this morning’s eggs,
I pull bits of char from yesterday’s breakfast.
‘I had no chance to scrub the pan’, I plea with myself-
But I still envision smashing it over my skull
like a cartoon.
Every morning I wake up
feeling last night’s feelings,
thinking last night’s thoughts,
about what’s happening 10 years ago,
and what happened tomorrow.
If you add up every
simultaneous
suffocating
moment
I fight through-
just to say:
‘i love you’
It would stretch for longer than I’ve known you,
which is longer than I’ve been alive.
There was no ‘today’ in my broken egg.
No difference between coming or going,
to an automaton in purgatory
who saw life through the pinhole eyes
of a cardboard mask won at a birthday party
I never asked for.
The sky looked like the ceiling of a small, dark closet.
and flowers looked like plastic bargain bin decor
coated in lead paint, the kind left on roadside graves.
I used to count those as a child,
on the way to destinations
I still dread my arrival to.
If I were brave enough to show you my awe and my terror
of loving the one who revealed
the world as something real, all this time-
I would sink face down into dirty bathwater
choking on wet, laughing sobs
until my fingerprints wrinkled away
and tear at my clammy skin
until my soft nails bent backward
and paint red bruises all over my trembling body
that would spell out a primitive language
neither of us had the chance to learn.
This is my best guess:
‘i am just a bad thing that happened
a book of false memories and blind feelings.
You are a very fast reader,
You’ll soon reach the end of me.’
I remember drawing a map in crayon
of every ditch I saw myself lying in
strange, unnatural positions.
Like I'd been struck by a car,
and someone shoved my body out of the way
so I wouldn’t mess up the next one.
edited by ktoboe on 7/26/2017
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7/26/2017 9:01:48 PM
Topic:
Get Questions Answered
Wanda Adams
Posts: 1
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Can someone please tell me how I can post my picture?
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7/26/2017 2:27:33 PM
Topic:
Hello, Poetrysoup poets. I brought chips & salsa
CharRon Smith
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Hello, poets. My name is CharRon. I am a circuit poet in the Sacramento poetry community. I do micro poetry, Slam poetry, Performance Poetry, Prose. I enjoy poetry that I started to insert it in visual art, music, and fashion. But you can go see some to my website: www.reswonderland.com
I have been scanning the site, checking out poems and commenting. Hope to read your poems soon.
Happy hump Day
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7/26/2017 2:08:48 PM
Topic:
Think of a title then just riff.
Virginia Troutman
Posts: 1
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well, you must have had clear idea before you begin writing a poetry. maybe if you need an idea why not consult some dissertation writing poet expert who can guide you properly. most of the poet has some old inspiration from different writers and they want to write like that. you can try that as well.
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7/26/2017 4:17:16 AM
Topic:
Hello poets! New to all this.
Jillian Petrova
Posts: 1
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Hello, Theodore Ueki I like your Poetry! And I am Jillian Petrova is an experienced academic coordinator at coursework help online. She has been holding this position for past 7 years. Apart from that, he spends time on blogging.
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7/25/2017 5:24:31 PM
Topic:
Nocturnal Eminence
keith osborne
Posts: 33
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Warrior to dark's most daunting dreams
savior from thoughts that run too deep
Terrify, not one dares it seems
brings panacea to night's sleep
Beacon for flailing ships asea,
the Ana of fifty shades Grey
Beauty saving the nocturne beast
keeps subconscious demons at bay
Catches every breath with her smile
as summer's sun, a heart it warms
Intensity not seen awhile
quells the worst of fierce thunderstorms
Her touch, akin to the spring's rain
gently blooming buds to flowers
Still, mental images are vain
ne'er experience her powers
Shan't romance, seduce, love, or hold
hear her voice, feel her aura's beams
Suppose I could, though not so bold
so she must stay within my dreams
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7/25/2017 5:20:15 PM
Topic:
Craving AC
keith osborne
Posts: 33
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A flame containing exponential fervor and luster
scorches a visage through the cerebellum
a scintilla of contact melts the epidermis
utilize every fluid ounce quenching the burning ache
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7/25/2017 10:59:13 AM
Topic:
haiku
manisha joban Desai
Posts: 1
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garden blossam
people moving inn
you inside me
-manisha "joban"
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7/25/2017 5:21:03 AM
Topic:
Introduction Brian Duffield
Abdul aziz
Posts: 1
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7/24/2017 10:13:39 PM
Topic:
confused
Jeremy F.
Posts: 3
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Thank you!
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7/24/2017 7:21:33 PM
Topic:
Honest Critique Wanted
Angeline Vine
Posts: 3
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The death grip of my dependence
shattered
by your mask of love
your chainsaw words
stained my electric eyes
with fear....
I stayed, with wounds
You get it? Add some creative descriptions !
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7/24/2017 7:03:52 PM
Topic:
Looking for an honest critique
Angeline Vine
Posts: 3
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I don't like the rhyme in this poem, though in a song I could see it. I usually prefer a free verse . The poem is sad and the reader certainly has pity for 'he' , as the subject continues to buy death (by drinking alcohol) on the installment plan. Hey that could be the title 'Death on Installment'
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7/24/2017 6:49:40 PM
Topic:
confused
Angeline Vine
Posts: 3
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I think you could remove the word 'but' from your poem. Good Luck!
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7/24/2017 9:30:10 AM
Topic:
Get Questions Answered
DANIEL MWANGI
Posts: 1
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I WISH TO GET A SOLO VERSE FROM THE BIBLE MATTHEW 2:1-10
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