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6/10/2024 12:46:28 PM
Topic:
I me my

acitlak
Posts: 1
I know I'm late to this but here is an intriguing line:

you leave no room for me

It works as a parallel: literally, as someone takes up too much room on a couch, and figuratively, as an overwhelming companion.

Aloud, you can feel the iambs (de-DUM de-DUM de-DUM) and hear the assonances ("you" with "room", "no" with "for", "leave" with "me"), and m-repetition of "room for me".

In terms of sense, it isn't maudlin or overly self-absorbed.

More of this, please.
6/9/2024 11:07:58 AM
Topic:
"Love At First Sight"

Susan Manley
Posts: 3
I did not believe in love at first sight. I even wrote a poem about that. Its illogical right? Love is a sum of experiences with someone, its trust and bonding and attraction and connection built over time. However... Love at first sight happened to me at the age of 17 and he was 20 and we became engaged last year. ( and then I lost him in his sleep). He was 64. He and I did a deep dive through our many experiences together and shared our memories back and forth. And for him it was love at first sight too. We just simply could not get enough of each other. We wanted to stand next to each other, talk to each other. And we took every opportunity to touch, hold hands and eventually when we could be private, kiss, hug. And as I became an adult, more. And then he ran off scared to death because well... I was to smart, pretty and he thought I was destined for better things. We had many years and several marriages each apart. And did not see each other again until our 50s. And it was still the same. The connection was as strong as ever, but not direct enough to stay together. And last year I reconnected with him and he told me I saved his life. Because I gave him purpose again. Reality is he pulled me out of that funk too. Funny thing is I met someone this spring that makes me feel that way again. So ... don't give up on love. And yeah love can happen during the very first time you meet someone and it can be overwhelmingly strong. Love isn't rational. Though relationships are built on a foundation of rational. And some love does not last the test of time ( or the cold hard stare of logic).
6/3/2024 12:00:41 AM
Topic:
The Boy of Art

Ken Suwan
Posts: 1
Ken, they all say painters paint best
When they're torn apart,
Music sounds best
When it hurts your heart,
Love’s ONLY real
When it crushes your soul, becomes a broken shard

So, is this why you left
With a broken heart to make art?
But, I'm not cutout for this, am I?
Someone told me I am, ‘twas my heart,

I lost you even when
You said I was your plan
When I was just your fan

You – The boy of art,
Taught me it all,
Taught me to write,
Rose me when I fall,
Pushed me to speak,
Pulled me, my walls
To Bring my wretched heart
The sky with shooting down waterfalls

But now I don't know
Where are you?
If may I meet you at all?
How are you?
If may I see you once and for all?
Gone, are you?
If may I feel you, your soul lashing gold?
The boy of art, where are you?
5/30/2024 9:03:10 AM
Topic:
Women Empowerment

Bob Atkinson
Posts: 295
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
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
5/27/2024 10:38:12 AM
Topic:
Where are all the answers to these Questions?

Benjamin Bartley
Posts: 3
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.
5/27/2024 10:10:47 AM
Topic:
Ben Trying to Figaro This Out!

Benjamin Bartley
Posts: 3
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.
5/25/2024 8:17:52 AM
Topic:
Academics?

Alex Seen
Posts: 1
hello
5/24/2024 6:01:43 AM
Topic:
Women Empowerment

Christine Morota
Posts: 1
"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
5/21/2024 1:52:36 AM
Topic:
Could I get some help on this?

Hiba Junaid
Posts: 4
i love this poem. it has a great rhythm and the theme is heartbreaking. the words are good as well.
5/18/2024 9:07:52 PM
Topic:
Hey! It's Renee. Hope you're having a nice day.

Renee Willier
Posts: 1
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
5/18/2024 7:51:36 AM
Topic:
Question about NSFW content?

Alexander Henning
Posts: 1
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
5/16/2024 6:33:28 AM
Topic:
The Poets

Hiba Junaid
Posts: 4
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
5/16/2024 6:29:15 AM
Topic:
"WE ARE"

Hiba Junaid
Posts: 4
beautiful, quite the poem. I really like this.
5/13/2024 7:48:25 AM
Topic:
Neither Here Nor There

Zarek Brewer
Posts: 9
Thanks, Amanda. People like you are the reason why I share my work with people.
5/13/2024 7:43:25 AM
Topic:
"WE ARE"

Zarek Brewer
Posts: 9
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
5/10/2024 10:08:58 AM
Topic:
This is me, but who are you?

David Crandall
Posts: 1
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.
5/9/2024 2:22:07 AM
Topic:
The Poets

Vedangee Kadam
Posts: 2
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?
5/9/2024 2:20:36 AM
Topic:
The Poets

Vedangee Kadam
Posts: 2
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?
5/2/2024 12:56:27 PM
Topic:
Contest entry: anyone willing to read/critique?

Luciana Fisher
Posts: 1
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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