Post poems here
sachinc
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There are loads of poeple writing their own poems seperately so why not have a thread to put them in?
Post Your poems or comment on others. How about marks out of 10 for each one?
Anyone can post the first poem...
Post Your poems or comment on others. How about marks out of 10 for each one?
Anyone can post the first poem...
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I like having each of my poems as their own thread. I like having the titles as the thread titles. I like it for me as well as for others. Sorry.
And I hate to sound obnoxious so I apologize if I do but I see no other way to ask...
Are you serious about a rating system?
Good point,
However, loads of people's post's are ignored so it might help to have a way to get more people giving feedback.
And a rating system could make more peole who instead of reading and then nothing else can just drop a score in.
*~You're IT Bert!~*
Hold on to the thread
The currents will shift
Fair enough.Oh well I might as well start the poems. This is a half finished experiment. Its called 'Free'
Make it scream
So I can't hear
What they have to say to me.
Let me fade
Away again
Let me leave this world behind.
Slowly slip
Far from here
Never stop to think again.
Steadily
Catch my breath
Paranoia grows inside.
Drown it out
Beat it back
Set...me...free
These things i should never hear
Coming back to torture me.
Set...me...free
Set...me...free
*~You're IT Bert!~*
Hold on to the thread
The currents will shift
Don't be shy...
That's a really good point.
I like the poem you just posted. I like it a lot.
But I'm not big on the rating thing either.
I'm sorry. :(
I'm making this up as i go along:
The third shot hung
Slowly... slowly...
confused and tired
he feels unholy [lol bad rhyme]
He drops and lets his tears
Talk for him
His last bullet still remains
Just for him.
It stalks him into fear
If you beleive it WILL come true
his hand is half his mind
it speaks: 'Fuck you'
A last act to finish it now
A last act, to be unsung
A last act he holds it close...
The fourth shot hung
Yeah, I don't write anymore and my work has vanished into obscurity where it belongs.
*~You're IT Bert!~*
Hold on to the thread
The currents will shift
You can't say that! All of us can write, don't let your work go!
Just think of something on the spot about anything.
I think what I'm thinking on the spot about most things is not really suitable for a forum.
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Hold on to the thread
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Fair enough,
I just think someone needs to cheer up the thread as i tend 2 write depressing poems.
Well if it makes you feel any better, I am finding your efforts very soothing.
*~You're IT Bert!~*
Hold on to the thread
The currents will shift
Ha!
Well that certainly wouldn't be me!
yup. you're saying what I'm thinking. it's nice.
*~You're IT Bert!~*
Hold on to the thread
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me either!
*~You're IT Bert!~*
Hold on to the thread
The currents will shift
Run at the wind just to keep myself here
A headrush like no other, pure joy
Another day the same is fine by me
I'll drift away to your gentle song
Watch as others turn to hear
This gentle song of happiness
A lasting gust of contentment
In a restless world
I'll drift away to your gentle song
As the falling leaves float down
Adorned upon your your brow
The everlasting crown.
i can't write happy poems...
You're doing alright but you don't need to write happy if it's not how you're feeling you know. Just be in the moment I guess.
*~You're IT Bert!~*
Hold on to the thread
The currents will shift
I like that one ^ too.
*~You're IT Bert!~*
Hold on to the thread
The currents will shift
writing isnt about being scored.
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
and besides, this whole part of the board is for writers.
OK rating is a bad idea, but its nice to have a way of getting feedback from the people who read the poems. You don't have to post poems, its purely optional...
Yeah. I really don't there are many people (if any) who post their poetry in this public forum and do not appreciate when people tell them that they like their work.
I read a lot but comment minimally. I'll try to post more...as...like I said... I know I really like the feedback.
Solemnly grazing, the herd moves on
Unaware of the cruelties revealed
In these grounds life is drawn
And under the meaningless skies
-- below the birds who daintily rise and fall --
Each flower, like each blissful moment, dies
Time, never frozen, slowly crawls
Slowly it takes away
Fond and dear memories
From a long cherished day
As fallen leafs by a gentle breeze
And in the wind’s fearsome cries
We hear nature’s final call
In which a painful truth lies;
We are not big, but small
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Awesome
it's very nice when someone likes a poem you post, but what about the alternate scenario? when someone thinks it's NOT good... at all? is that person just a jerk, then? constructive criticism takes time and thought... ie: energy
i did a highschool poetry critique, and i felt awful and was in dire need of a nap, afterward
it's better to just take a class from a poet you admire if possible... then at least they're getting paid to do real work...
otherwise, it's hard to tell someone what could be better in a piece of work, and at the end of the day, it's pretty dependent upon the person giving the critique's perspective
someone whose emotions match those of your poem might really like the way you put how they feel into words... someone who's felt that way, but is way, way past it, might hate what you wrote. someone who's read a lot of really "good" poetry might think you're sophomoric, and someone who just started might think you're amazing
i've found, the best way to get someone's opinion is to ask for it, personally. and even then... you gotta be careful what you wish for
Perfectly written...
People need to know that some people, if any, respect their work.
If constructive criticism is given it can help that person make their poems better, making the critic enjoy them as well.
Like I said, well argued TheSkyAbove, Some valid points.
Questioning all that he is, cogito ergo sum.
Emotion is an instinct, from long dead times,
He buries that last connection, to what he was.
Days become fragments of his mind, broken.
No one sees him, hears him, feels him, believes him.
How can he die if he cannot live?
He finds meaning at last. The answer, a paradox of thought.
There is no answer.