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  • Cheryl Wan (4/7/2010 8:36:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    My 2nd attempt. Comments welcomed. Thanks

    Hope

    At one corner, someone is nodding while another lectures on,

    Another corner, another whispers,

    Right ahead, stifled giggles

    To the left, a basketful of tissues

    Belonging to someone who has just sneezed

    Mouse clickings, tappings of keyboard,

    Screens projecting light on every desk,

    Empty soda cans,

    Crumpled McDonalds' burger wrappers

    Admist these daily animations,

    A heart lies isolated in the blue room,

    Keeps believing

    Tries to keep warm,

    Tries to stay beating,

    Tries to keep something afloat

    Craves for meaning among the meaningless

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    • Casey Donnell (5/13/2010 11:18:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

      I am an English Major in University, I am a Sophomore. I think that you should use less punctuation; while it is good to have stops at some point poetry is not an essay. You will not get penalized for ... more

  • Jeff Pua (4/7/2010 5:07:00 AM) Post reply

    most of my works are in free verse..

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  • Robin Eriksson (3/21/2010 3:01:00 AM) Post reply

    I don't really know if it count as poems but

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    follow me and every day i will post new stuffs i hope you people can get insperation from this ^^

  • Sabina Bista (3/14/2010 8:44:00 AM) Post reply

    hey ever1 dis is my poem.....plz reply how is it! ! ! ! ...it my first n i hav just joined poemhunter

    Tale of woe- A Cinderella story

    I would fade away if you pass me over
    You’re making me walk through a broken glass
    I ‘m getting more comprised in your love as the day passes
    You’re not a fantasy, myth or an illusion
    You’re the predicament of hopelessness in my story
    The prologue starts off in a Cinderella story scene
    With riots, masquerade, jamboree and parade
    This was the dawn of love era in the century

    As I marched your path at the time of misfortune
    I got lost with no direction, no map and no one to mascot
    The Cinderella scene seems to fade out in the darkness of catastrophe
    All the pigments of bliss is no longer in the arena
    You change it all for your egoism not knowing I was waning
    Now I m standing in inertia with my hope failing
    You’re forbidding me in every possible way
    And abandoning me in the middle of nowhere

    The situation so perilous is digging me into anesthesia
    I m falling, failing, crying, stumbling but you never seem to care
    This is not what was meant to be in the act
    It’s an inevitable site where I m forced down
    This insanity is just too factual to rely on
    You could stab me or slay me into million pieces
    The wind of agony is passing me over with constant might
    But it’s not bothering me in anyway I m still standing in inertia

    After a while I start to comprehend what the reality is
    Promises are always made to be broken without justification
    Tears don’t always make thing the way it should be
    Cinderella story can end up without any prince charming showing up
    Love always ends up with hurt, pain, misery and an unhappy ending
    Pigments of bliss is just a faint beam in the darkness
    And the most hurtful and agonizing fact is that
    Goodbye is a word that is used to go away and it really is forever

  • Patrick Derilus (3/13/2010 8:35:00 PM) Post reply

    I need help with a project i'm doing for class...i have to write poems in forms of meter...i've already done at least one....i'll let you know more detail on it when i feel like looking for my stuff lol.

  • Mohammed Alhadri (3/13/2010 10:11:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    Hi everyone

    this is one of my poem or may be verses. i wish to see your opinion about it.


    MY SOUL'S ENGAGEMENT

    The dark come and my tears on the papers seep
    My ache draws wishes, child dreams I feel them weep
    Beautiful days carry my love's funeral with everything I keep
    Faith buries my doting in a dusky grave and very deep
    I see the world sad, feel the tears fill my pillow and creep

    Yeah! In your eyes I read collections which said you don't care
    In your smile I saw derision in every time I try to share
    I saw your heart black, covers your emotion's eyes like your hair
    The world felt me, even dumb shouted that is not fair

    I've always waited your heart to mellow
    I've talked to myself may be tomorrow
    But time cheated me and give me sorrow

    Ignorance was your weapon without any statement
    Only one I hear! tomorrow is my engagement
    You crashed my love to the dark's pavement
    You left me apart! Do I deserve that for payment?

    If you think clouds fall rain because their collision
    No, they feel my pains, and cry seeing me living in your illusion
    If you think wolves never sleep because their nature
    No, they feel my aches, they wake to think of my dire future
    If you think birds meet in the sky because they'll flock
    No, they carry my deathless love to memories doors to knock
    If you think your perfume smells good because a beautiful rose
    No, that's my soul's smell mixed with happiness I lose

    To whom's bosom I can relief
    Even my Mom far away from the place I leave
    Nobody in my life except God we all believe

    Death is kinder than see people manage your weeding
    Feel swords in my chest stabbing, my eyes with tears bleeding
    Don't know with your love I grow up, in your smile you were feeding

    I swear on the one who catches the sky without pillar
    You are the one who wished to turn back my coat's collar
    Without you! I'm an aimless planet around the system of solar

    I swear on who fills the sea kinds of fish
    Happy for you, say it my heart coz I'm not selfish
    My heart forever with your love will be lavish

    That's your right and I try not to be sad
    Be sure you earned a loyal man not cad
    Pray for you when his life good or bad


    By. Mohammed Ahmed

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  • Cheryl Wan (3/6/2010 8:10:00 PM) Post reply | Read 2 replies

    Hie, this is my first amateur attempt in poetry. Feedback is much appreciated. Thanks

    Thunder

    A flash and a roar

    Thunders Mother of Nature

    I lay cold, prickles in my spine

    Try as I might,

    My mind searches for some light,

    That seemed to be swallowed into the cold night

    A recollection, a reflection..

    As the thunder echoes the storms in my life,

    As a bewildered child,

    A curious teen,

    A depressed adult.....

    I wonder, I ponder,

    Where is my rainbow?

    My soul craves for His shadow

    To wipe that tear

    And so He came,

    An enveloping grace,

    A promise that brings peace,

    A smile that says, 'Do not fear'

    And now I lay,

    Despite the outer cold,

    My insides are warm than ever,

    Residing in His arms forever

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    • Ingrid Mailenzun (1/10/2011 4:06:00 AM) Post reply

      I like this poem very much. I live in Indonesia and we have thunder that echos for ages across the sky. Someone huge up there is doing the triple jump! You must know this, being from Malaysia. I love ... more

    • Khalilah Mackey (5/9/2010 10:08:00 AM) Post reply

      I like you poem, if I had to rate this I would give it a nine, it is refreshing, great job.

  • Emmanuel Prince Ighekpe (2/27/2010 12:29:00 PM) Post reply

    A Cradle Song

    Sweet dreams form a shade,
    O'er my lovely infants head.
    Sweet dreams of pleasant streams,
    By happy silent moony beams

    Sweet sleep with soft down.
    Weave thy brows an infant crown.
    Sweet sleep Angel mild,
    Hover o'er my happy child.

    Sweet smiles in the night,
    Hover over my delight.
    Sweet smiles Mothers smiles,
    All the livelong night beguiles.

    Sweet moans, dovelike sighs,
    Chase not slumber from thy eyes,
    Sweet moans, sweeter smiles,
    All the dovelike moans beguiles.

    Sleep sleep happy child,
    All creation slept and smil'd.
    Sleep sleep, happy sleep.
    While o'er thee thy mother weep

    Sweet babe in thy face,
    Holy image I can trace.
    Sweet babe once like thee.
    Thy maker lay and wept for me

    Wept for me for thee for all,
    When he was an infant small.
    Thou his image ever see.
    Heavenly face that smiles on thee,

    Smiles on thee on me on all,
    Who became an infant small,
    Infant smiles are His own smiles,
    Heaven & earth to peace beguiles.

  • Jay Akarim (2/23/2010 8:42:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    Broken and Bruised
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    His face is bruised and beat,
    Her heart is torn and weak.

    She can't look at her own reflection
    She's saying how she got a messed up complexion

    But the boy that loves her,
    see's a beautiful angel.

    But the girl can't see
    What the boy goes through
    when he's fleeing blue,

    He drowns his mind with alcohol
    While she smokes a bag of weed
    To let her mind be freed
    To escape this reality
    While he faces the brutality
    of his a_ _ getting beat
    getting jumped in the streets
    Gotta gun to his head
    he doesn't know what's ahead.
    All he can think about is that pretty little girl
    that makes his whole world twirl
    Reminisce those adorable lips
    Imagine the way she kiss,
    His head is filled with total bliss...

    plz give sum feedback thanks

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    • Winema Suehead (2/26/2010 1:06:00 AM) Post reply

      If I didn't know better I'd say this was my daughters boyfriend, but it dose reflect how every one every where usually goes through the same things. Freedom of expression through creativity and the c ... more

  • Ronn Michael Salinas (2/19/2010 1:19:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    I've just read a poem 'so you want to be a writer? ' by Charles Bukowski.

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