Rhythm and Rhyme Workshop
(7/3/2012 5:39:00 PM)
Hello fellow Poets,
My poem " Long Ago" is the member poem today, I would love comments on it as well as my other poems and ratings too.
(6/8/2012 11:09:00 AM)
I can't help but ryhme in my poems, is that ever a bad thing?Please check out some of my poetry and tell me what you think. Thank you.
(5/22/2012 5:13:00 PM)
For those of you who wish to partake in rhyme, it is essential you have a scheme. Rhyme provides a lift of serendipity, but there has to be a pattern for such an emotion to occur.
For those who wish for Rhythm, rhyme is a part; but the most important part is the metre. For those who wish to experiment, I suggest Iambic Pentameter. It is perhaps the most common form of metre in the English language. It consists of 14 lines of 10 syllables in an iambic fashion of unstressed and stressed. Try it with several poems; remmeber you are experimenting. There is no need for it to be perfect. It just has to be in the format. Then when you feel comfortable, try experimenting even more.
(5/18/2012 11:04:00 AM)
check my poems plz post ur comments and rate them :)) (read: the illusionist, taking my revenge, tasting my death, the dance of life must end, a dream if fighting to be real.. i think those are the best i wrote) thank u ^_^
(5/6/2012 12:03:00 PM)
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I wrote this song recently and my friend wrote the music. We gave it to a friend who is with the Grand Ol' Opry and we hope it will be recorded.
Aw! Somebody made you sad and blue.
Aw! Someone has made a fool of you.
Aw! Some thing he said was so unkind.
Aw! Sometimes he played tricks with your mind.
Aw! Somehow he got you off your track.
Aw! Some days you know he won’t come back.
Aw! Some way you’ll get back on your feet.
Aw! Sometime your life will be complete.
Though today the skies are gray and dark.
And you feel you’ll never find your mark,
Rise up tall and smile a great big smile.
Laugh, the sun will shine in just awhile.
Aw! Somewhere somebody waits for you.
Aw! Somebody’s heart is broken too.
Aw! Someone will come because he saw some
Awesome things in you. You’re awesome.
(5/6/2012 4:24:00 AM)
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I May Not Be
I May Not Be by Bernard Eseo
I may not be a singer
But I’ll sing a thousand times a day
I may not be writer
But I’ll write for you without any pay
I may not be a dancer
But my actions will express my love
I may not be an athlete
But I’ll play by the rules of up above
I may not be a superhero
But I’ll save you with a smile
I may not be a debater
But I’ll be there within a dial.
I may not be your Prince Charming
But I’ll be there to what I can
I may not always be with you
But I promise, I’m your number one fan
- Hope you guys can critique on my poems and this one! Thanks! Appreciated. ;)
John Hazon Palen
(5/3/2012 8:32:00 PM)
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Yasir Khan Niazi
(5/3/2012 11:36:00 AM)
(5/2/2012 8:45:00 AM)
My dear friends, your critique on my poems are well desired and appreciated
(4/22/2012 9:02:00 AM)
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As I gaze at the mirror that hangs, what is this that I see.
As I stare, I wonder how this person looking back is who I've come to be.
I look into those eyes, in which seem to only behold sadness.
Lonely no matter where I turn, and can't seem to escape this madness.
If I were to look into that heart, and through my very soul,
I would find a world of emptiness and pain that I can't seem to control.
Yet I don't move, and can't see, it's like in darkness I feel blind.
Why do I continue to stare at this mirror, what is it that I hope to find?
There is a dark side of the mirror, in which I'm afraid to say,
Feeling like a demon from hell cast out to play.
That's the part that does evil and idiotic things,
No matter what happens and what it brings.
I try to keep it in, something I must get rid of or atleast hide.
But I can't bury it, because still it's lurking deep down inside.
As I look upon this mirror, I see so much anger and pain.
I've tried to hide it, but no matter what the mirror still remains.