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  • Rains Of Bloom (8/20/2013 12:32:00 AM) Post reply

    i am getting really tired of everyone constantly posting " can you check out my poems?" if you write poems just for everyone else to see them there's no point. you can run to your mother for praise, you shouldn't feel if you are not praised, you are not worthy. when you work for yourself, then you have earned.

  • Dannielle Smedley (8/19/2013 3:54:00 AM) Post reply

    Hi, I joined yesterday, and I'm a young poet. I'd be so grateful if you all took the time to read a few of my poems and give me some feedback. I'd really like to be the the best poet I possibly can be! :)

  • Kitty Smith Rookie - 1st Stage (8/18/2013 6:41:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    I am a young poem who would greatly apericiate if you could read my poems, thank you

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  • Edgar Stevens Rookie - 1st Stage (8/6/2013 3:49:00 AM) Post reply

    Poem Hunter Poetry Contest has officially started. You can enter with your favorite poem now or write a new one and submit it before August 31st,2013.

    Prize is $1,000 for the winner and $250 for the 2nd and 3rd place..

    You can write in any poetic style and on any subject.

    Entering the contest is free.

    Details: http://www.poemhunter.com/contest/

  • Abubakar Abdulkadir Rookie - 1st Stage (7/30/2013 4:48:00 AM) Post reply | Read 4 replies

    What am i?
    I appear twice in a WEEK, you can only see me once in a YEAR, I appear at the end of JUNE, yet i am in the middle of a SEA. what am i?

    Send your response to my E-mail at abuabdul4peace@gmail.com

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  • Abubakar Abdulkadir Rookie - 1st Stage (7/30/2013 4:47:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    It is so embarasing that poets on this site bark at any constructive critism of thier poems. Why is it dat all we want poeple to comment about our poems is nice poem, good write, ... This site is meant for development and therefore, we should welcome constructive critism to make us a better we. Remember that if we get all the sugary comments we desire on this site, if we are not enough, we might end up disgracing our selves in an important place someday. Please, if you are interested in constructive critism, send your poems to this email address, abuabdul4peace@gmail.com

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    • Rains Of Bloom (8/20/2013 12:28:00 AM) Post reply

      so your only intrested in critisizing?you dont beleive in praise?give reward where reward is earned. everything goes both ways.

  • Carlos Kaun Rookie - 1st Stage (7/1/2013 11:02:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    In the yellow grass
    Lies a broken piece
    Over the same hill where
    Violets die in peace.
    Everyone knows that
    You cannot hide forever.
    On the far out hill
    Under the gray bridge
    Jealous thoughts collide
    Undoubted dreams die
    Little angry men go screaming
    Isn't it almost dark?
    Silence takes the hand.
    Sycamore trees are gleaming.
    And everything falls to the demons.

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  • Valentine Mbagu Rookie - 1st Stage (6/22/2013 8:19:00 AM) Post reply

    Loneliness! A distress to my soul! A moment when love is aborted! A period when my loved ones despise me! A time when the ones l love cast me away! A moment when the Happiness from my beloved have all faded! In loneliness was l, when my heart became soiled with sorrow! In loneliness was l, when that which mattered most to me in life meant nothing to me! Loneliness! The power lack l to turn the hands of time! A time when love is known! A period when the ones l love also love me! Who will cheer me up?Who will but understand the loneliness of my heart?Who can fill the emptiness of my heart?Who can give back that which was lost?Who can restore the lost moment of love in my heart?Loneliness! In loneliness learnt l the ways of life, the path of sorrow and the ways of rejection. I was lonely when the earth poured out it's bowls of love on me.

  • Hasan Haskovic Rookie - 1st Stage (6/12/2013 5:09:00 AM) Post reply

    Erm, perhaps if any of you find time you could read some of my poems and maybe even comment. It'd be really appreciated ^^

  • Julianna Mcleod Rookie - 1st Stage (6/4/2013 4:08:00 PM) Post reply

    Okay I'm gonna put in here the first one, if you have any interest read part one and two, even if you don't read anyway. You may like one more than the other. Feel free to comment :)

    Waves from Melbourne Part 1 (Not as innocent, not as pure)

    The waves used to hit the shore lightly
    They would glimmer and shimmer nightly
    They used to crash so brilliantly
    Shining a nice pure blue so beautifully.
    Now the waves have gotten rough,
    They crash the shore really rough,
    Weighing down on me it hits,
    It hits like tons of bricks.
    But you’re surrounded by waves,
    You’re also haunted by ocean graves,
    So they will crash over you, harder than me
    And they will float back out to sea.
    When they come in and go out,
    You hear them as they cry out,
    But at least I hear them, and nothing more
    At least I can see them touch the shore.
    So there’s one thing I know for sure,
    You are not innocent, not as pure.
    As the waves that hit the shore.

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