Teen Poetry and Discussions


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  • Jazmyn Caddiell (10/8/2012 1:58:00 PM) Post reply

    well conna i love your poems maybe think of coming a writer

  • Jazmyn Caddiell (10/8/2012 1:57:00 PM) Post reply

    on the beach side just sitting there me and i under the sun letting the sun hitting my golden skin

    just me and i letting the water hit my feet, feeling the saltyness of from the cool water.

    just me and i

  • Kourtney Delagarza (10/7/2012 11:36:00 PM) Post reply | Read 3 replies

    Hi everyone! I'm trying to become a poet but I'm having trouble starting. Anyone want to give me some advice, tips anything?!

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    • Akanksha Bhatt (10/19/2012 7:27:00 AM) Post reply

      Poetry is nothing but just our imagination...! Write mostly everything whatever comes to your mind anytime! Keep a pen and paper with you so that you can write the thing coming into your mind that tim ... more

    • Jamil Ahmed (10/14/2012 4:24:00 AM) Post reply

      HI! There is no hard and fast rule to be a poet. Poetry is nothing but the expression of the spontaneous feelings of heart and mind. so the best way is to just give words to the expressions of you ... more

    • Onyeme John (10/13/2012 3:39:00 AM) Post reply

      Hi kourtney?I got this from the internet. It helps me too. 1. Inspiration; raindrops, sunshine, mountains, love, just see whats around u. 2. Information, you'ld have to know more about ur main subj ... more

  • Rookie - 0 Points Conna Rice (10/1/2012 5:24:00 PM) Post reply

    Hello everyone I'm Conna 17 iv just written a few new poems and would love to know what you think of them I will read and rate yours if you send me the link I only have 3 short ones on there at the moment and just wanted a few different views please

  • Rookie - 0 Points Makayla Johnson (9/25/2012 4:23:00 PM) Post reply

    Hi, I'd like to know what you all think of my poem " The Artisan Knight" .

    Here I am, the gallant knight,
    trapped in a room where I cannot fight.
    Here I am silent and still,
    gazing out the windowsill.

    I paint the world outside my cell,
    dragons and demons fight as well
    as the battles raging in my head,
    the harrowing feeling that I might be dead.

    I let my brush sweep the skies,
    I build a world full of whys.
    Dizzily, I speckle stars
    and give new life to planet Mars.

    But footsteps break me from my page,
    I pace inside the mental cage,
    my mind is melting with my brush,
    its colours dulled, no longer lush.

    I hear them calling out my name
    but I must paint just one more frame,
    dripping down across the sheet,
    I let the colour stain my feet.

    One with art and art has won,
    I'm done, dear god, at last I'm done.
    I cannot take the pain much more,
    the voice who screams, my mind so sore.

    So here I am, the gallant knight,
    who has long since lost his final fight.
    Here I am, my mind a flood,
    painting pretty pictures with blood.

  • Rookie - 34 Points Mariam De Haan (9/24/2012 9:36:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    Hey all,
    Tell me what you think of my poem. Please also check out the other ones that I have on my page.

    Confined living

    Words carefully said
    Boundaries slowly laid
    Passions made dead
    Friendships made instead

    We could sleep under stars
    In a country full of scars
    That you dream of
    Like a lover after divorce

    We could lose ourselves in the moment
    Let go of this foolish lent
    Succumb to desire
    Turn ashes into fire

    We could forget the work
    Forget the boredom and the sulk
    Pour it all down the drain
    Go dance in the rain

    We could fly free
    Yes, you and me
    Just seize the day
    Throw all else away

    But we don't do we?
    The safety bars are too strong
    And I don't want it to go wrong
    So we don't, at least not me

    Thank you

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    • Makayla Johnson (9/27/2012 12:03:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

      Lovely poem. I quite like the idea. And don't we all just want to fly free?Too bad the binds of safety and society tie down our wings. Well done, though (and this is probably just me) you might want ... more

  • Rookie - 34 Points Lamis Fahal . (9/23/2012 11:16:00 AM) Post reply

    Please leave your comments, and hope you will enjoy it,

    All she ever wanted is to be wanted

    He hugged her and kissed her
    And you just looked and stared
    I saw that you saw her
    And didnt show me that you even cared
    You didn't say goodbye
    Or a kiss or good luck
    Didn't look in my eyes
    Didn't you feel there is something I miss
    Don't you think that it's tough for that 12 year old
    To understand your twisted love
    And stand the cold
    All that she wanted
    Is to feel your warmth
    And not feel haunted
    By that harshness of yours
    She wanted to be loved
    And see it in your eyes
    She wanted to be hugged
    But you left her
    With a feeling that never dies
    When all that she wanted
    Is really to be wanted....

    If you liked it you may enjoy my new poems, so feel free to read them please

  • Rookie - 71 Points Indranil Bhaduri (9/18/2012 12:05:00 AM) Post reply

    Respected Members,
    Cordially invite all of you to kindly read some of my humble contributions here and put your valuable comments.
    http://www.poemhunter.com/indranil-bhaduri/
    Warm regards, Indranil

  • Rookie - 71 Points Briana Renn (9/17/2012 7:55:00 PM) Post reply

    Hey, I'm Briana and i just turned 15. I would really apreciate it if you read my poem and gave me your opinion. Thanks, have a great day!

  • Rookie - 2 Points Cierrah Smiles (9/15/2012 1:12:00 PM) Post reply

    hey people can everyone please read my poems

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