(2/5/2013 6:51:00 PM)
I have recently made a return to poemhunter after quite a long absence. Please drop me a line as I always am looking for new awesome poems to read and young new poets to interact with.
(1/31/2013 2:04:00 AM)
Hi there, I joined yesterday. Just submitted my poem called I'll Hold You Close. I look forward to reading other members work!
(1/28/2013 11:00:00 AM)
I'm Not a proffesional poet, but like to write poems as a hobby.
According to my colleagues they are well written.
When i read other old but gold poets' poems, so difficult language
is used and most were boring.My poems are easy to understand
and full of fun.
so enjoy reading and comment as much as you can.
(1/27/2013 9:32:00 PM)
hello to all,
It is with great humility and hesitancy to be a Poet....I am 18 years old from Philippines and I love Gothic, Horror, and Humorous poems....thank you..
PS please add me as a friend
(1/25/2013 11:33:00 PM)
Hello to everything. I wouldn't be posting in this forum unless i needed a favour from all of you. As you know this forum is mostly used by new poets looking to make a names for themselves by earning respect from fellow poets. I am one of those many new poets looking to make an impact, therefore i'd like to invite all to read/vote/comment on my poetry. Your input will be highly appreciated and will help me to improve in areas in which i lack. Thanks in advance fellow poets
(1/25/2013 12:26:00 PM)
Hey, Fellow poets, I am Devin Rai, new to this site. I just submitted my poem, " My last five minutes" . It's about regrets and worries you have when your times comes. I hope you all will like it. And feel free to present your views on my poem. It'll will be of great help.
(1/24/2013 6:51:00 PM)
pretty new to site looking for feed back on my submissions
Amidst the Mist
City streets and lanterns mired in the mist.
Where old couples and young lovers have often stopped to kiss.
the lamp outside the Barber shop casts an eerie twisted light.
Pale colors adorn the buildings face, long into the night.
Lively music lilts like crystal chimes amidst the densest fog.
A pungent scent floats lightly and boasts of frothy grog.
The golden glow of the carriage lights bounce lightly down the street.
The fog horn from the harbor, warning ships, whose bows could meet.
The clock towers ancient bell, strikes out, an echoing refrain.
Wrapped in your arms, and in this spot, for my life, I could remain.
(1/22/2013 7:17:00 AM)
Sometime in life we loose ourselves,
To re-discover ourselves,
We loose our way,
So that we come back one day,
That's when we discover,
Who we really are,
Legends of the future,
That's who we are.
(1/22/2013 12:27:00 AM)
I am busy;
that's what they call me - busy
I write for myself, but as they they said, we enjoy it a lot, why you don't share it with others
Writing for 12 years, insights in colloquial.
Whatever you feel, let me know
Remarks were made
Before we were born
We live to hear them
Some say vague Some say surreal
but if they lived my words for seconds
I am done
- - - - - x- - - - - - -
I wanted to see the sky
The wild winters withered the trees
The quakes took down the condo
The rivers turned ice
The clouds went missing
But I was too stoned to say goodbye
(1/21/2013 10:18:00 AM)
I'm Rob from New Zealand and this is my style of writing.
The poets were right.
Articulation dies like the smokers liver.
Romanticism falls when sex we consider.
Now I know the poets were correct.
I sit in my room with thoughts to reflect.
No longer having the urge to steal.
All I want is the right to feel.
Because my heart has found peace.
I found a place to release.
Something so simple like a dove.
Expressing feelings of love.
The poets were correct.
My urges to do wrong are gone.
I hope you enjoy it.
You can follow my writing journey on blogspot (http://robsjunction.blogspot.co.nz/) or through my poemhunter account.