Teen Poetry and Discussions
(7/30/2013 4:47:00 AM)
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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, email@example.com
(7/1/2013 11:02:00 PM)
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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.
(6/22/2013 8:19:00 AM)
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.
(6/12/2013 5:09:00 AM)
Erm, perhaps if any of you find time you could read some of my poems and maybe even comment. It'd be really appreciated ^^
(6/4/2013 4:08:00 PM)
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.
(6/4/2013 12:50:00 PM)
hey everyone would you please rateand comment on my poems and in return i will do the some
(6/4/2013 10:52:00 AM)
Hey everyone :) I am creating a series of poems called " Waves from Melbourne' so far I have added parts one, two and three. Please read them and enjoy :)
(6/3/2013 9:55:00 AM)
hey guys please read my new poem ABOUT YOU WHAT I HATE :) :) love ya[3
(6/2/2013 11:06:00 AM)
hello everybody i'm a student and just written a poem and comment on it please! ! ! ! i promise your read mine i'll read yours :) thank you [3
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(6/2/2013 2:48:00 AM)
Please would you both rate and comment on my poems?Thanks :)
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