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  • Rookie Shriya Sarang (4/29/2014 12:17:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply
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    Its a assignment given to us, I have to write a poem on nature. Any suggestions.

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  • Rookie - 0 Points ~lovely No One~ (4/17/2014 11:47:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    Death by ~Lovely No One~


    Deaths hands
    As cold as ice
    Sending shivers down my spin
    Death touching me..
    Does he know what he wants?
    Running his hands of ice through my hair
    Telling me things
    I shouldn't believe
    Death..
    His grip so tight
    My heart plusing with pleasure
    Have I lost my mind?
    Death..
    His lips on mine
    Burning me
    Have I crossed the line?

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  • Rookie Skitz Meraki (4/10/2014 1:12:00 PM) Post reply | Read 3 replies

    Words. So beautiful, so necessary. and yet, they become superfluous. Words flutter and swirl around me like little flurries of snow. Some of them I hate, such as flail, spill, coarse, stinted. I have favorites too. Crimson, melancholy, grotesque, chaos, shiver. Words that are melt-in-your-mouth sweet, and other words, that puncture your tongue with bitterness. Sometimes I don't have the words I need. I write and write and write, but I can't write enough. I wish I could use words like Poe, to paint in the sky with sentences that drip, drip, drip with passionate horror. If only. Instead I sit, writing all my words, my insignificant thoughts, for no one to see. Shall I introduce myself?I am No One of Importance, and I live Somewhere I Don't Belong. I suppose, in a way, I am a ghost.

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    • Rookie Herbert Guitang (4/27/2014 1:12:00 AM) Post reply

      A very honest and true words from your hunger in poetry. Wonderful

    • Rookie Fiona Schwartzinoff (4/26/2014 5:08:00 PM) Post reply

      Oh, I loved this. Very good! I congratulate you on your choice of repetition and alliteration. The imagery is also spectacular! Keep it up and you may become better than Poe! :)


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  • Rookie - 15 Points Precia Liz (4/10/2014 4:35:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    with the afternoon sun gaping at me
    the dandelions fluttering around
    they remind me nymphs in a book
    i saw when i was three.

    the inconsistency of my breath
    hooded with the fear of solitude
    each moment i realised
    the freedom they gave.

    i was never a damask rose
    nor a sweet forget me not
    to be loved so dearly
    yet why i craved so much?

    when i close my eyes
    i see a dagger in my heart
    it hurts so much
    yet i cant feel it.

    its tthe dandelion's flair
    now its floriating my hair
    i hear them sing for me
    wish someone could hear it..........

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  • Rookie Robinson Fred (4/8/2014 5:01:00 AM) Post reply

    Reasons why Aluva will soon become a major residential area

    With more than one major developments progressing in Kochi, the city will soon get listed as one among the best metro cities in the country. This has also contributed extensively to the growth and development of many towns nearby. One among them, and perhaps the most important one, is Aluva, ideally located a few kilometres away from Cochin.

  • Rookie Hanna Cox (4/3/2014 2:31:00 PM) Post reply

    “Giving In”

    By: Hanna Cox

    You put the blame on me

    but can’t you see,

    in this world full of lies

    you think I’m so shy,

    but I have a lot to say

    about what goes

    on today.


    You say I’m wrong,

    but I know I’m right,

    now I know,

    that I can’t win

    this fight.


    Just believe me,

    just this once

    can’t you see?

    your judgement

    has no effect

    on me,

    you try and hurt me

    even though I plea.



    I’m a flame,

    that can’t be

    put out,

    even when you

    scream and shout.


    Try and pull

    me down,

    and surely

    you will see,

    that your words

    have no effect on me,

    I’m the only

    one who gets

    no credit,

    why don’t you

    get it?


    I try so hard to

    do it right,

    I have these feelings,

    deep within,

    always knowing

    that I can’t win,

    but if I try too hard,

    I’ll always end up

    giving in.

  • Rookie Hanna Cox (4/3/2014 2:31:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    No name
    By Hanna Cox

    You put on a show,
    to hide your
    true feelings.

    You don’t have
    to be on
    their side,
    you have a
    family who
    loves you,
    more than
    you know.

    I know you
    want to end
    it all,
    but you
    have to keep
    standing tall.

    I believe in
    you, I believe
    you can win
    this fight.

    You are stronger
    than you will
    ever know.
    I would write
    a song
    to keep
    you going,
    but my song
    writing skills,
    just aren’t
    flowing.

    So I wrote
    this poem instead,
    so that you
    can stay strong.
    I believe that
    one day you will
    prove them wrong.

    Don’t give up
    on me, please,
    give me
    a sign,
    that you’re
    okay, that you
    can make it
    through the day.

    I know you
    love someone,
    more than
    I will ever know.
    Maybe the case is,
    that you’re afraid
    to let it show.

    I know you’re
    being bullied
    and I know
    that you’re
    depressed,
    and with pills,
    I know that
    you're obsessed.
    You're like
    a bomb
    ticking down and,
    ready to explode.
    Their lies
    you try
    to decode.

    They spread rumors,
    the nasty ones
    that make
    you want
    to die.
    At night
    you cry
    yourself to
    sleep.

    You've fallen in
    too deep.

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    • Rookie Fiona Schwartzinoff (4/26/2014 5:13:00 PM) Post reply

      How sad...: (I hope this is fiction. BTW, I loved the last sentence. It created a nice effect at the end. :)

  • Rookie - 53 Points Kathleen Neff (4/2/2014 10:21:00 AM) Post reply

    Hey everyone, it is me Kathleen. I just wanted to say I was sorry for not posting any more poems on here because I have been very busy with two things. One is my book that I am writing and it has taking up a lot of my time and two is district music contest is on the 25th and I have a solo. AAAAHHH! I have everything down in the solo except that I have a serious case of stage fright. I can't sing in front of my school because I know them and it is just to nerve wrecking. My teacher says (these are her words not mine) that I have a beautiful and enchanting voice but I need to let it out. I need to stop being selfish. Um hello I have stage fright, I mean I can sing karaoke in a bar because I don't know the people but hello people who go to my school will be at the contest and I will be going against the best singer in my school. I am doomed! . Love you guys and I love you poem hunter.

    Sincerely Your's truly,
    Kathleen

  • Rookie - 204 Points Jack Growden (3/28/2014 1:57:00 AM) Post reply

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  • Rookie - 47 Points Marisa Eutsler (3/27/2014 11:29:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    I lay in my bed
    windows cracked and shattered
    they wished I were dead
    as they petered and pattered

    My covers are white and blank
    there has been no rain
    whispered around like I’m some skank
    there’s nothing to ease the pain

    blood drips down the walls
    holes are in the ceiling
    my hand trembles and falls
    I’ve lost all of my feeling

    you crept in the corner
    avoiding my eyes
    you acted as a foreigner
    I ate up the lies

    my cup no longer full
    I drank it all down
    I’m so tired of the bull
    such a stupid clown

    its time for my life to end
    pull the trigger of death
    these broken pieces cannot mend
    maybe its from all the meth

    here I am whispering goodbye
    you wave with a nasty grin
    I pop the pills and sigh
    dear lord, forgive my sin.


    - - - - - - go comment and rate please this is my second poem ive posted here. thanks!

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    • Rookie - 47 Points Fiona Schwartzinoff (4/26/2014 5:17:00 PM) Post reply

      How horrible! As a poet, I admire your use of imager to create a deathly effect, but as a fellow human being, I truly hope that you are not considering suicide... Keep the writing coming and maybe a l ... more

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