Haiku's,Poems and anything that rhymes!

I should just let it go
but it hurts so much inside
That you will never know
how much I really cried

I'm going through our emails
I'm going through your blog
I'm going through your twitter
and my vision is a fog

There's knives in my back
that just won't come out
because remorse it what you lack
you don't know what I'm about

I want back my trust
my songs and stories
I want back my love
and applause of glories

I don't let things go
I hold onto them tight
will you remember that?
Before you start a fight?​
 
Please don't tell you me you love me
unless you really mean it
Because my heart is a big ol' mess
haven't you ever seen it?

I'm still mad
that you plucked on the strings
making me cry
and want to throw things

You were the thing that calmed me down
now you're the thing that causes me pain​
 
The poetic FEEL of your latest -- and you may recall that, in Marketplace of Technique, I've said that this is the most elusive of the elements that make poetry -- actually renders it unimportant whether there is consistent rhyme.
 
Blonde hair
Terrors in
the night
your sister comes
to hug you,
And tells you
that everything
will be alright

Time shifts,
The hour is near!
Fear not
dear sister
For I am
always here

Your in
the square
waiting for
the reaping
to start

There's a look
of apprehensive fear
It's reflected in your face
I know it's reflecting
in your heart

The woman's hand
goes into the bowl
The slip is pulled out
She says with a loud voice
Almost like a shout
The name who is picked:
"Primrose Everdeen!"

I run forward
and I am almost kept out,
I think of only one thing to do,
I then shout out:"I volunteer!"
 
Copperfox said:
The poetic FEEL of your latest -- and you may recall that, in Marketplace of Technique, I've said that this is the most elusive of the elements that make poetry -- actually renders it unimportant whether there is consistent rhyme.
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Is that a good thing then? Sorry my poems have been so depressing. I just got my heart broken by an idiot and poetry is the only place
I can talk about it without him seeing it.

Of course...this is my HOME and I think you told me you don't mind the feels of my poems...
 
Weird update in a poetry thread but my dad said Carl Sagan was a genius and I fell over laughing because I remembered how Copperfox rhymes my name with him in his poems in a sense calling him stupid.

:D
 
When I see her
I sigh
My life is
a lot more
bright, since
she entered my it!

She is all
I think about
And the last
thing I think
about before bed

I love her
I wish I
could have her
always with me
instead of
being away

It hurts,
my heart aches
I can't wait
for that day
When I will
never have to
be gone away

Ariel is sweet
She is cute
and down to earth
she is all I would do
anything for

Sweet brown hair
So silky and nice
How I would
love to run
my fingers through it
once, twice
Having her by me now
would be nice
 
Why do you care?
Because I love you, dear!
But we can't be together.
Why not?
Because you're not like me!

I don't care!
Neither do I!
But my way of life
won't let me fall
in love with an
outsider.

Well that isn't fair!
I know it isn't dear.
Let's run away
far away from here
They won't find us
and we can live
happily there

I would but I can't
All of my family is here
It would break
their hearts
That too isn't fair

So I can't be with you
Just because I'm
not Amish, dear?
That's right Matt.
But my heart
will always hold
you dear
Never worry
never waver
Never fear
I love you
to death my dear

I take your hand
and carress you
one last time
close and more near
I can't live a day
without you here
Goodbye my love
See you everyday
for all of our years
 
Hey Hi Hello
I love you
Won't you please love me back?

Because you're perfect
and sweet and talk about things
which other boys normally lack

You're single and charming
so there's no guilt there
pick me up at 8
I'll be fixing my hair
​
 
Bookworm's well-written poem reminds me of the zillions of Amish-themed novels I used to read aloud to Janalee. The authors themselves were not Amish, but they might as well have been, in view of their consistent stance as to WHO had to make all the concessions if an Amish person loved a non-Amish person.

As for your new poem, Reagan, is the boy that it addresses supposed to be TRULY all the good things described? Or are you imagining the poem's persona to be a victim of wishful thinking?
 
Copperfox said:

As for your new poem, Reagan, is the boy that it addresses supposed to be TRULY all the good things described? Or are you imagining the poem's persona to be a victim of wishful thinking?
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Kind of didn't understand the question. All I can say is,I always miss what I should see the first time around and I'm smitten so there's a poem.

Can't reveal the subject I'm afraid.
 
With you I'm smitten
cause you're like a kitten
this love ain't worth a dam

But we're both white as paste
with the same music taste
so please just take me as I am​
 
This is stupid
That I'm hinting
I don't know what else to say

I always miss what I should see
but I get it right another way

I couldn't care less 2 years ago
but I care a lot today

Someone teach me subtlety
or maybe how to flirt
because I'm awfully crushing
after my old heart's been hurt​
 
Trying a little free verse myself

Fourteen
Is not
The age
At which
To think
That you
Will find
The love
For all
Your life.
Give it
More time,
Dear girl.
 
What are these
red dots?
They are on
my legs, knees
and thighs

A beam of light
Beings of above me
This is a feeling
of fright

Help me,
out of this
nightmare!

Green skin
and short
Aliens!

Oh God!
I feel them
creeping inside

Please God,
don't let them
hurt me
I'm afraid
I don't want to die!
 
Copperfox said:
Fourteen
Is not
The age
At which
To think
That you
Will find
The love
For all
Your life.
Give it
More time,
Dear girl.
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I'd tell you why I've gone giddy but I'm afraid I'd disgust the male population of this forum. This is nothing to be taken seriously. This happens every month for about 2 days.
 
It isn't real serious
It isn't even legit
so why am I making
a big deal out of it?

Because I am single,lonely and in pain
hoping perhaps that today would rain

I just really like you
Is that too much to say?
I can't really like you?
not then or today?

I don't really now,
it's just a lot of emotion
I get them sometimes
then dump them in the ocean

Just...let me love you
I need it right now
Even though you don't see
why I needed and how​
 
This is a poem that I wrote and came up with right now titled "Children of God,Just like you!" This is one of many poems based around characters that, I am including in the story that I am writing now.


Dust is
kicked up
Coal black shoes
get messed up

Walk along
the tracks
People start
to stare

Is it because
I'm Amish?
Or are they
curious and
can't help, but
stare!

I'm a human
just like you
I guess it's
because I'm different
that I attract the stares.

We are children
of God
As are you
We just don't
have a car
or watch tv
to get
our news!

We are children
of God,
Just like you!

We don't
wear clothes
like you
But that doesn't mean
we don't have feelings
Because we do!

We are children
of God,
Just like you!

We may not
have technology
like you do.
Does that mean
you won't like us,
because were not
like you?

We are children
of God,
Just like you!

So when you
see us again
And wonder
about us
Remember we wonder
about you.
But in the end:


We are children
of God,
Just like you!
 
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