Poems"If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that is poetry. If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry. These are the only ways I know it. Is there any other way?" - Emily Dickinson.
Rhythm, rhyme, sound, words, and meaning - poetry brings all of these together to invoke your imagination. An ancient form that has existed for longer than the written language, poetry - in its varied forms - has something for everyone. In this section, we bring you the myriad colors and shades of this beautiful literary form.
Halls of Wonder
This is my first poem. I am only 12 years old, and I hope you guys enjoy. This poem is something I feel everyday when I walk through the halls of my school.
I wrote this while observing my beautiful son enjoying his music on our deck on a day when his seizures and mini strokes were in check and he was once himself again..
The real love story of life.
A Dream Explained
How can so few words explain a dream?
Woke Up One Distant Morning
A stag do to remember...
Eat Some Curry
Have a day of some R. R curry style.
Gloomy dark days.
The Purgatory Bar
A man tries to drink away his sorrow for the loss of a lover.
Thoughts, life, and search.
Let Me In
I Can Only Dream
My own dream.
I had a writer's block, so I wrote about it here.
He was sweet, he was nurturing, he was everything, yet that was not enough...
For My Dear Parents
Dedicated to my parents. Thank you.
You're My Terminus
I hope you consider my horrible writing as a sign of affection.
Gloomy thoughts on a gloomy day.
Your comments please.
A Sense of Desperation
"A poem I wrote a long time ago, about my aching heart. I was so troubled then... and nobody knew. They were just outsiders looking in. They had no clue what my 5 year relationship was like."
The Struggle of a Never-Ending Battle
At a certain level, life sucks and makes you feel tired.
The Cripple By The Street
Hi guys, when I wrote this poem I was thinking of the many crippled people who are on our streets daily, begging for our help but we always ignore them. Hope you will enjoy it.
A Loveless Poem
When everything feels so technical..
East of the Moon
Tripping off the edge of the world. The enticement of drugs, the temptation of fools.