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Found some Poems I wrote!! Am I Poet?? LOL
Posted by egenie • 7/18/08 • Subscribe to this Discussion [RSS] • Report This Topic
Topics: funny, mad, poem, poetry, sad
I found some old poems I wrote. What do you think, am I a poet??
Poem #1
What are you looking at
Your not looking at me
I'm talking to you
and your watching TV
Why do you always have to sit
in that chair
I want you to sit next to me
like you care
You don't look at me
you don't touch me
Please tell me what did I do?
Am I boring, too ugly, don't I
mean anything to you?
I can't take this, my stomach is
all in a knot
you look at me as though you wish
that I'd rot
I thought that I married
my very best friend
Is it over, please tell me
did your love for me end.
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Poem #2
The darkness inside me has caught me tonight.
It won't let go, it has me, I lost the fight.
Why can't I shake this feeling of doom?
It has me caught in a web of gloom.
Why do I sometimes wish I was dead?
Why do I let darkness into my head.
I wish I could shrug off bad things come my way.
I wish I could hold darkness at bay.
Why do I torture myself late at night.
Why can't I sleep? I am wound up so tight.
I wish I could pick someone else to be.
I would sure pick someone other than me.
The sun is rising. It's a beautiful sight. The darkness is running away from the light.
Maybe my life is not so terribly bad.
Somehow, all of a sudden, I am no longer sad.
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Hahaha not sure when I wrote those, but not too bad of poems, what do you think?
Does anyone want to share a poem they wrote?
User Comments
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I think as the man once said words are the voice of the heart :o)-
Thank You for responding. I think I wrote those 10 years ago. We are moving to Florida, so we have been going through everything. Amazing how much stuff we accumulated in the 3 years since we moved here.
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Share some poems? Hmmmm, sure. Mine are more influenced by the Freeverse style rather than Enjambment like yours above. Here's one of my favorites that I wrote. It was a finalist in a competition but alas I did not win. Enjoy!
"The Dead Night"
There I sit in the quiet darkness of it all wondering how it came to this; hearing the tiny chirps of the crickets outside the window seal and the soft midnight breeze brush against the leaves. Nothing is left but the calmness of the night; the dead calm of it all. The night sky sitting above watching, with thousands of eyes, the things we do to satisfy that moment of urge. There I sit in silent darkness with my witness above and my eyes below; there I sit to wonder how it came to this. I sit with my head hung low inside my chair whose squeaks are the only other noise to slice the dead silence of this night. I rock my chair this night like never before and for the first time, I can hear the silence of black, the calmness of night; I can feel the cold chill of darkness. Drip dripping the cold blood on my hands; trickling to the floor staining a deep red. Drip dripping the cold blood not of my own. Drip dripping this silence of night off my hands. I stare with my head hung low by the window seal at the dead calm of it all. I sit in darkness wondering how it came to this but realize the silence of my answer. Nothing is left but the calmness of this night.
-Armando Torres
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Hello. Thank You for responding. I like your poem, well except for the blood part. May I ask, is the blood a symbol of darkness, or does it mean something else?
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The blood is a symbol of your problems. You dont know why he has blood on his hands. You dont even know where it came from. But its there and thats all thats left after everything that happened. But I like to hear what other people think rather than what I know. I make it ambiguous so then to hear all sorts of viewpoints. What do you think it symbolizes? I'd rather hear what you think.
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To me it reads like the person was in a rage, and the rage is gone, his head clears, he is calm again, and wondering what came over him
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