Why I write Writing is the calm after the storm The rant after the fight The memories after the moment The shoulder that I cry on It's an escape from reality A utopia with lead, ink, erasers and paper Where…by jadalwilliamsRead →
My Closet Spiritual I have earned this opinion this voice this existence it is my own and not one for you to shame I have felt the burden of oppression my whole life through been called a faggot told that I deserve to…by SimplydevonO👁 1Read →
why i writeI am a poet this is true this is why i write this little poem for you. I write for the freedom for my mind can escape and create a new world in very few words. I write to realese so that when im in…by poetic_wolf👁 1Read →
My SpeechI write for the sake of expression. To put myself at peace. Because while I write, my pen, it dances out my speech. Such elegance is rare in ordinary words. I like creating beauty for the rest of the…by meaganisabellRead →
Land of the freeEvery time I look around I see you and me Standing tall and proud This Country the land of the free and home of the brave Soldiers fight day and night, so we can be free Where else where you rather…by EuniceO1👁 4Read →
Why I writeWriting, Isn't just simply putting something on a piece of paper, it's a power that everyone is given. The power to be able to express yourself, in your own way. Writing gives you the ability to…by Jay Gee 10Read →
Why I WriteI write to breathe better And to see more clearly. I write in the hope that Someone is gonna hear me. My hand just yearns to move Across an untouched page, Like a bird wishes to At last be free;…by sotrenaissance👁 1Read →
Why I Write Poetry, in 17 Years or LessSometimes when I’m alone, I like to pretend poetry is still one- dimensional The all-inclusive “thou art” and “twas” statements of poetry Are still neatly folded in the pages of hearts around those…by jay.mckinleyRead →
The Silly WriterIt’s the feeling of the ocean, when you’re not really there. It’s an idea, a thought, a notion... Some clandestine affair. It’s the villain’s pure white castle, in the land beyond the veil. It’s the…by TheLostComet👁 2Read →
Can We Write A StoryCan we write a story That started at birth Can we carry a notebook While crossing the earth Can we tell tales that stir us With wonder and laughter And erase the tears Caused by disaster Can we dream…by Emmett_Warren👁 2Read →
&Shall I Compare Thee Shall I compare thee to a bright star. Thou art more beautiful and more bright. And yet I see you but your still too far. And to reach you I would put up a fight . Even though…by diegon22Read →
NecessityHow can one not create When devastation lies In the heart The mind When one’s thoughts are ravaged By oneself Inconsolable If it is to be an endless stream Is it not best to Harness it Make something…by dangdangBB👁 1Read →
Writing Chose MeI didn't choose to write; Writing chose me, In the second grade, When the teacher proclaimed my skill. I didn't know where it was headed. I thought my poem was kind of mediocre, About how the sun…by whitn3ylaur3n👁 1Read →
I am.I am me, untamed; am I untranslatable? No, not yet; anyone who has come to go or has yet to, why then question our differences too, then leave it be or take it otherwise! I am no different or better…by djszymanski👁 1Read →
I WriteI write because I can, I write because in the consitituion it states, "Congress shall make no law abridging the freedom of speech", I write because the most powerful inborn tool is speech, your…by TroyWitherspoon👁 1Read →
power i write My mouth padlocked by the expectations of the world But my hands running care free When I talk, not a sound came out Yet I could scream so loud onto paper Why was it that I couldn’t speak? Was I…by korinikelRead →
Why I writeI write in this old composition notebook... pouring heart and mind into the pages Letting the pen do the talking that I can't bring myself to say Freeing the spirits trapped inside me, weighing me…by tanyalth👁 2Read →
So I hopeThe TV told me I was inadequate, So I am. My phone told me to share my thoughts, So I did. My computer told me to stay inside, So here I sit. My music told me that rebelling was fun, So I tried. My…by Brittany314👁 1Read →
Poetry Safety BeltStep right up, step right up! To the most scariest, craziest, dangerous Rollercoaster you've ever experienced: LIFE! What makes it so scary? NO SAFETY BELTS! But wait, there's more! YOU CHOOSE YOUR…by stongecat👁 1Read →
The Usefulness of PoetryPoetry is useful. It's for the rich man and the poor man. For the man who cannot see, and the man who cannot hear. It's for the man who has no voice, and for the man with plenty of one. It's for a…by Starfish87👁 1Read →
My Third EyeOut of my way Out of my skin Fire flows through my brain Let me go back to my time The time I went to fly Fly higher than the sky Where I met strangers They were neither red nor black They were my…by JulieOre96👁 1Read →
Poetry Is A MotherHave you ever seen a baby? Have you seen the way it's newborn skin scrunches up at a funny smell? The child's immediate reaction is to make a fuss. It needs it's mother to hush it back to sweeter…by dramd009👁 1Read →
Why I Write“Why do I write?” A question, many times, I’ve asked myself But I could never find the words to explain So the Question went back on the shelf Lonely, there it sat Forgotten and overlooked As other…by pianaxophone👁 2Read →
I Wonder...Sometimes I wonder why the government wants to take away our rights I wonder why I have to fight every single day of my life Sometimes i wonder what is this hunger we have for more knowledge I wonder…by devynmobleyRead →