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I wish to be of bravery, A wish too brave to stand; With all the airs of legacy, Cowardice stays my hand. And though I claim my loyalty Will far exceed my time, My dedication is to sanity
while traveling abroad within the confounds of your mind you will discover the passages entering through those the gods and goddesses have granted access throughout your mindful jog
Why do some people make it seem like when we flip the calendar everything is going to change, Because, to me, the thought of doing that has always been kind of strange.
𝘏𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘥𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘰𝘹𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘞𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘯
I'm not closing the door, so we still in the car. But I have to move forward, grow from afar. Just know I love you, you are always in my heart. In order for us to grow, we have to be apart.
This morning I sat in the back seat of a dying car, music softly bleeding through broken speakers, and I watched the world wake up.
Out of Mother’s Earth a nurtured sapling As of Mother’s womb fetus comes alive Light of life glowing out of darkness, spring Spiraling new beginnings to survive.
I took my first breath Felt the air of inspiration enter my new lungs. Realizing the importance of words, The necessity of love,
The first breath is full of tears and smiles,Awoken by a beam of light.It is cherished by many for a lifetime,Allowing more than million wonderful wis
They told me about you. You always came to me in the end. The end. “Keep writing poetry, Erin,” my Literature teacher told me At the end of the fall semester. The end.
Our bodies are a kaleidoscope, limbs entangled in damp silk, hearts pulsing to the drum of now, yesterday, today, tomorrow. “You’re so perfect” you breathe, calluses tracing my veins,
Remember When we first met Darkness like a cloud Suffocating me with a chain. A prisoner With an unknown sentence. You stepped in then, 12:19 // smile. You said "Hello"
Just because I wrote your name Thousands of times on my paper Does NOT mean I like you. I wrote it for a gain, and if you had looked closer, you would have noticed I only wrote YOUR name.
Everyday Ι walk over similar roads, And in every way the same memories replay. As my feet bring me to the places, my mind brings me to other times. Back then, and today
It's always been there, Whether I've known it or not. Never had I known that song lyrics were poetry. Never had I known that poetry held feelings. That they held meanings. That they held stories.
she tore my soul, shattered my reasoning, severed and in despair i grabbed myself, bid my family good bye and journeyed to pursue – her the woman who ruined me.
I sat with my hands trembling The bell rang as I sprung up from my seat a smile so wide that it made my heart leap He stood there so perfect, that smile! oh my.
That first week I sat behind you, Staring at your butt-crack. You squished the scriblings on your desk,
A true friend is hard to find
It comes again, it comes again
I feel cold; I'm suffocating. I cried as loud as I could. I didn't know that "outside" was bright. Why does everyone look so glad?
You say you are docile But you say a lot You are a better liar Then I have thought But your pleas Won't get you far When the proof is
Let the mind take over the body. Allow fresh air to come rushing to your lungs.
There’s a place far away inside of meAnd I come close but then it goes—This sweet place is from my dreams of eternityFrom the heart, the open soul, it’s immortality
I fell in love with you when you asked me a question I fell inlove with the spaces between each word you breathed I fell in love with how nervous you were Hesitation then laugh Hesitation
.12. at dinner i tell my mother about a dark-haired, dark-eyed dolphin that never, ever smiled although he has everything i ever wanted
Leafless branches obscure my vision. They block out so much more than The frilly obscenities that blossom From flora of the fowl.
Soon will come a day A day in which my life begins The beginning of my time where my clock finally tics Waiting inside this darkness I met you You camoflauged and kept yourself hidden
I had a dream that I was floating Towards a world unknown. Everything around me was frozen As if time had ceased. A voice approached me From an unknown location "You are destined,"
The beginning of the end of our childhood. The first semester of the last year. So many endings. like reading the last book of a series after each chapter, wanting to reread it so the story never ends.
What’s a beginning? The first, a start? For I believe in no beginning to this art. I have written these same words, felt these same feelings. I have painted these same problems and colored in my same solutions.
Ink in the bowl goes on to skin Culture from Africa to Americas Indians Ink that is absorbed into the mind Held in place forever in time
I am a testament to small potatoes. I am a testament to childhood dreams I forgot I had, Only to uncover them in fit of tears and to the knowledge that
Sun shines down like fire. Trembling desire, My heart beats and beats and beats. And beats And beats And beats
Screaming... Yelling... Patience... Squeezing... Pain... Standing Aside... Watching... Feeling Helpless... How can a person sleep through this... Wailing... Aunt looks scared... Hold my hand... "don't TOUCH me!" PUSH... Again... harder...
When we first met Nothing that has happened ever crossed my mind, it was just too good to be true. I thought it would just be a vacation fling, we would go on with our lives as they were before we set seas.
Worship without focusIs simply a blissful ruckusI can stand before the throne of GodEyes glazed over, I stand a fraudHe will not allow me to stand like this longHe desires my whole, for me to sing HIS song
When you see me you would think, There goes a strong young man. Never close to breaking him, He feels as much as a tin can. And if you asked me now, this is what I'd tell. I've never shed a tear
I am a shell, holding the possibility of life soft to touch, but strong, and yet, still vulnerable I am an embryo, racing to grow while being shadowed by death I am a hatchling
I, the born, originated in an abyss, encased in vague darkness; inaudible; interminable.
By: Elena Canelli
The once was a time when everything was right, right?
New faces bring new thunderstorms The smell of fresh rain on pavement shows change in the air The lightning flashes a bright sky for a split second The moment rips away as thunder claps the same old darkness back
As the clouds get bigger and darker I feel my heart starting to beat faster The thundering makes the whole world shake I wish these walls would just break Let the rain in; let it fall down on my cheek…
I have many great friends Who care about where I end And enjoy being around me Who make me smile And laugh And cry