Poems Poems and more Poems!

Have you ever felt like sharing your poems with people in different places? Then why dont you place some of them here!

Doesnt really matter what type of poem it is unless your sure it is understandable. Just try your best, type it out, and present it to your friends!

Here is one of my poems that i created.

Please tell me what you think and i will tell you what i think about yours!

That was pretty awesome. Nice use of vocabulary.

*Applauds*

Its lovely!

Whilst you were in Rome...
Where did you roam?
Did you see,
The turquoise sea?


*Becomes bored and will work on this later*
Good thread

Casa's poem is exellent but caps' is well.. odd. Keep up the good work!

Thank you for the comments. I will have another poem tomorrow.

Hello. I got home early because i finished my English Final Essay . NO MORE ENGLISH HURRAY.

Here is another Poem which i retrieved from the school.

This is one of my poems. i have one more but it will be presented some other time.

Even better than the first one!

The second was excellent :O
<3

Thank you once again for the awesome comments. Now i will show you a poem thats the opposite of negativity. This one is a positive poem that i have made.


These poems that i have presented are the only ones i have made. I will be making more if you want me to but i will need some time.

Also if you are going into high school and you need a Narrative or Lyric, Positive or Negative poem for English L.A. you may use the Death poem or Roses poem.

I prefer the Death poem than the Rose poem. But the Rose poem is pretty good.

*Pokes someone standing next to her*

I think they are excellent poems, don't you?

*Person next to her aggrees*

Thanks for the comments. Pretty well appreciated.

Caps...did You have a friend over at your place when you read the poem????

Yep. *Picks up sunshine and puts him in front of computer*

Sunny, meet my friends. Friends, meet sunny, my cat :3

I just made this poem up in like 10 min....never even thought about looking it over and fixing what might need to be fixed.

Its a bit ominous =s

But that thing I like about your poems...don't know how to describe this exactly :3 but they...fit a rythm?

Some poems I utterly detest, becaue they don't...flow? properly. Yours are good, though

Thank you Caps. why dont you try to make a poem? Poems dont really have to rhyme tobe a poem

its good. but you may need some more practice on word choices.

Most likely...I wrote it in about 5 minutes so it isn't great =s

I am thinking of creating a new poem. But i cannot think of a title...

Would anyone possibly help me out here?

My friend created this one. It has no title.


Every step I took, I took away.
Away from you I went, my intention forward
many called us fools for trying, we laughed at them.
"They no not what love is." I said, while taking a step away.

"I love you" She said. "I know" I replied.
Scared, I was. Love for her i felt, I felt a step away.
Another intention proven wrong. I could never get right.
"I love you!" I said, right before her and her new boyfriend, a step.

"We fought. We loved. We cried. We lost.
I need you. Love is ours. Forget him. I am yours."
A step forward.

"I was wrong to not respond. I love you." "You love me?"
"Your dead" He yelled. He pulls his gun out, fired.

"What did you do?" I screamed, over her beat less body
i look up filled with tears. His eyes full of envy and hate.
"You had years for a chance for love. And you failed.
I get her love, and she gives up everything for you. If
I can't have her, neither can you."

Her body covered in blood, sirens screaming.
He throws the gun down and runs. I take the gun, holding
it. "Freeze, or I'll shoot. God, forgive me." I said.
I point the gun at the officer, he shot me down.
With my love I am, with my love, forever.

Such a sad poem.

Ya i know...

Awww...these are nice poems, keep the work up

growing old
what now, do you still want your past
and how would you, if I may ask,
still believe then those lies of innocence
now dispelled through your own experience
delicately masked not to betray your age
so do you still wish to turn back this page,
and are you really so shallow and cheap
that some youthful need is all you seek,
amongst the blind who now share this pain
and as if the past could be relived again
while forgetting that old age has a goal
to seek within to find ones soul
and if not a “soul” a simpler wealth
to reach within to find “oneself”

-fleamailman-