Post your poem?

Shoutout to @DougTheDingo who (funny how coincidentally) posted a poetry question a day after I thought of asking this and convinced me to ask it because of that.

Just feel free to post a poem you've written on the spot or in the past, and no judging here - just sharing creations of the soul in a positive vibe, and nobody's gotta be a Shakespeare for this. Poetry and creativity comes from the heart. :)

Type it up, people!

Post your poem?


Most Helpful Guy

  • i just finished a rough draft of a story. In it that had a small part in in that seemed like a poem even though it wasn't supposed to be. Anyway, here it is:

    The paranoid loop around in circles
    The fear around them seems within
    A chaotic spiral marks a cylinder
    Death's insipid grin

    • It's the shortness and abruptness that makes it have a spike to it. I really liked this because it takes thinking to try and understand it, and I think each person would interpret it differently, which shows how well written it is. Even more surprising is that it's part of a story and you rhymed it as well! Thank you for sharing - and I hope your story is just as good as this excerpt!

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    • @normalice wow! How convent! Yes I'll certainly check it out! And I'm glad you're giving me permission to do that ๐Ÿ˜‚ Since I always find myself automatically correcting people's word etc. ๐Ÿ˜… I'd be extremely happy to help though! ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿผ

    • @ebbyeb heh. I'm sort of desperate for someone to help me with the editing, actually. So, I welcome some fresh eyes :-)

Most Helpful Girl

  • lmfao sure!
    poetry comes from the heart
    and from another deep part
    my groins...
    yes! I said it my love joins
    my inner lust
    making me a slut!
    a slut wants more and always more
    satisfaction to your deepest core
    yet the many self harm and self use
    made me feel useless and a simple muse
    to the most fucked up folks seeking self validation
    but ending up with needless humiliation

    lmfao you can lol now I just made it in 2 mins bhahahaha


What Guys Said 8

  • Roses are red
    Violets are blue

    I was late too work
    And stepped on some poo

    I was having a bad day
    And who would've knew!

    That this brown on my shoe
    Was stuck there like glue

    I scraped and I stomped
    But the poo wouldn't leave

    So I took off my shoe
    And and had great big heave

    next time I know,
    To avoid poo

    Because I looked like a fool
    With just one shoe

  • I wrote a few raps when I was younger..

    • Raps are poems, too. All forms are accepted! :)

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    • Oh yes!! Most definitely ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿผ

  • I'll make up one on the spot

    • Here we are, inside our home
      watching a Christmas show.
      By the fireplace, safe inside
      protected from the snow.
      And as we kiss under the mistletoe,
      I just know that I love you so.

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    • Ahaha! Yes! Write a poem about that Yan!

  • The room was suddenly rich and the great bay-window was
    Spawning snow and pink roses against it
    Soundlessly collateral and incompatible:
    World is suddener than we fancy it.

    :D I like snow

  • K I'm gonna bullshit all of this lol no google needed

    High little Johnny
    had a little spaceship
    High up in space
    he ate his little space chips
    But one day
    When he went for his pringle
    He heard an eerie voice behind him:
    "Single and ready to mingle"
    He woke with a start
    It was a GAG nightmare
    He had had in his office chair
    So he got up
    And went to get goldfish

  • I want to asl you out babe

  • Violets are blue
    Roses are red
    Suck my dick now

  • Indeed, we are of that troop, those whose steeds marched upon Khosrow with a swift, cool wind; and plundered the crown of Caesar with spears, and thus cleared the pathway leading to Rome. How many an exalted noble we raised,
    with bloody hands, though springtime, full of rain; his fingers, were formed, for holding a sword,
    to spend noble deeds atop a pulpit,
    then meeting spears with his face and his heart, and holding his head high, ready for war.

    • This is really like masterpiece worthy. I got a Spartan vibe reading this and I think you've written so eloquently, it's really beautiful. The description is vivid and meaningful and I like the imagery and the message. You've got it in you! Thanks for sharing! :)

What Girls Said 11

  • Ooh! Fun! I have plenty of poems! I wrote this one this summer! Hope you enjoy ๐Ÿ’•

    Sea Poem

    The edge of the water rolled quietly, but roughly into the sand where it eventually ebbed away back into its mass. Like a small child doing sloppy somersaults, misjudging the amount of power needed, and eventually falling on its side in a gentle fit of laughter. My manicured feet roughly disrupting the warm sandy water as it reaches land as I trudge along seeking something I cannot find. My eyes travel elsewhere, but the waves beg for my attention, lest I disturb them enough for me to loose my grip on the soiled sand.

    I would rather not fall right now.

    The waves are signaling me of my otherwise doomed soak. I keep ignoring them as I wander along the vacant seashell shore. My eyes squint into the cloudy sky for a moment, adjusting to the periodic sunlight dabbling the earth. But those golden rays eventually slip away, like the warm waves wiping the sand off my manicured feet.

    • Notice the usage of the word "ebb"... I really like that word ๐Ÿ˜…โœŒ๐Ÿผ๏ธ

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    • The pleasure is all mine, being in the presence of such sophisticated people supplied with quips and other linguistic goodies. (Overdid the Jane Austen talk, there, no? ๐Ÿ˜)

    • Oh my goodness ๐Ÿ˜‚

  • This is a part of something I jotted down over 2 years ago
    His widow wept dark, bitter tears
    Her breath was tight and shallow
    Her fears now here, inside her home
    Her love no longer hallowed

    I think I'm most confused on if it should be hallow or hallowed.

  • @TheLuckyPizzaDog who has a touching haiku

  • As I wonder what to eat,
    As I walk into the kitchen,
    Oh look chocolate!
    But I'm not allowed,
    Sad sad SAD.

    Okay... I'm hungry right now and my sister told me I shouldn't eat any more chocolate for the rest of the day..
    I think I might have a problem..
    Oh and I'm not good at writing poems either

  • My haiku that I made for @izumiblu. Or her stalker, at least.

    Metal baseball bat
    Steel hitting throat, problems solved
    Dreams shatter like ice

  • Here is one I co-wrote with my twin sister back in 2011:


    For your eyes only
    For your eyes only
    I am going to write some lyrics.
    For your ears only
    I will sing a love song.
    I'll listen philharmonics
    all day-long.

    For your eyes only.
    From Mexico with love.
    For your ears only.
    For you, with all my love.

  • So you can steal them? Lol

  • I write songs sometimes but I can't type them without linking a vocaroo ๐Ÿ˜‚

  • Do you like it?
    I love it!
    Do you want it?
    I'll touch it.
    Do you need it?
    I'll beat it!
    Is it fun?
    Just cum!
    Wanna fck it?
    Lemme suck it!
    Can I eat it?
    You can feed it!
    Can I smack it?
    Dont attack it!
    Is it mine?
    All the time!

  • So baby pull me closer
    In a Bath tub with a toaster

  • Ah, moreno
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    Nรฃo รฉ pra tentar vender
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    ร‰ o breu dos teus olhos
    Teu sorriso sem simetria
    Teu cabelo bagunรงado
    Teu falar despreocupado
    Teu humor, tua danรงa sem jeito
    Moreno, tu tem tanto defeito
    Parece atรฉ esse poema
    Nรฃo tem mรฉtrica
    Nรฃo tem sentido
    Nem bom รฉ
    Mas รฉ meu, moreno