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knock! knock! at my grill i dont know who it is in late april what i see i cant believe it real i have e friend right at my grill
He meant to marry honesty But cowardness has blessed his lips He meant to call bravery But regrets and mistakes Were always on his tail He so much loved kindness But there goes fear
don’t let the good times cover the bad soak in those moments but never feel sad to have felt such joy is a blessing alone let go of that boy put down that phone
I can see the rain a comin' fire in my eyes I can see the rain a comin' baby no disquise with you. I can see your face when I'm alseep the words you never said rest heavy on my heart
Burns forests to ash Destroys both good and evil Harbinger of death
From the Heavens, You Have Fallen Were you leaping across growing mountains? Or swimming in the cytoplasm of a cell? Perhaps you were drinking from the milky way. From the heavens, you fell,
God hired angels To write some books Those books Were called life The angels have to Choosing our destiny Arranging our fates Erasing our dumb choices
When I ponder about life's existence, I have patience rather than vanity In the American experience- USA, with gloat, loses sanity; Grasping this entire world of disorder,
Hey, you. Yeah, you! I don't know how to tell you this. Imma have to whisper it to you. (I LOVE YOU.) Did you hear me? Good.
Hey, you. Yeah, you! Have a great day today. (I love you.) !
Staring out over the oceanThe sun's reflection burningSparkling off the Blue Man's hullCreates a sounding paradiseThat never seems to dull
I’ve been face to face with the Devil. I have braved darkness, deep and shallows. Above and beneath the bowls. O! The howls! I came a long way on this hell road, with my eyes closed,
Death is a woman, But how could i know it? She doesn't fall in love, But she sure doesn't show it, Death is my oxygen, After too many amoxicillin, Is there better advice?
I want to be around people who make me feel good,Heart stops,Not a thought.I want to be around people who make me happy,Can't breathe,My head gets too sappy.
My words are lost tonight. They are in your mouth, Because you always seem to win the arguments.
Some nights you lay in bed thinking about the bad things you've done. Other nights, you congratulate yourself for the good things you've done. No matter what people say, good and bad will always balance out each other.
Dear Allah, This is Your masterpiece of wonder, Who at only six years old Could speak and direct the world, Be it real or virtual.
Paper is good plain as the rain. Made from wood a poor tree's pain. Creations that could your mind's drain. Exploring the would imagination's plane. paper is good.
Dear past me, He told you, so you thought “I'm not good enough” She said so, so you thought “I look too fat in this dress”
I am thankful for you You had helped me with more happiness You helped us move a better home though it is a struggle, I love it You helped me go to my favorite place on Earth, the rollercoasters were amazing
my baby he loves me so he tells me (you’re a chore) to break me open like a tidal wave and i will always return to him to this love this is love
Love is about concessions Not about empty confessions. Love is about a mutual respect Not about reading the other's texts. -Love is patient- Love is not an excuse
You taught me to wait Because you said I love you back You taught me that it was okay to accept apologies When your actions were like a song stuck on a broken track. Because I loved you
Once upon a time, I was a princess I was a beauty who lived in a castle; I sang with the birds, spoke gracious words, But all the while found my stigma a hassle There was a prince I was supposed to love,
And life That blessed mother She has her favorites She gifts the evil And destroys the good And you are the best of them So when life keeps hitting you
When I close my eyes all I see is darkness, then I open my eyes all is see is light. So, I crawled beneath my bed
do you know how exhausting it was to rebuild what he had broke? the walls that he so violently tore down? the fire within me that he slowly extinguished? the shelter that left me stripped raw and helpless?
Reaching out And reaching out. Help the helpless But I am the helpless. Standing out is too much Blending in is too little.
Respect for your mother's wishes. Start off small while you're small, wash the dishes. A father would also be demanding of some respect. Simply do as he would expect.
When times have me feeling weak and weary I know just where to go. To the mountains I travel to make my life a little more cheery.
Life may be still Sometimes even ill There is darkness in every corridor Creeping up to redeem the souls of the restless However this feeling should not endure
What makes me smile? What makes me feel good? When I can run the mile, And do what I know I should. It’s cuddling with my cat. It’s being all wrapped up. It’s when you’re so cozy that,
What makes me feel good? Something that is understood Accomplish the things I should Doing all that I could Laying on my bed of clouds Turning my music up loud
Waking in the morning in a country that is free. Smiling in the mirror because you are blessed to be healthy. Looking up above to see a roof over your head,
What makes me feel good is singing It gives me a kind of feeling I can't explain the way it makes me feel The feeling is just unreal My melody makes me shine My voice is hard to deny
When I'm feeling down t turn to my friends, who are clowns, and they help me turn back around
You will never know the feeling of freedom that surges down my spine, The shiver that cascades through my veins, As we race against time to make memories.
You scratch and growl With claws and teeth of steel Chest out, proud Smirking like the insolent beast you are You push, you stomp, you pounce Asserting dominance wherever you can
Fill the glass to the brim With that good ole celebratory wine! And let us celebrate The joys of this life! Yes, the days grow in number, But, each of those days are new!
My gaze is set forward on the quicksilver-brushed glass as I examine every mountain and valley of the lightly freckled porcelain skin painted on my face; I come to a standstill
Fear's child. you only know the terrifying gripping fear Pain's child. the deep and winding scars are your identity Hate's child. the red hot anger is what makes you feel complete
the darkness consumes the heart and the battle with God begins, but with the power of the love is revealed through his amazing grace and now im free from the power of hell
NOTE: Inspired by/taken from quotes of modern, pop-culture villains. If you think you’re safe, you’re wrong (an ant has no quarrel with a boot). I will burn you, I will burn the heart out of you;
Years spent stuck in my old habits they're so hard to let go of Dents in these walls, loco enough to blow, but i got no motive So explosive they say i need a therapist, to attack my head like a terrorist
Broken wings Shattered piece of mind Trapped on Earth Unending time No way back No way home Surrounded by evil No place to roam Good is evil And evil is here
What keeps me calm hypes me up What makes me strong Lives me up When all is wrong And seems abrupt On a deserted wasteland no empty cups The Juiceman their to pipe it up
A kind child who speaks Says words of pure innocence Until she first lies
In the midst of chaos stands a lone rock. This rock doesn't waver nor does it speak. It just sits there, before the fray and watches. Everything around the rock, leans forward
Here in the garden, kaleidoscopic. Here where I took and ate, saccharine. Here she was born. Let me go Please stop it. My veins crepuscule. Eyes dark Lips dark
I lie to myself to be good to my self. I'll say: I'm going for a 5 minute walk NOW! ::::: An hour later i return smiling. :::::
we are born alone we live alone we are nothing we are just a gang a gang of lonely hearts are we we may be happy now we show no care for those who care
I am the truth
Do you view a sheet of paper. Like stone-craver. Views a block of granite. To a lot of folks. It just a block of granite. To the stone-craver. It is a beautiful thing.
Optimism Stay strong and fight through Everythings gonna get better for you. Look at life a different way, Because in all actuality, no one has a bad day. Life is all about doing things,
She said I was a good girl, I played by the rules. I listened to orders, And I did well in school. I was always the good girl, Quiet and polite. Never saying a word,
I’d rather stare At fireworks in the evening, Than a dark tear
Is today a good day? Just because the sun doesn't shine today, doesn't mean it isn't. The rain may bring a good day for someone who has a hard time finding fresh water.
Behind this false face, remain flawless conflictions- A mask of such wrath, and endless contradiction Good deeds are unseen, Anger is routine- never in between, because bliss is obscene
to drink is good; good for the soul, though only if, you lack self control. imagine this; picture it quick; you've drunk until you're not quite sick,
White wings, golden paths to evil Love extricated from retrieval Hearts of boilng ice, frozen fire
My body is subject to pointing out the obvious- I have curves in odd places, and yes I wear a size 32 jean- but that doesn't mean I'm average. As women we're taught our first words "diet" and "beauty"-
What I'm about to say is from what I've learned No matter your agreement or concern Poetry can be written by anyone No matter by paper or touge Your reason or cause
Flawless? I wouldn't think so.
I wake up and I know me
Like a Scarlet Lake she sits Pondering the mysteries of life Looking up at the universe
If I cry or if I'm down My resillence picks me back up My legs may be strong but my mindset is stronger My confidence is not found in a cup When I feel weak I say, "I'm strong" and that just does the trick
When I dared to finally take my own steps, and when I dared to go my own direction, I found and learned about myself without the intention. I left my home country and studied abroad
Waves of blue I always see The scene is cold and lonely here Why can't you see the good in me I cry out to you in sweet misery You never listen, you just see right through
The day of all days is the day that I triumphed,
The time has come once more To race for a royal position Much harder than it was before The skills must be in superb condition The race is not an easy one You have to survive through thick and thin
I thought about what it would be like Without you. I thought about how that would change me For flowers bloom and trees root With the beckoning of spring, And the chills of winter
The day is old, the day is new Tears that fall create much dew Darkness comes to take us all We stand together or we’ll fall Day is old, day is new The light above grants a few
Fear is a source of vengenance Powering all to ingnite in its glory We are weak and fall frail We allow this to overcome our thoughts Making us into something we never even imagined.
The man who you are suppose to be able to trust and love turns out to be the one you have to look out for the most. The man who was suppose to love you and never hurt you turns out to be the one who can't be trusted.
I Bet you don't know how some of us youths are trying Consistently attempting to filter and rebirth the "already drugged" mind whose views are confined to material wealth, sex and guns
I guess there was something about her Something she posses that I didn't have Or maybe it was your statements that I just couldn't grasp I know I wasn't the problem so why leave me blind
I come from the blood on my father's hands I rise for the different people who don't love themselves I stand against the empty pots in homes all over I come from the violence of the streets
They tell me I'm proper, too proper than I need to be
Every child reaches the age When their thoughts need no consent. When hearts twist and writhe, Simple encounters evoke torment. Days pass as moments, Slipping through the tightest of grips;
Only one thing I know is true Bad things can happen to good people And good things can happen to bad people. Even reversed, it remains true.
Your whole being is incredible. I hope you know that; Sometimes you put yourself down, but I still think the sun shines from your ass and We've been together for years. It's unbelievable You're a new person everytime I see you, so forgiving and...
Taking A Loss By: Eric Turner To know how it feels to lose someone that was never really there, yet you wanted them very badly to be...
My mind gives birth to many thoughts...
Social Media Facebook - Making a page that will deliberately describe what I want to say.
Goverment For you we must excel But, how can we without the proper funds
voice mono toned, deaf to all ear. unable to relent nor express deep fear controlled by all sides of other people expressions able to listen but unable to be heard words struggle to escape the mind
Once, I saw a white rose
laid out spread like butter on the ground. i'm melting. yellow self bubbling as i seep into the ground. through eyes that barely see but straight ahead,
Whats on your mind? I alwyas ponder this question time to time. We often wonder about our problems and what puts us in these binds. I think of the same things, sometimes I wonder should i commit crimes?
Real life, real words, real truths, mean little to you. You hide behind your paranoa, You want the "best" for me yet Your support of my dreams means nothing to you. You ask me to subsitute what I want for myself
Darling, darling... open your ears and listen to these words you must hear Stop puhing away the things you hold dear because of your fears
Oppression surrounds us, many don't value our opinion but they can't dictate our lives What some may regard as nonsense may be wisdom to the ears others Your voice is powerful and unique to you
"Why do you talk so white?" Well sir, what do you mean? I'm only talking the way I know how to speak, are you sure I don't talk pink? "But, why don't you talk black?"
What the fuck do you know about me? What the fuck do you know? Who the hell are you To say? To choose For me, What you do see. A skinny black kid? You see A Pair of Glasses? You see -
On one day A man was born Unique in Spirit But in body was none He was never timid or ever shy An Honest man that never told a lie But in one second his mana was swept
The Justice of wrong good Breathe in deep Sucking on black air Deemed unworthy of the just
Good vibes today For todays a new day So make today better then yesterday And yesterday better then the day before that Be kind to everyone For everyone has a kind bone in them
There once was a world that was darkBut in one girl there was a small light.This girl was able to leave a mark
Mom did I do okay? Grandpa are you happy? Dad did you see my grade? Aunt have you seen my project? Grandma can you come to the award ceremony? Uncle did you like my singing? Am I good?
The rocks cry your name The ground shakes The skies in flames I'm on my knees I see you through the fire Arms up, just longing And what am I? Just a liar But you reach down for me
If I could sum up, all the feelings I experience When I look into your eyes, so beautifully bright So close-up, demeanor so imperious
Evil Eyes darkened a mischievous faceOn the other end so heavenly in its placeLike your favorite ice cream flavor wasting away in the hot sunSo innocent and pure until life had really begun
I look out the window at the quiet absence, In the stillness of a dull summer night, I smell the chlorine in my hair as I bite its frail ends. Its sunny color washed out by the moonlight,
Every dog will have his day At least that is what they say But this often isn't true Those most deserving are neglected what they are due No good deed goes unrewarded
The moon is my Goddess, for she creates the waves, and the songs that lull me to sleep. The Goddess is my moon, the Goddess is my earth, the Goddess grants me her boon, the Goddess guides me to her hearth,
Do you have those days? When the world is on your side, walking by you, protecting you, to reassure that she, is not as bad as people say? Do you have those days?
IM NO HOE. IM NOT YOUR TOOL IM NOT YOUR BIT** IM HIS LOVE IM HIS HELP IM HIS WOMEN YOU CALL ME YOU SIDELINE HE CALLS ME HIS PRICLEES DIME YET, I RUN TO YOU SIDE
we love to observe the angels the gods the light we love to pick out our beauties especially in those we adore. this is why love fails.
Competition in this generation marks the determination of H.I.P.H.O.P We will be those who carry insanity
ahead was two paths, 'the path of good and evil' as they say, but my choice was not that simple, to live in misery with a soul and be in pain daily, or to live without a soul and feel no pain,
All intellectuals are atheists it started when i parted home to downtown to sit down with an intellectual crowd for chow immediately i guessed which guest was the most proud
im on play, watching everything move in a reverse. who said rewind was good? mistakes driven through again. who said rewind was bad? love being simulated across the globe.
My mind has been reborn. Ecstasy consumes me.
They say that we should treasure what we have today, that we don’t know what tomorrow will bring. It could be life or death, good or bad or life changing.
The end of the road is coming near Get back on my own two feet And walk away from fear Fear that I wont ever make it to the top of the world And put my worries aside And climb that mountain
As the snow falls I feel the memories fade We're given a slate of time that can't be erased We're lulled- Into the cadence of life and the thought of love Herself. As the ice forms on the window pane
I like the kiwi, The banana is good too, I will eat them now.
Being someone’s option is never a good feeling Hoping and praying to be someone’s one and only Just to be told that you were just a choice that wasn’t chosen It doesn’t feel too good
Just release the bad, Invite the good and you'll see A life meant to be
There was a butterfly Way up in the blue sky. Looking out the window I was able To see the beautiful world while sitting at the table. I had plenty of noodles in my bowl
I am alive in my room Where there are two windows One right, one left The right one is painted white, layered with curtains of daffodils The left window is clean and clear, framed in black porcelain
Happiness Bliss Sadness Wretchedness One day this One day that Up and down In and out Want to be high Always low Good things come Good things go Bad things come
Smart and funny Honest and kind No greater friend Could one ever find Tall and handsome As well as a Kingsmen You're ranked number one Smiles and laughs A bundle of fun Quiet when needed
Sometimes I imagine myself being in a different place. Sometimes it's better, sometimes it's worse. Sometimes it's the future, sometimes it's the past. Sometimes it's a fantasy,
In New York City, you’ll find two kinds of people; those who see something and say something, and those who see something and assume nothing is wrong. As I walked to the South Street Seaport one weekend last Summer,
When God made man He was created similar. Not the same, But close enough that it was Good. When God made woman He unearthed the buried heartbeat, Taking a rib from his cage To give him someone to love
It’s a nice hot summer day You’re going on a family trip That is two hundred miles away You don’t want you mom to flip So you chose to not say a word You thirst, but do you dare take a sip?
Everytime I go to tell you what's on my mind I lose control. I feel so much emotions in my heart, mind, body and soul. But for some reason I don't know how to let the truth unfold.
Life isn't always treacherous There is an essence of altruism in our biological disposition There are people out there who have a vision, To confront injustice and end human schisms,
What I hear is not aggravating but pleasing the way she is played She gives my heart a beat and has me loving the way She sings the melody to her rhythm I then tune in and listen to the sweet chords that she’s “givin”
Running down a dirt street With my bare feet Holding on your hand As tight as I can And never letting go Running from my past And going to the future Running through time ain't a bad crime
the good that is in the world, is not in the world at all, it is on the moon. the kind in the world, is not in the world either, it too is upon the moon.
Our World is quiet, and operates in shadows. The secret committees commence with their meetings. The silent leaders annually rendezvous. We are strong and stealthy, though we are only teething.
It was never my intent to return to this place dark halls of betrayal, and lacking in grace Lustful intentions, like geysers of steam scald memories ‘neath mahogany beams
I never had it. What does it feel like? Requited and mutual A yes to that nervous question I've never had it That embrace of affection With that one you enjoy You yearn for and endear to
Time does not exist, only clocks. My body is a pendulum. The rubber soles ticking along the concrete so harmoniously as to measure out the perfect period.
Life, each turn Leaves you more lost than the first It's just something That's when it's bad, it hurts Not knowing how one day, will go That's the reason why we get up To suffer each day of it
We're setting sail to a voyage that never ends Cast with the wind, while the anchor begins to drown Blurred ripples, our boats filled up with sand And the sirens sing, leaving an empty sound
Why? Why are you so reserved? So many people have betrayed you, So you said not to be trustworthy. So many people have lied to you, So you said not to be honest. So many people have hurt you,