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Poetry Automated Taglist!
by tommy
Last post
 December 13th, 2024
...See more Welcome to the Poetry Taglist This thread is an auto-updating list. The list is regularly updated by forum leaders and can be found below. Having issues? Reply below and someone will help you! Why should I join the taglist? ✔ Never miss out on sub-community check-ins, discussions or events ✔ Get tagged and notified by community leaders whenever a new relevant thread has been posted ✔ Become a more active member of the community. What do I need to do? ✅ To add yourself to this taglist, press the Post to Thread button below and write the exact words Please add me. ❌ To remove yourself from this taglist, press the Post to Thread button below and write the exact words Please remove me. ------------------------- Current taglist as of 21 Sept  (updated by @ComradeRuhi) @burningRain127 @HarmonyBlossom @HatsEatYou @HealingTalk @juliak1968 @LoveMyMoonflowers @Rareshadow666 @ShySmiler @tommy @Torean @YourCaringConfidant @mytwistedsoul @nessapressure05 @sadcat13 @MunchkinBerry @limegreenKiwi7397 @incredibleRainbows2036 @Est3lle @BelovedMe @unassumingEyes @iloveyouxx @enthusiasticBeach8170 @WondersWhispers @Redpanda2419 @peachPear727 @Fallenstar24
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Here's my new poem tell me a rating 1-10 don't hold back and give me constructive feedback
by Rebeccabanana
Last post
 2 hours ago
...See more The first time we met, let’s just say, You were background noise on a busy day. No violins, no angel choir, Just “Hi, I’m me,” and zero fire. But the second meet? Oh, hold the phone, Did you always have that jawline shown? Was your wit this sharp? Were your jokes this good? Who let you glow up in my neighborhood? The universe clearly forgot to shout, “Hey, look again, you’re missing out!” Because now I’m staring like, “Wait, who’s this?” And you’ve gone from “meh” to “can’t resist.” Did you always smell like cookies and dreams? Or walk like a star of rom-com scenes? Was I blind? Or just half-awake? Because now my heart’s doing double takes. So here we are, the second debut, Turns out, I’m kind of obsessed with you. Lesson learned: love’s got a weird beat, Sometimes it’s late—like at second meet.
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poetry for free
by Rebeccabanana
Last post
 2 hours ago
...See more I am an aspiring poet and need some work. tell me any themes or things to right about I take requests and will respond soon so ask me to make any poetry for you
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Reason For Writing
by lovliyellobone
Last post
 7 hours ago
...See more I used to write a lot, I used to journal, write poems, song lyrics, random thoughts, short stories, etc. Now I barely write captions on social media posts. If I’m being honest with you and myself, I stopped writing because my partner was invading my privacy and reading my journal entries, my random thoughts, things I kept private and using them against me. I felt violated and like my trust was betrayed because what I wrote was sacred to me and was kept away for a reason.  Would you read your significant other’s diary or journal?
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Yokai
by BastionKnight
Last post
 16 hours ago
...See more Skin of scintillating scales that mantle a lithesome frame. Prismatic scutes adorn its hide in colours with no name. A mane of iridescent flame from nape, along the spine. Graceful claws on dexterous paws in silvered ivory shine. Diaphanous sharp spined fins Ride the tail behind the wings. Majesty in all its limbs. The crown, a crest of rugged horns. The fanged filled jaws sublime. Long flowing whiskers, golden eyes, the symbols of its reign. It hears the call, it flies again.   Unbound it leaps from cloud to cloud then plunges to the sea Then rising, rides the foamy swells that greet the estuary. Thrashing coils the flow become, within river current glides. Invisibly beneath the calm, silently upstream slides. Till river meets sewer spill, Clambering a concrete hill Into air both stale and still. From darkened windscreen, puddles gaze, and building's mirrored sides, Swimming in reflections fast, unheard, unfelt, and yet not free. Its perfumed passing, feathery.   When empty rooms grew vast and void with you alone inside, It wrapped around you, filled the space, and soothed you as you cried. When love's sweet flower grew sick and sour, tears would not end, It lent its heart until yours healed, and slowly helped it mend. When pain was sharp, it was there. When bullies strike, its teeth bare. When hurt or scared, it will care. Standing vigil as you begged agony and grief to end. It listened to the hated secrets that shame makes you hide Whispering to restore your pride.   How can I say this thing exists with such strong conviction. What makes me sure this is more than just a pleasant fiction. They once were more in times before our doubt pulled down a veil Till one by one their time was done, reduced to fairy-tale. Yet I know that one remains Standing guard to fight the banes. Tearing at our hidden chains. So, if you ever come across a strange pearlescent scale, Dare to let yourself dream in the face of contradiction. For hope is a kind affliction.
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by sadepilvet
Last post
 22 hours ago
...See more so i'll put here all my poems some of them aren't ready yet but i think this would be a good way to share how i feel and maybe you guys will also like them. hopefully someday they'll become a little poetry book. i mostly write in my mother tongue but also in english mun rakas s, if you ever happen to read this, know that i still love you and i could write poems about you forever thank you @Arie3 and @KKNastiaaa for the idea and encouragement
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Ghosts
by azurePond
Last post
 24 hours ago
...See more TW : Gaslighting, Stalking The following text contains fictional elements that may include themes of fear, supernatural occurrences, and psychological tension. Reader discretion is advised. I felt it first in the corner of my eye, a shadow too persistent, too sure to be the swaying of a tree. Steps behind me when the street was empty, breath so close I thought it could fog my glasses, but when I turned, nothing. At home, it began small: the faint scrape of furniture shifting in the night, drawers left open by unseen hands. Then larger things— the way the curtains would ripple when the windows were shut tight, or how the scent of earth and mud lingered even after Auntie had scrubbed the floors. I swear I saw it once. Not fully. But enough. A figure crouched in the hallway, It was always there, just at the edge of light. Peering at me through reflections in the glass, its eyes burning while I pretended not to notice. Tonight, I keep my steps quick, but not quick enough. It doesn’t matter where I turn; the ghost doesn’t need shortcuts. It’s everywhere and nowhere all at once. And when it finally happens— when the street empties out, when I am alone— it runs at me, a scream rising in my throat just as its icy hand closes around my neck. I open my eyes in my bedroom, familiar but wrong. The curtains flutter as if someone just passed through. The lamp buzzes faintly, a sound that drills into my skull. And on my neck, dark bruises bloom like shadows pressed into my skin. She’s sitting in the chair by the window, her dark hair brushing her shoulders, her face carved from stone. Her eyes flicker to mine, and she sighs as if I am a chore she cannot escape. "Another ghost," she mutters, "No. It was a person. A stalker," I voice sternly. She raises her eyebrows high, And then- Then. She. Laughs. "What should I do with you? You have your mother's black, witchy eyes, and that's why the ghosts follow you—because of it. It’s your fault, really." "Not a ghost. We need the police!" I yell. The trembling starts somewhere deep, spreading to my hands as I clutch the blanket. She stands, her shadow stretching longer than it should, pooling at her feet like ink. "Better not leave this room," she says, her voice sharp, slicing the air. "The police are not ghostbusters. What you need is not an exorcism, but…" She raises her hand, and I flinch. Her lips curl into something unreadable, her eyes piercing as she leans closer, Her icy fingers digging on my jaw "They can smell it on you— the fear, the hunger, the cracks in your mind. So get it together. I don’t want another hazard like last year." Her words hang heavy, and the air in the room thickens, pressing me into the bed. I don’t ask what happened last year. I don’t want to know.
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Friday night
by determinedSea4370
Last post
 2 days ago
...See more I didn't need it: the fizzy dulling the vulgar indulgence the release of blood. And yet that was my hand: in the fridge on the keys gripping the handle. I make my own daily apocalypse like it ever makes a difference in the relentless gray face of tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow. I keep falling for the trap of being my own fallen angel- the fruit must be bitten- that prophecy is in my blood. But for all my miserable transcendence I always return to the namesake of a damaged little girl.  And realize that I've done this to myself and everyone around me again. 
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Appreciation of Unsung Legends
by BastionKnight
Last post
 2 days ago
...See more Just a little rhyme as a thank you to some excellent people (@Innatejoy, @SolitaryBird, @blueLemon, @Tinywhisper11, @azurepond, @withpeACE, @TheSunisUpTheSkyisBlue, @halcyonCloud), as perhaps they are not acknowledged as often as they deserve. There are many more awesome people out there too, but my little brain can only scrabble together so many lines before it turns to scrambled jelly. A secret wood that maybe you pass through; Serenity and innate joy its grace. For there the Sun is up, the sky is blue, Across which a halcyon cloud might race, Ever changing, as on the zephyr blew. Nestled beneath the canopy's embrace, A reed cloaked azure pond, bejewelled with dew, Pristine mirror of celestial face. The wind, with tiny whisper calls to you. Here each fear may you now with peace replace. Enchanted beyond wildest dreams this view; A blue lemon would not seem out of place In this den of singing ash, oak, and yew, And sunlit cobwebs dance like liquid lace. A solitary bird sits watching you Which calms the heart to a sedentary pace.
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SMALL POEM (LET ME KNOW YOUR THOUGHTS)
by REGIS0405
Last post
 2 days ago
...See more I KNOW I MAKE MISTAKES I KNOW I'M SUCH A MESS BUT WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO CRUEL  WHY DO I ALL ALWAYS FEEL LIKE A FOOL  YOUR WORDS ARE SHARP AS A KNIFE  AND I JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND IF I AM THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE  WHY DO YOU KEEP BREAKING MY HEART 
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A certain blindness
by determinedSea4370
Last post
 2 days ago
...See more I had dismissed the hope that had brightened the morning curtains because the despair had tasted sweeter on my gilded pages- And if my lament is tender enough wouldn't someone else sing back my cries? But, my suffering isn't a philosophy- it isn't an aethestic. It's a raw wound that frustrates  and frightens the Tenders  of its constant bleeding. I'm not even a girl, but in fact a woman. There was an ordinary warmth in today's meals. Fresh laundry. The babyish mewling of a cat.  I like to dismiss the fact that actually I am alive. 
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A pretty warning
by determinedSea4370
Last post
 3 days ago
...See more I'm an eager abyss. I paint myself a gentle leader and daydream  of rearranging neurons of truth in children's heads- and then just watching them SEE and cry and cry.  My misery wants company. It wants an award. When the sky is grey I return to a familiar land- your endless blue skies are oppressive to me.
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The way I love
by determinedSea4370
Last post
 3 days ago
...See more I've only ever wanted your daydream- I want beautify your flesh and blood and have you tear me open and devour me.  I want your heart in my hand to quiver- a cup full of romantic tears in the sunlit abyss. The only way I know how to love is to destroy you- is to drag you down to my basement. Let's sit in the dark with this candle, baby. Let's summon some old ghosts.

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