OUR ORIGINAL POETRY: Share It Here
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Hello there everyone!
If you're reading this it means that you probably are quite fond of poetry and writing it to. This is a thread to post all and any poetry that you may have, be it happy, sad, angry or just silly. All styles are welcome (free verse, couplets, slam) and it would be great to have at least one poem up a day for all of us to enjoy together!!
![User Profile: fineisjustalie](http://7cupstearesources.s3.amazonaws.com/memberImages/k2lje3ibmZNS42GxVomRlsc!.jpg)
(Honest Opinions Please!!!!)
I think I'm in love,
With the way you smile
Brighter tahn the sun.
You're a dove
Flying for awhile,
But never really done.
You're in my heart,
You're so sweet,
You never, ever stop.
I feel a part
Wishes we could meet
And never, ever drop.
Now one might
Wish this
Could be the end.
I will fight
For you, I miss...
My heart is yours to bend.
Now I think
I'm in love
With the stars in your eyes
I seem to shrink
When we shove
Yet you pull me from my demise.
You're so cute,
I live cause of you,
I owe you my heart.
You are my root,
I need you, too.
Oh, how I hope we never part.
I care for you
All I need
Is your smile.
You're no fool,
I have greed
It's been like this awhile.
Now I'm glad
You're my friend,
Though I don't think it's fate.
I've been sad,
But it's not the end
And I still think you're great.
I am without regret
For I'm still here,
With you might I add.
Now I'm set,
I have not to fear.
Please... just be glad.
![User Profile: Flipsides](http://d37v7cqg82mgxu.cloudfront.net/img/7cupsUser.jpg)
Here's mine that I wrote a few years ago.
Time
There once was a seed so fragile and small
That grew into a sapling mighty and tall
Will it wither away when the tree no longer grows?
Only time will tell, for time always knows.
There once were plains as flat as could be
That became mountains as tall as anyone could see.
Will it shoot above the skies or sink down below?
Only time will tell, for time always knows.
There once was a castle built by many hands
that stood stong until the stone became sand.
Will the remains be lost forever in the cold snow?
Only time will tell, for time always knows.
Discover, evolve, and fight: the history of mankind
Yet even with the past, we fight without the right mind.
And where will we be when we've no place to go?
Only time will tell, for time always knows.
Just a little poem that I wrote today from the darkness:
Attack, attack always
attack blindly
defend the indefensible
the right to destroy
violence by flag
the technowar
the idiocracy
dictatorship in the shadows
imprisoned freedom
out of focus on a webcam world
and they reward the chants
of satanic idolatry
the right to build
on the ashes of another man
attack... attack always
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dbckIuT_YDc
![User Profile: NeatHerbivore98](http://d37v7cqg82mgxu.cloudfront.net/img/7cupsUser.jpg)
I wish I could shapeshift ino every woman who you lay eyes on every day just to experience how it feels to be needed, wanted.
If only I had powers to demolish everything that wasn't you and me. Consume and devour me.
I'm so empty and with you I was full. I look at you and see despair, loneliness and passion.
Why can't you let me see beneath the surface, all your flaws the sum up everything you are.
You don't deserve my tears yet they flow so forcelessly into streams of shining silver.
There's silence when you go away, the universe stops turning, I stumble in a world I don't belong in.
Your return represents hope and promises but you keep breaking them all.
I hide it all from you, my anger, my sadness and the famous four letter words I'm scared will not effect you.
We are cursed because we are forever bound by this sin.
You belong to someone else and I belong to you.
I realized this because you never say goodbye, after hours of interaction you just disappear.
Your broken promises hurt more than the fingernails I dig deep into my skin.
I imagine they're yours so I could feel the frustration you say you feel.
Right now I want you appearing in my cold room taking my hand into the outside where adventure awaits us.
The outside where everything is allowed and forbidden is the norm.
I pray for the mountains to turn upside down
the ocean to pour into the sky
just so our paths could cross for a while.
![User Profile: Crimson147](http://7cupstearesources.s3.amazonaws.com/memberImages/k2ljeX2Vk5NS42GxV1WVypc!.jpg)
Stone body:
Everyday its the same,
Nothing I can claim.
Everything its all the same,
Why am I so lame?
Everyone still treats me the same.
Im not made out of stone.
All the words break my bone.
I tried to form stone,
But I dont like the cold.
Why am I treated like mold?
Always thrown to the cold.
I dont know.
All I know, is my body isnt stone.
-R Sada
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Tonight I hit the sack
thanks to some cognac
my Heart is a mess
my mind wont confess
And all Ive gots a snoring dog.
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@easyWater4109 - I like it!
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You and I are like a toy and a wall.
When I am wound up, I chase you blindly, not knowing that I may get damaged if we collide—
while you
stand
unfaltered
I want to see you better
I want to be close to you.
But with every
inch
closer
I am only ensuring my own downfall.
Without warning, an impact.
for a second I think I have moved you
but its not enough.
i continue my forward march
just a little more should do it
but its never enough. am i never enough?
i cant tell if youve moved or not, so the march continues
and continues
until
i slow
and the windup ends.
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Oh, Creature Fear
Look at the way the moon dances
on film and on your skin.
Hips swaying softly, as the earths
song plays within.
Did you move your feet in time?
Did your heart skip a beat?
Did you dance in another world,
with creatures Ill never meet?
Notice how the starlight shines,
on screen and behind your eyes.
Rhythm, a rolling river,
running from the lies.
Havent you played the sorrowed music?
Havent you been waiting for the light?
Havent you lost enough, Darling,
to the creatures shallow night?
Hope the river always runs,
in the script and beneath your feet.
It hurts but it makes you free,
dancing barefoot in the creek.
Are you asking for forgiveness?
Are there constellations in your dreams?
Are you braver, bolder, brighter,
than the creature makes you seem?
Believe in how your beauty snares,
the camera and my mind.
Look to the stars when youre lost,
youll be surprised what you may find.
Do you feel the earth turning?
Do you want to dance to the spinning song?
Do you follow your own path,
or have you been the creature all along?
![User Profile: bblueskies](http://7cupstearesources.s3.amazonaws.com/memberImages/m2Jsd3ubjpedlLBuWlSVxw!!.jpg)
original poem by charlotte :)
letting go
if you stare into the depth of your past
as a sea of mistakes oh-so horribly vast
youll find darkness and blood drippin
thatll make your heart retreat to rippin
if your uncontrollable tears are set free
youll drown in your minds chaotic sea
as you invite your agony to keep returnin
to the blazing river that leaves you burnin
if you allow anxiety to always hold you down
itll cut you deep, so even deeper youll drown
and dont you expect anything other than failin
as long as your hopes of happiness go unavailin
but if you stare into the depth of your past
to accept your flaws, fears, and self, at last
your anxieties will begin to appear as useless
so you dismiss all that causes you to stress
finally, you can feel at peace as you let them go
looking back now, you see nothing but a shadow
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by charlotte b.
nocturnal chaos
12:00 am.
laying in an ocean of blankets
limbs sprawled across my bed
salty tears dried on my face
wet droplets on my pillow
dismal thoughts on the loose
through the air, before my eyes
frustration, doubt, anxiety, fear,
sadness, melancholy, despair.
my head spins with these words
dark, black, thick letters
they fill my room as my heart empties
im a victim to these words.
5:30 am.
a weak heart pulls me away,
out of the storm just in time.
i close my door behind me,
and hide the words behind me.
time for another day.