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 Feb 2019
Sparkle in Wisdom
We arrange here meeting
of poets and poems,

'Let me present' had
changed to Hello now,

'Let' hear' has changed
to whoa ,

Superb has changed
to once more ,

Poets don't go to poets
meet now,
they knock the door of
Hello Poetry

Sparkle In Wisdom
17 Feb 2019
 Feb 2019
Eloisa
If there comes a time
that you might lose me
Find me in my poetry
 Jan 2019
Nigel Finn
I just had a thought in my head-
"The art of the sonnet's not dead!
And to prove that it's true
I'll write one for you!"
...But then I wrote a limerick instead.
 Jan 2019
Sk Abdul Aziz
Take me with you
Take me into your being... Your existence
Drown me in your love
Bathe me with your rage
Submerge me in your depths
Take me to that sweet spot.. Down at the very bottom of the sea bed
Where it's all dark and calm.
Where the mind is at peace
And the soul in a state of trance
All my worries and troubles going into oblivion
Take me to that place where no light reaches
Take me to those glaciers
Where the ice melts and the droplets of cold water tease the **** outta my senses
Take me to that place where the river meets the sea and they amalgamate into a different being
Take me to those dense dangerous forests
Where I can hear it all.. The sounds of life and death both at the same time
Take me to those desolate and harsh deserts..where I can experience both the warmth and coldness of Nature at its best
Take me to those graveyards.. Where I just sit among the dead and try and listen to their stories
Take me to those ruins.. Those desolate places of destruction.. Where I  keep realizing that one day I too shall crumble and perish.. So I better make the most of whatever little time I've left
Take me to those Rocky Mountains where I can greet the clouds up close
Take me to those Rocky arches.. Those magnificent pieces of architecture.. I just wanna witness their beauty one last time
Take me to the darkness outside the planet.. Where I float in zero gravity
Floating around without a care in the world... dying a most beautiful death

Sometimes I feel so out of place in this world
A world which passes quick judgements and labels everything... Its so ******* annoying.
 Jan 2019
Cecil Miller
I followed the trades to the center of Mecca,
Maybe looking for my soul.

All I found in the people around,
Were pieces of what made the whole.

I searched in the sun for the purest light,
But my eyes could never see.

The hollowness inside my every thought
Was a hunger I couldn't feed.

There was a rubble in the sands of time,
It all turned upside down.

Suddenly I was under the water,
And hearing not a sound.

Everything was nothing then the moment came,
When everything was alight.

An opening of eyes, there was clarity,
I was passing through the light.

I can still remember serenity,
When I was safe inside the arms.

All I knew was comfort and love in the moment,
There were no alarms.

I didn't know that I was fragile,
Or an aging ghost of an old man yet to come.

I only knew in the moment that I never knew a moment,
Or where the next was from.

It would last forever, in this familiar place
Where I might have been before.

Because I recognise the light,
But not the purest light that was vacant at its core.
Written Jan 14th, 2019

Now this might offend some people, but this isn't my intention. How is it that someone could post one or two whiney lines about some break up and it winds up all over the front page, however, when effort is put into a piece of work, to create something of a poetic nature it goes by hardly noticed?
I mean, writing a one line diary entry to cry about getting dumped is not poetic. Put some effort into your art, a little structure or something. Some creative turn of phrase. Anything that is metophoric, or oximoronic might work, also. Otherwise, it might be an honest feeling that's going to get some sympathy likes, but there is nothing creative in simply declairing a broken heart. Even if it is very brief, without structure, saying something like "I'm not good enough," is not poetic or musical. Without more content, I wouldn't call it prose. At best it might be a brief, singular undetailed narative. Then hashtag some trendy words that usually have little to do with the entry. It's just doesn't make this site seem fit for decent writers.
So try this: poets, take your singular line and dual lined entries and see if you can construct an actual poem with some rhythm. An online thesaurus might help some of you when you want to rhyme, or when you don't because poetry doesn't have to rhyme.
Very, very seldom does one phrase make a poetic statement. How many times can people praise, "my boyfriend dumped me" one liners before they get eye-rolly and cynical? Let's ask Mr. Owl to lick the tootsie roll.
 Dec 2018
Sk Abdul Aziz
Greed and ambition are not bad...but they should act as a positive
motivating force and not as a negative consuming force...think of it like this...Water under a boat is necessary and helpful but when the same water rises above the boat it becomes threatening and dangerous.
 Dec 2018
Keith Wilson
You've only got one mother
faithful kind and true
Cherish her with all your heart
your guiding light
right from the start
She's there for you in good or bad
she picks you up when you are sad
she gives you lots of loving care
to help you as you grow
A loving word a tender smile
making everything worthwhile
 Dec 2018
Lora Lee
conquer me
with your words,
for I am a poet
     of soul
my mind as open
as my spread thighs
my lotus aching
to welcome
your sword of gold
Unsheathe.
Come close.

until there is no light
between us
for inside grows
a luminance,
             ever-burning
as sharp as ghost pepper
as soothing as
spilt milk
on petalsilk skin
as nourishing as
the stillness
of secret ponds
let us spin our tongues
into lava flowers
as we call forth courage
from the sunken
mists
   of
       time
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