damn, I'm feelin this.
For real..very good word choices..

Thank you!

I wrote this about a year ago...I actually won a little contest with it (go me) :)

What does Poetry mean to me?


what do numbers mean to a mathematician?
What does hearing mean to a musician?

What does carbon dioxide mean to the trees?
What does aquatic life mean to the seas?

Poetry is rooted deep within my soul
Without it existence is no more than a black hole
It has been by my side since before I can remember
Poetry has been there to love me, heal me and hold ME tender
It's let me relive my discontent, painful life
It's been to me the softest fur and the sharpest knife
It's a constant reminder of age old fears taking form
But even when I'm torn it's embracing my soul and keeping me warm
It's been there to break my fall and to rest wearily upon
Poetry helps me to communicate with those who've long gone

My emotions saturating the paper as I write
Taking away all traces of suffering from this plight
Called life, easing my sorrows and mending my quartered mind
The endless reminder that I AM NOT the last of my kind
I spill my cup of experience onto each and every sheet
Providing the only way to date that I can freely speak

Poetry Is me Is my blood IS my body IS my essence
If it left me my soul would surely follow it to the heavens
Inside I'd shrivel and decompose, leaving behind just a shell
A heartbeat would remain, but no spirit there would dwell
You see Poetry and I became ONE as I slid from the canal of birth
And Poetry will be with me far beyond my body becoming one with this earth
Now you know just a touch of what Poetry means to me
It is my way of survival, my best friend, and what it means to ME

To be free.



thanks for reading it...

I really like your poetry. Sometimes it sounds good but doesn't flow as smoothly as I think it could with a few touches. I really like your context though and that they paint a mental image for me. I hope the fact that I gave constructive criticism doesn't offend you, I'm just being as real as possible. I really like your love poems. I can't write love poems..all of my poetry is depressing..when i'm sad I write poetry and when I'm happy I paint...anyway, keep writing and I hope to see more from you..

~Hollie

Thank you guys for the compliments!
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Thank you! :)

Hi everyone. I'm new to this site and figured since there was an area to post poetry I would post mine...here goes..

1. UNTITLED
My heart is torn, unraveled at the seams,
my future is cloudy, packed with unfulfillable dreams
I'm slipping off the edge of a canyon, into the dark unknown
with no one there to save me, slowly falling all alone
i feel so lost on my journey of existance
my body feels hollow, limp and listless
my depression remains the same
fear, sadness, anger and pain
floating through life wearing a mask
just answering "fine", if anyone asks
Life seems to have left me in the past how did I get nowhere so damn fast?
How can I be loved if I don't love me?
teetering on the edge, either save or shove me,
I cannot maintain the way that I have
pretending I'm fine, so many forced laughs
smiling around anyone and on the phone,
but when I get home and I'm all alone,
the tears stream down my face and slide to the floor
I cry until I'm exhausted to my very core
sleep is my salvation, a comforting friend
come to visit every night and whenever he can
its the only time happy thoughts dance in my brain
the unconscience hallucionations that take away the pain
my soul is broken, my heart yearns for an unattainable embrace
I suppose it's indefinate how long I'll be in this cold and loney place
This dark, desolate dwelling inside my mind
where unfortanately I spend entirely too much time



2. GOD'S TOUCH
I lay upon the ground, pouring tears into soil,
weak, alone and destroyed by the turmoil,
the pain that has become my everyday
my soul slowly drowns in sorrow as I lay
Though I want to stand, be proud and survive
my body won't move and my heart is deprived
of the love it needed in order to thrive
my breath still comes, therefore I am alive
but if I'm not dead, this must be what it's like to die
I'm paralyzed and want to scream for aide
My mouth says "help", though no word was made
my voice is weak and no one is around
no one to hear me calling, as I die upon the ground
no one to save me from unavoidable fate
only God to take me by the hand and guide me to the gate
as He reaches down and lifts me to my feet
I'm ready to go with Him, take me from this heat
but instead he lifts my chin and I look into the sky
there is no face, only his hand and the urge to cry
without words new feelings start to flood
I'm suddenly no longer alone, I think this is "being loved"
people I didn't see before are there, crying with me in the rain
sent by God to help, but I was blinded by the pain
I take their hand and they hold my tattered soul near
this was a lesson learned, and God must've wanted me here
to see the whole time I thought I walked continuously alone
God had sent me love on my walk, I just needed to be shown




3. RESPECT EARTH
Do you hear it? Mother Earth is crying
A river of polluted tears flows as something else is dying
Our species has raped her and think she'll be fine
And when she dies and subsequently so does mankind
there'll be nothing of our history and the achievements we've made
we'll be known only for destruction and the roles we played
in the annhilation everthing living cell,
from Africa to Europe and even the very homes we dwell,
what will we do if distant generations suffer?
because of how we lived and because of our careless blunders
Teach by example, take care of whats ours today,
because this is where your grandchildren will one day play




4. EARTH BOUND
To fly again with those that I love
Soaring high with the sparrows and doves
to feel the breeze through my silky hair
and know that I can go virtually everywhere
tears stream from my eyes I reminisce
never again to feel the wind's gentle kiss
for I am stuck gazing upward at the sky
broken wings and no matter how hard I try
I cant leave the soil on which I stand
pointed to the heavens is my bloody hand
begging for someone to come to my aide
praying for some other price to be paid
but it is hopeless, as my life has become
for no one can save me from what I've done
careless acts and my neglectful ways
sentenced me to earth for all of my days
my cries of sorrow through the sky rings
so I weep upon the ground with broken, bloody wings




5. GENERATION OF WOMEN LOST
She couldn't have known that day she'd die,
by the abusive hand of a wondering eye,
She fell down the stairs, ran into the door,
All lies, we all know he strikes her and calls her whore,
Why she covered for him I'll never understand,
And stayed while he cheated and let him ruin her plan,
She wanted to be famous, a legend in her own time,
But he wanted a slave, a servant in her prime,
Girl what were you thinking? Not running like hell?
Forgetting about him, he's only a memory and a story to tell,
A story of strength and the power to leave,
And not to accept a man who beats and deceives,
But that's not what went down that fateful night,
When the crowbar went beyond the usual fight,
And now she's not famous, not a legend, not breathing,
not a mother, just broken all over and bleeding,
If she would've only listened to advice it wouldn't have been this way,
If she would've ran the first time he hit her, that very day,
Her grieving spirit would not sit, weeping at her grave,
Dwelling on how easily her innocent life could have been saved




6. POEM TO MY DAUGHTER
seeing your face was a joy like no other
my child was finally here, my beautiful daughter
with your silky brown hair and radiant blue eyes
you are the love of my life, my highest of highs
every time you smile you make my heart melt
my adoration for you is like none I've ever felt
i wish for you happiness and all your dreams come true
and health, wealth, strength and honesty too
I'm behind you in every choice you make
praising your triumphs and helping with mistakes
this is your life, enjoy it and make good impact
you can change the world, you ARE what it lacked
my aspirations for you are great beyond compare
I cant wait for the happiness you and i will share
You are beautiful my daughter, inside and out
when you laugh, when you sleep, even when you pout
I hope you become all you wish to be
But wonderful and perfect you'll always be to me.




7. MENTAL ABYSS

It's a long climb that I'm not sure I can make
with razor-sharp edges that I helped to create
this anger that lives deep in my sub-conscience
pushing me farther down as I try to get out of this
my persistent sadness is like a never ending thunderstorm
soaking this ragged cliff and making my fingers unable to perform
each clap of thunder is changed into laughter
not mine but of those who got up faster
mocking my incapable hands as I slide farther within
blood now cascading down the walls as I slowly give in
I close my eyes and leave it up to fate
release my tortured mind let go of what I hate
falling a million miles an hour I'm finally at peace
the wind wrapping my abused body in the softest of fleece
I will fall until the end of time
inside my troubled, troubled mind



8.TEARS OF THE TWINS
I can still hear it echoing in my head
"I'm so sorry girls, but your daddy is dead"
I'm still standing at his casket, begging for his warm embrace
not fully comprehending what had taken place
thinking he was sleeping and would be coming home when we leave
we didn't understand this would be it, not even a grave to go and grieve
we didn't understand what creamated meant
or why into a lake his ashes were sent
what does that mean that it was his will?
Its not the same to have nowhere to let tears spill

I wish I had five more minutes with him alive
I wish the accident never happend, no one drinks and drives
I wish I could sit again in his lap, to be a little girl
and soak up all his love before he left this world
or to smell him one more time or have more I remember
or just go back to that cold day in december
when a set of twin girls were indroduced to their dad
and every second was cherished because we knew 7 years was all we had
those words changed me and haven't gone away no matter how I've pled
"I'm so sorry girls but your daddy is dead"