I will be posting either poems I made or thought were very good i'd want to share with you guys .. here is my first one so far

-Inspiration

sometimes we wonder
when we will feel the thunder
deep within us
that sleeps asunder

we search far and wide
and yet we still hide
from what we are looking for
and sometimes it is right in front of her

we want that moment
that lies dormant
that will make us pround
and yet we are blind when it screams so loud

open your eyes and make us see
that big large key
that open the doors
and upon that day we will all soar

we no longer have to wonder
when we will feel the thunder
as long as we help each other
become the best part of the new world orders

Did you make this one?

Cookie, Oh cookie,
How you taunt me,
With your fiendish taste,
Your devilish charms,
I could eat a thousand,
Of your brothers and sisters,
But still, crave just one more,
In fact just the thought,
Of your scrumptious taste,
Sends me into a frenzy,
An addiction I cannot stop,
So, I’m afraid to tell you that,
You are my next on my list,
Oh large delicious cookie.

Ahmed IV wrote:Did you make this one?

yes

lol Smexy hahaha

Nice

Lmao smexy

My poem:

O World
Simple yet so complicated
You know us
We think we know you
But we build new glasses
To look at you with
While you don't wear glasses

Omg Im horrible

nono thats was not horrible!! just keep adding!
what i like to do is called quick write.. you read a poem and then write as quickly as you can all that comes to mind! it always comes out good! go ahead and give it a try... heres a poem to use this is my favorite poem this guy makes fun of love poems thats why i love it! hahaha


Litany

You are the bread and the knife,
The crystal goblet and the wine...
-Jacques Crickillon

You are the bread and the knife,
the crystal goblet and the wine.
You are the dew on the morning grass
and the burning wheel of the sun.
You are the white apron of the baker,
and the marsh birds suddenly in flight.

However, you are not the wind in the orchard,
the plums on the counter,
or the house of cards.
And you are certainly not the pine-scented air.
There is just no way that you are the pine-scented air.

It is possible that you are the fish under the bridge,
maybe even the pigeon on the general's head,
but you are not even close
to being the field of cornflowers at dusk.

And a quick look in the mirror will show
that you are neither the boots in the corner
nor the boat asleep in its boathouse.

It might interest you to know,
speaking of the plentiful imagery of the world,
that I am the sound of rain on the roof.

I also happen to be the shooting star,
the evening paper blowing down an alley
and the basket of chestnuts on the kitchen table.

I am also the moon in the trees
and the blind woman's tea cup.
But don't worry, I'm not the bread and the knife.
You are still the bread and the knife.
You will always be the bread and the knife,
not to mention the crystal goblet and--somehow--the wine.

- Billy Collins

now write what comes to mind reading this!!

Food! Breakfast to be specific.

Where did I hear the name Billy Collins before? Hmm....Oxeclean?

dude i mean you write more than that.. ughh you fool thats Billy Mays

Lol...Billy Mays...lol

Ok, some guy is talking about his breakfast and house supplies? Better?

wth!! gosh you freakish child!! lol

ok ok here write what you think of love poems then

Post one?

noooo ahh!! i feel bad for your english teacher!!!!!!

no i want YOU to write what you think about love poems

love poems
corny
sappy, romantic
makes ur gf want u
...love poems...

i forgot wat this poem format is called or if i even did it properly..

I think you were trying to make a haiku.

Love Poems

Pointless
Just words
The lover shapes the Poem
The receiver gets a different message
Love Poems

hahaha good job Semxy!!
good job Ahmed you finally got something!

You make one now

whatt???? no way i suck at love poems

nah it wasnt a haiku..
cinquane or something idk
maybe limerick..but i dont think so
haiku = 3 lines + that syllable count

Your soft touch is nothing but only soft to a tree because you cant tell the difference
Your smile matches the sun, bright and yellow
Everytime you look at me i notice you eyes and your brows point the same way.. to hell
Gosh what a man i must say..


lol thats all i got so far

dont ever write a love poem to the guy u like lmao =p

hahaha its for you Smexi its for our past relationship

+1 to smexy

Why would you mention hell in a love poem?

i was being sarcastic

our past relationship?
lol so my eyes are pointed to hell yet my smile+ touch are both so sexy
...hmm..