Forum: Poetry

Empty lighter. Empty bottles. Used to be a fighter. Visiting brothels. She ran her hands through my hair. Caressing my chest. She was the only one to care. Floating happily in her breast.

So that it makes a little more sense, I'll tell you that this one was inspired by a picture of two Kayan women with neck rings, one older and one a bit younger, smiling happily, and the older one was laying on the younger one's shoulder. Years ago, when I was young She would help to ease the...

This is by far the longest poem I've ever written and also my attempt at a faerie tale of sorts. I turned it into a short story later but this was how it began its life. Hope you like it, despite being super mega long! :D A princess sits at her window Watching the prince below She watches his...

Hello AF Poets! Not yet confirmed by moderators, but I have a 2nd Poetry contest in the works which will show a number of enhancements from the 1st. I won't leak everything, but the 2nd one I can confirm will have.. - Enhanced voting system - Gimmicks added - Wild Card AND a voting system...

Love is the greatest feeling, Love is like a play, Love is what I feel for you, Each and every day, Love is like a smile, Love is like a song, Love is a great emotion, That keeps us going strong, I love you with my heart, My body and my soul,

She's holding onto him She's holding him tight. He's scared to loose her. but her hearts out of sight. She belongs to someone else. And he'll never know, How much he meant to her. His feelings, he couldn't show. He couldn't understand her. Miles apart inside,

Melancholic inspiration. Rain drops washing away in the gutter. Hearts sinking deep in loneliness People are hypocrites you can hear it in the words they utter. How can I believe in your last kiss

Payed sex. Sunbeams throwing me around. Worn out shoes, lifting me up. While earth keeps spinning round and round Drowning in the current of my hot tub She sucks my last euro’s out of my soul Trying to get close to her, so close Trying to fix the hole

The story has ended The pages are closed What a wonderful feeling Of life decomposed No tears now need shedding Though sadness is here Say goodbye to a friend From these pages’ veneer Savor this moment

Another experiment let me know what you think if you read it please.. =) Pride To find a cooler place in my life To develop a courage like no other I lust for happiness like no other So here I am on my knees like the undead I beg from these swines

Where minds may mire their ponderous desire We find the sunder of living brothers- In arms laid bare upon paths split in twain Where one might wander, the other wonders Within the insights of the surreal and the bland A sword sits between the two beaten hands, An edge for the sweetness of...

As time passes by in it's simplest form I breathe and read the abstract strings, Which connect the realms of the born To those of the three lost kings Who sat upon their thrones; Made of granite, marble and oak Which carved into their bones, The pain of their fellow folk

Between right and wrong A sliver of ambiguity- whence, Child-eyes question the world The extent of it's ambivalence It sits there unannounced In its formal attire, Outdated and outcast Without desire or ire

With these last few heartbeats I'd breathe her breath And find within her essence a soul to share, Lost in the final moments before paradise I could dream of no better measure of air And as the moment peels in tow I look back upon my life revealing, The certain sort of sacred fold ...

The winds which flow onward to the west Have beckoned forth signs of subtle behest, Which seizes my breath as I listen in silence With wonder of whether the wind is reliant Can I rightfully see it's sincerity When my eyes only see it's trail, Are the tones quite true, I wonder Or is...

Rain like falling wishes Pooling in the dark The feelings in their heart Could catch with but a spark They came black-eyed With dreams for rosaries They smelled so sweet Of sweat and rosemary I opened my arms

It came crawling to me A friend it said Its smile white as bone And eyes inside its head Like two snake-eyes dice At Craps rolled Some poor fools entire savings Now gone and sold But its wriggling form wrapped me

This isn't a traditional Valentine's poem, but something inside of me told me to write it this way this year. Love can be hard at times, but it can also be hard to control. I would appreciate criticism, as well as love to hear your comments and opinions. Thank you....

Secret Date In such a crowd There is no fate As you are watched Our secret date In your hand You speak with me To turn around Or to let you flee

No day goes by without my consent- To thank the ones who's time has been lent, To me, my worries and my silent woes For every second they have given is a treasure trove Even as I lay here in my sleepless insurrection I can't help but feel a ponderous detachment, From all I adore, care for...

Fading voices accompany visions Of times I've taken to heart, The shaking of my hands parade- Their evanescence as they depart In toiling in the material I have found the better days, Lost in the memorial, as well- As those of the amorous haze

Water playing among the dapples that the shadows make Hard to tell the threshold of the river from the lapping lake What is me and what are marks from social forge Watch the river slowly dying as the lake engorge River will you tell me where you are going to Will you exist when you meet the...

Shards of severed suns are scatter All across the view A canyons scorching spire flare Up from under you I see you on your skull marked step Your venom sword in hand From your human throne you rise Upon your minions stand

No do not move the mask Let it cover and obscure I cannot bear The eyes that stare Vacant and demure What had they seen I cannot, will not say I fear to know What they will show

The sun will come up soon... I'll be asleep then... When it will shine through your beautiful eyes... Like a gentle kiss in disguise... What it seems to be... Is a sign from the heavens... For you to rise and be about...

(Signature by MaruDashi) Hello AF and welcome to AF's very own Poetry Contest, hosted by Kagami Sama. Being your host, I can ensure that this contest will last an average of one month with the winner of this contest receiving an edited trophy, also going to be created by the great MaruDashi....

Note: I'm actually surprised by the rate I've been writing. So much inspiration. Though this one felt a little strained. As another note on it, the inspiration for this was quite... Interesting. The righteous tasted mint And caressed their putrid gold As every shimmer and twinkle laid, Their...

Hello AF Poets! When and why did you start writing poetry? Did a certain event get you into it or did you start up the hobby randomly? Me? Well in 5th grade we were having a poetry contest thing and I "almost won". Been into it ever since.

Two men fight for power Two men seek the throne One is made of brushstrokes The other well-cut stone The stone man’s eyes are piercing They see with logic gaze With sapphire pools of crystal He see’s clean through the haze

I cannot share these words with you With their darkness undefined I always try to be the hero But this time I can't, oh my~ I wonder when I can refine My thoughts upon this matter, As if every step is defined By each idea we shatter