Today I actually put titles on my poems, because I hadn't before.
I don't have a favorite poet, mainly because I don't read very much poetry. If it's a book written in poetry, I like it, but otherwise, no.
Anyway.
You may critique/review it if you like. Or give feedback, etc. Actually, please critique it. And give feedback. Please, please, give me reasons for your opinions. I like in depth comments. (Who doesn't?)
Anyway(for the second time):
Here's the first.
Inspirat
âBe the change you want to see in the worldâ ~ Mahatma Ghandi
Life does not spring from death Freedom is not a force that breaks chains Love will not erupt from hate Power does not flow from weakness
You must make your life what it is be it happy or sad slow or fast light or burdened
You must have willpower to fight against what you do not want life does not happen, before your eyes while you watch and be lazy sitting on a couch eating Doritos
Yes, you may watch television and see what you think is life but you will never be exhilarated sitting down
You need to be the one standing at the edge of the cliff trying to keep your balance while someone is pushing you down You need to be the one rushing down the slope in makeshift skis trying to get away from your captors
No house will rise from the rubble if no one works to build it you will not eat if no food comes to your mouth
What you want will not happen if you do not make it so. (I was too lazy to finish the title)
Did you really just do that? Or is this just an illusion? This moment, this feeling It could shatter, as easily as what you did.
So don't leave me here. This little bubble of happiness Encases me in its isolation, Its blind joy, Destroying every other concern that dares to exist.
Did you really just do that? Or is this just an illusion? This moment, this feeling It could shatter, as easily as what you did.
So don't leave me here. This little bubble of happiness Encases me in its isolation, Its blind joy, Destroying every other concern that dares to exist.
This is quite intriguing. It's interesting to see that a positive emotion, happiness, is have a negative effect. That effect being the ignorance of the present situation of the speaker. Well done.
And inspiration strikes again, Pounding its bloody fist against my mind, Creating an empty sound that echoes within my skull.
And sticks and stones fly again, Breaking those inside and out, Making their emotions bleed just as their body Suffers, this tortuous existence called Life.
And dreams drift again, floating out the window of time, Lazily accumulating, like snow.
And ice breaks again, Sending dark ripples outward, Ending a life in one short breath.
Forever passing, time is our enemy and our ally. We take from time what we need, And send back what we do not want.
We may either board this boat, or send our belongings down the river, Never to be seen again.
So, before you lose the dream, Before the ice breaks, It's a race against time to take what you will and give what you must.
zOMG pg 10 blew my mind. Great job. I know I haven't been keeping track of this, but you are doing great. I can't critique this. I can't taint it with thoughts from a crap poets mind. Might I advertise this on my page? I want to add a list of Threads that I think people should read. This would be on there, if you allow it.
Yeah, it's fine if you put this on your page. Thanks anyway, I've actually decided to go a bit more internal with my writing. I think it's better than before.
Do whatever you want. It'll still be great. Danke for letting me use this, hopefully you might gain more followers. You need them, because this stuff rocks.
I loved all the recent poems. Your skill seems to be growing.....can I have some to farm it? "Fighting my demons" was excellent and it seems as if you could remold it into lyrics
