Adam Posted October 30, 2001 Share Posted October 30, 2001 :excited: ATTENTION :excited: As a hobby, I'm thinking about making a poetry website to feature teen poems and stuff (because I think other sites that provide this service all SUCK and I want to give people a decent place). Well, to put such a site up, I'll need submissions. Now, before you say 'But Adam, we have a poetry corner topic', let me tell you that it's too unformatted. The format to submit poems via this post is as follows: Reply with ONE POST PER PERSON with each of those posts containing all the poems you'd like to submit. Also include your name, email address, and poem's title, and not JUST the poem but an explanation/analysis of your own poem as well. Poems can be on ANY topic. Take your time with this, I want to, with your help, make the highest quality teen poetry site on the 'net. I tried to find a similar site to submit my own stuff but I had no such luck, just a bunch of super commercial crap with billions of ads everywhere and god-awful super-big, fancy schmansy layouts. Let's show them who's boss the otaku way:). Hope people respond. -Ad PS - We have some cool incentives to the best poets btw:), I like giving attention to those who deserve it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cecil Posted October 30, 2001 Share Posted October 30, 2001 Hey Adam, I'm a little confused about what you meant by... [QUOTE] Origanlly posted by Adam: not JUST the poem but an explanation/analysis of your own poem as well. [/QUOTE] Oh, I got a poem, I will write it here so if I don't finish it than I will say so. [B]The One[/B] By Ryan Nill (BWAHAHAHA My true name has been revealed :laugh:) [email]mightywarlord@hotmail.com[/email] When will you come along? Into my worthless life I'm waiting for you Please come soon I don't know what I'll do with out you You have to be smart You have to be beautiful You have to be funny But what I want Most of all Is some one that will talk to me I'm lonely I need to see you soon Please come into my worhtless life When will you come along? Bla I came up with that one on the spot I hope you like it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mornigndew Posted October 30, 2001 Share Posted October 30, 2001 [color=blue] What a great idea. I'll give it a try, but I have to crack my head to come up with a poem. This is good for people with talent. [/color] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BabyGirl Posted October 30, 2001 Share Posted October 30, 2001 [color=deeppink]This is an awesome idea Adam...I love poetry :excited: [i]This is the poem with the most heart that I have written to date...[/i] [b]In My Dreams (Eric)[/b] [size=1][i]By Jenna Winter[/size][/i] [i]In my dreams I saw my brother walk, He chased me around our house. His cerebral palsy gone, Extinguished from his body. He talked to me about the things we?ve missed Over the years. It was nice to hear his voice, His real voice, For the first time, And we conversed till midnight. He yawned and told me to take him outside, Down to the pond. We caught frogs by flashlight, But they wriggled out of his small, inexperienced hands. He giggled with delight, Told me that he liked the way that they felt. I gave him a ride back up to the house, His sleepy head bobbing up and down, On my shoulder. I slipped him into bed, Covered his brand new body, His brand new strength. As I looked down at him, He opened his eyes, And he smiled up at me, I smiled back tears that threatened to fall as, unbroken, Eric told me that he loved me.[/i] I that one is actually quite self-explanatory. If you have farther inquiry about it...I'd be happy to indulge... [b]Untitled[/b] [i]I think I imagine too much, To think of how it would be, To think of what you would do. But I imagine? And my imagination runs wild, I try to keep the thoughts at bay, Try to not let them trample my mind? But you, Your footprints are apparently all over my smile. There isn?t a moment I don?t think about you, To think of what we could have, What could be between us, Possibilities are endlessly crossing my mind. Damn you, distractions, When my thoughts turn to you, But then again I still think about what you would do? And how it would be? And how much you have me hooked. They say I?m obsessed, But not I, couldn?t be, I?m just terribly, hopelessly, in lust with you.[/i] Heh, should be obvious that that one is about a crush I once had...I have deeper poems, but most of them are way too personal. So that's it :D[/color] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cecil Posted October 30, 2001 Share Posted October 30, 2001 [QUOTE]Origanally posted by BabyGirl:[COLOR=deeppink] It was nice to hear his voice, His real voice, [/COLOR] [/QUOTE] Well, I understand this poem except this line. I know that your brother is *seraches mind for the right word* phyically challenged... or was he mentally challenged? (I'm sorry if I'm using the wrong words cause I know you wouldn't like it if I said retarted or handicapped) Anyways how would you not be able to hear his real voice? Or is it just a lined you used to make it have more feeling or something like that? Whoops, I said I would only post one. hehe... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Break Posted October 30, 2001 Share Posted October 30, 2001 [QUOTE][i]Originally posted by BabyGirl [/i] [B][color=deeppink]This is an awesome idea Adam...I love poetry :excited: [i]This is the poem with the most heart that I have written to date...[/i] [b]In My Dreams (Eric)[/b] [size=1][i]By Jenna Winter[/size][/i] [i]In my dreams I saw my brother walk, He chased me around our house. His cerebral palsy gone, Extinguished from his body. He talked to me about the things we?ve missed Over the years. It was nice to hear his voice, His real voice, For the first time, And we conversed till midnight. He yawned and told me to take him outside, Down to the pond. We caught frogs by flashlight, But they wriggled out of his small, inexperienced hands. He giggled with delight, Told me that he liked the way that they felt. I gave him a ride back up to the house, His sleepy head bobbing up and down, On my shoulder. I slipped him into bed, Covered his brand new body, His brand new strength. As I looked down at him, He opened his eyes, And he smiled up at me, I smiled back tears that threatened to fall as, unbroken, Eric told me that he loved me.[/i] I that one is actually quite self-explanatory. If you have farther inquiry about it...I'd be happy to indulge... [b]Untitled[/b] [i]I think I imagine too much, To think of how it would be, To think of what you would do. But I imagine? And my imagination runs wild, I try to keep the thoughts at bay, Try to not let them trample my mind? But you, Your footprints are apparently all over my smile. There isn?t a moment I don?t think about you, To think of what we could have, What could be between us, Possibilities are endlessly crossing my mind. Damn you, distractions, When my thoughts turn to you, But then again I still think about what you would do? And how it would be? And how much you have me hooked. They say I?m obsessed, But not I, couldn?t be, I?m just terribly, hopelessly, in lust with you.[/i] Heh, should be obvious that that one is about a crush I once had...I have deeper poems, but most of them are way too personal. So that's it :D[/color] [/B][/QUOTE] [SIZE=1]That... that is beautiful...:love: The crow he sat glowring at me I stared back but he grinned and said gloating in his tree you shold never have sinned ah that suks...:([/SIZE] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Transtic Nerve Posted October 30, 2001 Share Posted October 30, 2001 [size=3][b][i]Hell[/i][/b][/size] By Transtic Nerve (Chris) [list][b]Hell? Does it exist? If so where? And Why? When one thinks of Hell They think fire, Satan, dungeon-like. But is that real? Does it exist in this world of ours? Hell is not what we think Hell is a thought A feeling... Hell isn't a place for us to go It isn't a place for souls who are bad Hell makes us bad For we are hell. Hell is a thought, a feeling in one It is the way one handles a situation It is a way one feels for others A certain thing that doesn't escape us The saying "... a Living Hell" It's true, you live hell everyday Every night, everytime you open your eyes everytime you talk, move, breathe Hell is around you... Hell is you! Hell is what ruins our lives A place could not be as bad as a feeling A feeling that is the worst of all The feeling of Hell.... What burns us not, What keeps us in, What is toturous to our souls The hell spoke of is not a place For a feeling... Sorrow, Guilt, Jealousy, All feelings of Hell They are Hell! Why must Hell be this? Why must i live Hell everyday? Why does my body cover up this Hell? Why can't we rid ourselves of it? Why does it exists in me? In anyone? What have I,... We, done to deserve this? If this is hell... Where's my heaven?[/list][/b] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BabyGirl Posted October 30, 2001 Share Posted October 30, 2001 [QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Cecil [/i] [B] Well, I understand this poem except this line. I know that your brother is *seraches mind for the right word* phyically challenged... or was he mentally challenged? (I'm sorry if I'm using the wrong words cause I know you wouldn't like it if I said retarted or handicapped) Anyways how would you not be able to hear his real voice? Or is it just a lined you used to make it have more feeling or something like that? Whoops, I said I would only post one. hehe... [/B][/QUOTE] [color=deeppink][size=1]Basically it means that in my dream, he could speak perfect English, just like any little brother :) And yes, Eric is physically challenged...not mentally, but because his motor skills are impared by his cerebral palsy, it is not easy for him to talk. Please please, don't make fun of anyone with special needs who has speech impediments or something of the like...it hurts me muchly when I hear people doing that :([/color][/size] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Break Posted October 30, 2001 Share Posted October 30, 2001 [QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Transtic Nerve [/i] [B][size=3][b][i]Hell[/i][/b][/size] By Transtic Nerve (Chris) [list][b]Hell? Does it exist? If so where? And Why? When one thinks of Hell They think fire, Satan, dungeon-like. But is that real? Does it exist in this world of ours? Hell is not what we think Hell is a thought A feeling... Hell isn't a place for us to go It isn't a place for souls who are bad Hell makes us bad For we are hell. Hell is a thought, a feeling in one It is the way one handles a situation It is a way one feels for others A certain thing that doesn't escape us The saying "... a Living Hell" It's true, you live hell everyday Every night, everytime you open your eyes everytime you talk, move, breathe Hell is around you... Hell is you! Hell is what ruins our lives A place could not be as bad as a feeling A feeling that is the worst of all The feeling of Hell.... What burns us not, What keeps us in, What is toturous to our souls The hell spoke of is not a place For a feeling... Sorrow, Guilt, Jealousy, All feelings of Hell They are Hell! Why must Hell be this? Why must i live Hell everyday? Why does my body cover up this Hell? Why can't we rid ourselves of it? Why does it exists in me? In anyone? What have I,... We, done to deserve this? If this is hell... Where's my heaven?[/list][/b] [/B][/QUOTE] [SIZE=1]Chris... you are amazing...[/SIZE] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DeathKnight Posted October 30, 2001 Share Posted October 30, 2001 [QUOTE][i]Originally posted by BabyGirl [/i] [B] [color=deeppink][size=1]Please please, don't make fun of anyone with special needs who has speech impediments or something of the like...it hurts me muchly when I hear people doing that :([/color][/size] [/B][/QUOTE] [color=crimson][b][size=1]I beat up people that make fun of other people.... since i've been made fun of since.... i can remember....[/color][/b][/size] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Break Posted October 30, 2001 Share Posted October 30, 2001 [SIZE=1]My cousin is Autistic... but he is like that. And I hate people who use looks and other phisycal things, 'tis why I hate me... sometimes... I sometimes poke fun of people who poke fun of me, and I'm good with words but I cannot write a descent poem...[/SIZE] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Transtic Nerve Posted October 30, 2001 Share Posted October 30, 2001 [QUOTE][i]Originally posted by ShadowGohan [/i] [B] [SIZE=1]Chris... you are amazing...[/SIZE] [/B][/QUOTE] Wow..... thank you.... seriously... no one's ever said that. That was my first, and only poem I've written so far... I'm thinking of writing another but the time just hasn't come by yet... perhaps I will write another soon. Thank you though :) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
stardust Posted October 30, 2001 Share Posted October 30, 2001 [COLOR=darkblue]ok,stand back and be amazed!POETRY BY STARDUST[/COLOR] stardust [email]pixiesparkles822@mail.com[/email] aim:pixiesparkles822 [COLOR=limegreen]The things I like[/COLOR] [I]I like to watch the stars at night, when I'm all alone I like to daydream of worlds all my own I like the rainbows after rainy days I like to pick roses and I wish that they could stay I like to walk through fields, of colorful wildflowers I like mystical things unicorns and magic powers I like to walk along the seaside from time to time then for just a moment the whole world would be mine[/I] PHILOSOPHY [I]Lifes a one way street that teaches everything but what's the point of living? if you can't have everything People miss the point happens everytime it's not the life your living but the life you've lived Philosophy's another thing few people understand words that make no sense when first said but those few words can change everything You can see the stars shining in the sky but it doesn't mean you can see the light Courage comes from the soul love from the heart but people overlook the true experience of both To wrap up this tale Never forget things aren't what they appear to be and that's enough said [/I] the first one was written from my love of the world,everything I like sumed up in a poem the second one,comes from my love of philosophy,and some song lyrics also inspired it Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Break Posted October 30, 2001 Share Posted October 30, 2001 [SIZE=1]Soz to double post but I have a poem: He waits, with clear mind Waiting for him to come He has his paper of reasoning And his terrorist's gun In the afternoon In a blue estate car He waits for him For him to arrive For the time has come His hands shake His gun now seems useless The door opens He steps out and sees him The gun rattles [I]Bam[/I] And again [I]Bam[/I] People stare and scream The discarded paper left Beside the victim Soaked in the blood Of the innocent He drops his gun And sits crosslegged In the road he waits again For the police cars to come And now his concience Is filled with guilt and terror He starts to look around The police are walking now He starts to write With his ballpoint pen He writes a note to say They'll never get him He picks again the gun Once again it sheds it's metal tears Into his body And he falls onto the black ground The police run now to him Too late the deed is done For the paper he had written Is in the blood of guilty... Ah, that was good, dya like it? It's about a murderer...[/SIZE] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lady Macaiodh Posted October 30, 2001 Share Posted October 30, 2001 the first one is a metaphor for an abusive relationship, "winter" being the actual relationship, & "spring" being the breakup. i was torn between wanting him desperately & knowing that he was bad for me. Skeletal. For Phil Jan 1997 Why is it that winter speaks to the world in such low cold tones, with his pale blue stares that pierce my warm heart like his icicle fingers? Spring looms terribly in the distance, miles away from frightening him off. And though I hate the green he Scratches from my eyes, I long for the abusive chill of his breath. For what purpose, Winter, do you stay? Is it not enough that you bring death And setting to each new sunrise, Inhibiting scavengers and beetles From feeding on decomposing bodies? I wait, watching for your exit And the entrance of Spring, Terrified that the fleeting cold, Which preserves morgues and corpses, Will leave in its place, The humid, sickly smell of my own decay. ---------------------------------------------------- this one is basically saying that we must oversome the horrors in the world we live in, rise up, & become stronger b/c of it. DeathKnight, this one's for you! Meditation. for the USRs 6/98 In my disgust I have closed myself? I wrap my wings of anger Tightly around my body, Tighter around my soul, Frantic that the world Should not seep through any spaces Between each fringe of feather. Contaminated, but still White as Snow, I turn from the world?s ways, My face pointing to the East, Breathing in its coolness. I cannot explain why I have been chosen To lead this complex life, To know what I have come to know, To stand unshadowed in the face Of my own self-loathing & conquer it day by day. I will not sit idle while I destroy My own self-respect, While I let the world & Ignorance & inclinations break me. I will raise my eyes to the sun & they will be wide open to its brilliance. ---Deborah Macaiodh [EMAIL=ruca_1488@yahoo.com]ruca_1488@yahoo.com[/EMAIL] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Break Posted October 30, 2001 Share Posted October 30, 2001 [QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Transtic Nerve [/i] [B] Wow..... thank you.... seriously... no one's ever said that. That was my first, and only poem I've written so far... I'm thinking of writing another but the time just hasn't come by yet... perhaps I will write another soon. Thank you though :) [/B][/QUOTE] [SIZE=1]Why thank me? That poem was just... so amazing, it shows in you.[/SIZE] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DeathKnight Posted October 30, 2001 Share Posted October 30, 2001 [QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Lady Macaiodh [/i] [B]this one is basically saying that we must oversome the horrors in the world we live in, rise up, & become stronger b/c of it. DeathKnight, this one's for you! Meditation for the USRs 6/98 In my disgust I have closed myself? I wrap my wings of anger Tightly around my body, Tighter around my soul, Frantic that the world Should not seep through any spaces Between each fringe of feather. Contaminated, but still White as Snow, I turn from the world?s ways, My face pointing to the East, Breathing in its coolness. I cannot explain why I have been chosen To lead this complex life, To know what I have come to know, To stand unshadowed in the face Of my own self-loathing & conquer it day by day. I will not sit idle while I destroy My own self-respect, While I let the world & Ignorance & inclinations break me. I will raise my eyes to the sun & they will be wide open to its brilliance. ---Deborah Macaiodh [/B][/QUOTE] [color=crimson][b][size=1]Very nice poem[/color][/b][/size] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
stardust Posted October 30, 2001 Share Posted October 30, 2001 figures nobody likes my poems Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sara Posted October 30, 2001 Share Posted October 30, 2001 [SIZE=1]I don't know guys... I used to write this really scary depressing stuff.... I finally cleaned up my life, and haven't written a single poem since. So anything I submit now will either be old and depressing or brand-new and unpolished.[/SIZE] :cross: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DeathKnight Posted October 30, 2001 Share Posted October 30, 2001 [QUOTE][i]Originally posted by stardust [/i] [B]figures nobody likes my poems [/B][/QUOTE] [color=crimson][b][size=1]Mebbe we are havin a hard time reading all these at once... lol.... Very nice poem StarDust[/color][/b][/size] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Break Posted October 30, 2001 Share Posted October 30, 2001 [SIZE=1]stardust, why are you saying that? No ones commented on mine yet, so?? Geeze...[/SIZE] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DeathKnight Posted October 30, 2001 Share Posted October 30, 2001 [QUOTE][i]Originally posted by ShadowGohan [/i] [B][SIZE=1]stardust, why are you saying that? No ones commented on mine yet, so?? Geeze...[/SIZE] [/B][/QUOTE] [color=crimson][b][size=1] *sweat drops and reads SG's poem* Very Nice poem SG[/color][/b][/size] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Break Posted October 30, 2001 Share Posted October 30, 2001 [SIZE=1]Ken! That doesn't mean you have to, I was just commenting on how I don't mind and that stardust moans... anyway, thanks. :D[/SIZE] [SIZE=1]Is my poem kinda your, "thing" Ken? PS.Do you want to be on my Shadow list![/SIZE] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DeathKnight Posted October 30, 2001 Share Posted October 30, 2001 [QUOTE][i]Originally posted by ShadowGohan [/i] [B][SIZE=1]Ken! That doesn't mean you have to, I was just commenting on how I don't mind and that stardust moans... anyway, thanks. :D[/SIZE] [SIZE=1]Is my poem kinda your, "thing" Ken? PS.Do you want to be on my Shadow list![/SIZE] [/B][/QUOTE] [color=crimson][b][size=1]I like things that are kind of... dark.... and evil... bwahahahahahaha erm...:drunk::therock: heh.... Sure... i'll be on the shadow list....[/color][/b][/size] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Break Posted October 30, 2001 Share Posted October 30, 2001 [QUOTE][i]Originally posted by DeathKnight [/i] [B] [color=crimson][b][size=1]I like things that are kind of... dark.... and evil... bwahahahahahaha erm...:drunk::therock: heh.... Sure... i'll be on the shadow list....[/color][/b][/size] [/B][/QUOTE] [SIZE=1]I can write you a story. Bwahahahahaha... ermm...[/SIZE] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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