I wrote this for a friend of mine named Roger after his mother died. He stop talking to me a while after she died and now I miss him very much. It's a free verse poem.
It's not the happiest of poems, but then again thats not my thing. Not with how I am.
A old poem
Doubt to content is a daimante poem. Daimante poem usually go from one subject to the opposite of the beginning subject, hence the name. This ones old and I wrote it awhile back. Hope you like it :)
Not sure about this one... it was just sort of a rhythmic thing with interesting sounds and imagery that came out of nowhere.
a somewhat hyperbolic celebration of the indomitable human will. Ozymandius in his heyday?
An old one. Simple, but usually well received.
Once it was written, the poem reminded me of the book 1984, among others, thus the title.
A bit of nonsense I pulled from the deepest fathoms of my vacant considerations.
It's about self harm A short free verse poem. Free verse have no rules and can be written anyway the author wants. I write like this a lot.
It's there, you just can't see it with your blinds down...
Just mindless poetry about mich!! Hope you enjoy!
I Know You're Just A Bully A poem dedicated to my whole school.
An involuntary alcoholic, a rising child celeb, a doubting teen, an aging rebel mobster and the perfect civilian. See as they unite in an adventurous tale that will make even concrete seem to spark...
A short poem about my perspective of my life