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The poetry corner - post your poems in here

Chris_B
Blue Voices Member
Blue Voices Member

Hi everyone,

This is a thread for sharing your creative works. 

Please bear in mind our community rules before submitting your work.  

This thread is located in the BB Social Zone, so the primary purpose here is entertainment.

We will not publish poems containing dark or disturbing content, including themes of suicide, self-harm, death, dying, abuse or other forms of trauma.

Thanks for your understanding. 

 

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thankyou LR.  and scorch and JB's poems = high quality.

Ali509
Community Member

 

Hiding it in ive never shown, ive never told
Scared of moving, scared of facing, scared of growing old
Pause. Don't breathe, don't do this time again
Stop what ive made, i'm in too deep, I'm stuck in this lonely place.

 

Little_Rascal
Community Member

 

Break free

So pathetic such a poser, 
all I ever wanted was some closuer.

Fade away fade to black 
Just walk away and dont turn back

A new day has dawn, just breathe and let it be gone.

A sigh of relief, no answers to seek 
Look forward, see the opportunity, Not the retraints.

Break free.

Little_Rascal
Community Member
Just found a book of poems we studied in English lit :)"The metaphysical poets" love it!!! 

This is a poem written by John Donne to his wife when he was leaving for France

"A valediction: forbidding mourning"

As virtous men passe mildly'away,
And whisper to their soules, to goe,

Whilst some of their sad friends doe say,

The breath goes now, and some say, no:



So let us melt, and make no noise,

 No teare-floods, nor sigh-tempests move,

'Twere prophanation of our joyes

To tell the layetie our love.


Moving of th'earth brings harmes and feares,

Men reckon what it did and meant,

But trepidation of the spheares,

Though greater farre, is innocent.

The metaphysical poets didn't worry about spelling, it wasn't significant to the poems meaning 🙂

Violet_Eyes
Community Member

<<<<<<TOUCH>>>>>>

My Love Shines Within My Soul

Sunlight Bright In My Eyes 

The Ocean Is Looking At Me 

Waves Calling Violet Eyes Can You See 

I Look Until  No Further  

Love In The Eyes Of The Sun 

Smiling 

Shining 

Touching My Skin

Looking Down Upon Me


 

Smiling 

Looking Down Upon Me

Violet_Eyes
Community Member

<<>>

When I Look Into Your Eyes

When I Look Into Your Eyes

All I See Is Rain Softly On Your Face

When I Look Into Your Eyes

When I Look Into Your Eyes

Smiling Shows Across Your Face

When I Look Into Your Eyes

When You Look Into Mine

When We Look Into Our Eyes 

All I See Is Fate 

Of Rain Kissing Our Face

 

Violet_Eyes
Community Member

<<>>

Have You Seen The Stars

I Want To Be A Star

Have You Seen The Stars 

I Want To Be The Stars

So You Better Hip

Slip

Finding The Dip

Just Move Those Hips To The Left  & The Right Or Your Down

Yip You Slipped 

Damn!

Yip, Hip, Slipped, Dipped Hit......!!

Jo3
Blue Voices Member
Blue Voices Member

Mothers are meant to care

and hug you like a bear

But my mother never did

and now I feel like a kid

I wish that she would understand

instead of being the upperhand

and telling me what to do

and then making me feel blue

Mothers are menat to protect

and not forget

Mothers are meant to show

their little girl how to grow

But my mother never did

I cry so much for that attention

I just wish she knew what's her intention

It's so damn hard to be that girl

that used to have a little curl

But my mum will never change

I guess I need to see her range

and expect nothing more

even though it's still sore

I see this little girl crying

and her heart is frying

it's only time that she grows up

and tells her mum to shut up

It is sad and it is true

That one day she will see

that all I wanted was for her to hug me

 

rok
Community Member

hi everyone,
 

I have written a series of poems 'nightmare' that are in fact the true story of my life until I could escape from home aged 15, I am 63 now, I have battled through with this and I still am, I guess I will until I die. I just want to have my story heard by someone before I go, as it may help anyone in that situation to reach out before their lives are destroyed like mine has been.  Today there is help available, in my day there was nothing at all and mental illness from child abuse was hidden in a very dark place and never spoken of

I remember the words that were spoken to me by members of my family "children should be seen but never heard"

rok


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rok
Community Member

Thank you Christopher,

I hope that anyone who is suffering from abuse can stand up and talk about it, now that there is help available, there is no reason to suffer in silence anymore, you need not feel shame, you are the victim, not the perpetrator, you have the god given right to object. but in the same breath, do not hate your perpetrators, that will only make your grief worst, find it in your heart to forgive, if you delve into their past most times you will find that they are victims themselves, they know no better.

rok