The poetry corner - post your poems in here

[Chris_B]

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. 

[Not_Batman]

first day of school, walking with mum

I was playing around, and fell on my bum

skinned my knee, tore my pants, and cried

All because my shoelaces weren't tied.

Could have been worse, like falling in a trash can.

just a little poem from this little Not_Batman

[hellohi]

Amazing poem Not_Batman!

[the_black_rabbit]

here's a poem i made back in june of lock dawn, enjoy 🙂

This year is kinda boring,
Sitting here with lazy me.
I feel like bed snoring,
There Is nothing to see.
Feeling like it won’t end,
I’m so bored I’l meow.
I know lite can bend,
What day is it now? ~ the black rabbit. june 2020 ~

[Not_Batman]

Knock knock. who’s there? A feeling in your gut.

i dont know this feeling

Knock knock. who’s there? A feeling in your gut.

i dont like this feeling

Knock knock. who’s there? A feeling in your gut.

The pressure, i cant breathe

Knock knock. who’s there? A feeling in your gut.

this isnt right, this isnt me

Knock knock. who’s there? A feeling in your gut.

i thing theres something wrong

Knock knock. who’s there? A feeling in your gut.

i need help, please help me.

Knock knock. who’s there..

My name is help! You asked for me?

...its a work in progress reminding me that the feelings are there but so is help.

Not_Batman

[MochaMochi]

I have a haiku, here it goes:

Cherry Blossoms
They flutter slowly
In a whirlwind of petals
Pink flowered beauties

[Katyonthehamsterwheel]

You prodded, pushed and poked.
Filling up all the small spaces. Until there was no room left. None at all…
Now I walk in the sunshine, a light breeze, it’s glorious
But still I feel it.

All the interstitial spaces between my every living cell.
Lies hell.
I’m a bloated bag of blood
And bones
And not enoughs

It’s not held there by truth, you know?
(I know)
Just a sticky mess of meanness.

[Guest_1643]

hey Katy - i love this poem. It's absolutely amazing. Love the last stanza.

[Katyonthehamsterwheel]

Thanks so much, Sleepy x

[hellohi]

Sonnet

Lost

Looked at the reflection at the mirror,
But the reflection seemed like a stranger,
I killed the real me, I am a killer
Of my own hope, is there a remainder?

Clouds partying, but it’s all lies around me
I am miserable, tired, I am lost
Why am I always at war with peace?
People pushed away, people needed the most

Despite my wish, there is no acceptance
Then why are we told no one is perfect
In my surrounding is just repentance
How do I live life with such contradict?

What am I doing here? What is my purpose?
Lost, gone somewhere where I don't even know

[hellohi]

I wrote another sonnet, its called Drowning.

Drowning

Lungs burning, red eyes, limbs aching, mind blank,
Sound of the ocean's roar is all I can hear,
Wonder if my mind is playing a prank,
Water swallowing me, I can't come clear,

Screaming without noise, crying without tears,
Head spins as I try gasping to get air,
I feel all my melancholy and fears,
Will I die or be able to repair?

Lost, falling, gone somewhere that is not known,
I couldn't be what you wanted me to be,
Sorry, I let you down, just let me drown,
I am sinking, I won't and can't come free,

Feeling puzzled, I look in the mirror,
But the reflection seems like a stranger.