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Getting back into the groove
Hello, I used to love reading and writing poetry. I recently revived this passion after an abusive relationship. I'm a bit mediocre with poetry I must admit, but I'm hoping that I will grow with practice. I enjoy reading people's poems here too so that's fun!
One other thing, I'm hoping I will gain the confidence to write my poems and put it out there, knowing that I still have lots to learn. There was a smaller local writing group that did poetry and I felt both intimidated and overwhelmed with the already seasoned poets there as I was the only one who wasn't experienced enough to keep up with them.
But I am happy to embark on this journey that I rediscovered for myself. :)
One other thing, I'm hoping I will gain the confidence to write my poems and put it out there, knowing that I still have lots to learn. There was a smaller local writing group that did poetry and I felt both intimidated and overwhelmed with the already seasoned poets there as I was the only one who wasn't experienced enough to keep up with them.
But I am happy to embark on this journey that I rediscovered for myself. :)
Admire
I Didn't Know...
Roses are red, Violets are blue, When I first met you, I didn't think much of you.
But....
Roses aren't all red, And violets will never be blue, I told myself you weren't special, But somehow, I kept looking at you.
I ignored the signs, Thought my heart was immune, But now I see it clearly I've been falling for you.
And yet again... Roses aren't all red, And violets will never be blue, I never thought I'd feel this way, But now, all I want is you.
Roses are red, Violets are blue, When I first met you, I didn't think much of you.
But....
Roses aren't all red, And violets will never be blue, I told myself you weren't special, But somehow, I kept looking at you.
I ignored the signs, Thought my heart was immune, But now I see it clearly I've been falling for you.
And yet again... Roses aren't all red, And violets will never be blue, I never thought I'd feel this way, But now, all I want is you.
New to site

I just recently joined, and everything was pretty calm until I made the mistake of commenting on a poem by Enigma-Abyss and I have received multiple insulting comments/dms regarding the way I look and write.
I don't understand what they are talking about.
Is this a normal thing on the site?
I don't understand what they are talking about.
Is this a normal thing on the site?
Forbidden Pages
A hidden drawer, a whispered name.
A world unkown, a flickering flame.
Naked bodies,strange and bold.
Confusion stirred, a rising heat,
A throbbing pulse, a secret beat.
My innocent eyes, wide with surprise,
A new sensation, a strange sunrise.
No understanding, just a pull,
A primal urge, a world to cull.
Curiosity's hand, a trembling touch,
A hidden hunger, oh so much.
The images danced, a blurred array,
A seed of longing, sown that day.
A secret world, a hidden desire,
A burning question, setting me afire.
A world unkown, a flickering flame.
Naked bodies,strange and bold.
Confusion stirred, a rising heat,
A throbbing pulse, a secret beat.
My innocent eyes, wide with surprise,
A new sensation, a strange sunrise.
No understanding, just a pull,
A primal urge, a world to cull.
Curiosity's hand, a trembling touch,
A hidden hunger, oh so much.
The images danced, a blurred array,
A seed of longing, sown that day.
A secret world, a hidden desire,
A burning question, setting me afire.
Written by serpentscoil
(Serpantcoil)
Lee(serpantscoil)

Yo, Underground Poetry fam!
Just dropping in to send some serious vibes your way. I'm hyped to connect with this community of word-slingers, truth-tellers, and rhythm rebels. The raw energy and unapologetic voices I've seen here are inspiring, and I'm stoked to be a part of the movement. Whether I'm spitting fire or just soaking it all in, I'm ready to be moved, challenged, and uplifted by the power of poetry.
Just dropping in to send some serious vibes your way. I'm hyped to connect with this community of word-slingers, truth-tellers, and rhythm rebels. The raw energy and unapologetic voices I've seen here are inspiring, and I'm stoked to be a part of the movement. Whether I'm spitting fire or just soaking it all in, I'm ready to be moved, challenged, and uplifted by the power of poetry.
confession
Moonlight Sonata is hanging in the window crack
It wanted to reach the ground
It’s okay
I’m not here to nourish thirsty hearts
I just feel hot and wet
Cheap coffee is standing still on the sill
It wanted to take a good photo with a book
It’s okay
Whether it takes the photo or not
It doesn’t get noble
It doesn’t get mad
It just gets cold
waiting to be consumed by the abyss
Thick notebook expects much from me
It wanted to be full
It’s okay
I don’t mind the blank pages
They remind me of my early ages
Thirsty, priceless, empty…
It wanted to reach the ground
It’s okay
I’m not here to nourish thirsty hearts
I just feel hot and wet
Cheap coffee is standing still on the sill
It wanted to take a good photo with a book
It’s okay
Whether it takes the photo or not
It doesn’t get noble
It doesn’t get mad
It just gets cold
waiting to be consumed by the abyss
Thick notebook expects much from me
It wanted to be full
It’s okay
I don’t mind the blank pages
They remind me of my early ages
Thirsty, priceless, empty…
Written by Krowzwish
Hi everyone!

Glad to be here!
I always thought i was a rational guy, until i'm into poetry, LOL~~~
And i love Emily Dickinson!
I always thought i was a rational guy, until i'm into poetry, LOL~~~
And i love Emily Dickinson!
Finally a place I can place my art.
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My name is cobra. I am a legend. I know you all are talented as well I look forward to reading other peoples material.
Shhhh, he Listen to her, she listen to him, he does not neglect her, she does not neglect him, they live for the lord, together they live,
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My name is cobra. I am a legend. I know you all are talented as well I look forward to reading other peoples material.
Shhhh, he Listen to her, she listen to him, he does not neglect her, she does not neglect him, they live for the lord, together they live,
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