Miscellaneous Poems by New Members
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Random, diverse and unusual poetry - Published by new DU Poetry members.
Koala
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:52pm
Yesterday 3:52pm
Leave
You make me feel useless
Unwanted
Unneeded
With what you do
And what you say
But that's okay
I don't need you anyway
Go ahead
Leave
Walk out that door
I don't want you here
Beacause all you ever did
Was use me
Abuse me
Leave my heart battered
You insted of helping the broken girl
You simply let her shatter
But it's all okay now
Go ahead and leave
I'm tiered of the way you make me feel
I'm tired of all of the lies
And the games
I'm tired of constantly feeling...
Unwanted
Unneeded
With what you do
And what you say
But that's okay
I don't need you anyway
Go ahead
Leave
Walk out that door
I don't want you here
Beacause all you ever did
Was use me
Abuse me
Leave my heart battered
You insted of helping the broken girl
You simply let her shatter
But it's all okay now
Go ahead and leave
I'm tiered of the way you make me feel
I'm tired of all of the lies
And the games
I'm tired of constantly feeling...
#breakup
15 reads
2 Comments
Markis
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:57pm
Yesterday 5:57pm
I am...
I walk alone on my path.
There I am, on my road again.
I walk in the valley of shadow,
My head is still up high,
My forehead touches the skies.
My mind is a million miles away.
You see me but I’m not here,
You touch me but I’m gone,
You whisper to my ear
And I don’t hear no more.
It’s just me,
It’s who I am.
I’m not a saint.
I’m not a sinner.
I’m not your beauty
Nor your prize.
I’m not evil,
I’m not good,
I’m not black,
White is not my color.
In your eyes,
I'm as marble,
But I’m fluid...
There I am, on my road again.
I walk in the valley of shadow,
My head is still up high,
My forehead touches the skies.
My mind is a million miles away.
You see me but I’m not here,
You touch me but I’m gone,
You whisper to my ear
And I don’t hear no more.
It’s just me,
It’s who I am.
I’m not a saint.
I’m not a sinner.
I’m not your beauty
Nor your prize.
I’m not evil,
I’m not good,
I’m not black,
White is not my color.
In your eyes,
I'm as marble,
But I’m fluid...
#identity
7 reads
2 Comments
_Ani_
Poem Published
18th Oct 2018 5:40pm
18th Oct 2018 5:40pm
Knowledge
Knowledge is gathered
Find it in books, read it
Talk to people and hear their stories
Then live it and breathe it
And use it to make a difference
Find it in books, read it
Talk to people and hear their stories
Then live it and breathe it
And use it to make a difference
#learning
3 reads
0 Comments
Tallen
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:52am
Yesterday 5:52am
In the Rough
unpolished
unsettled,
a crystal
flush
within a
mind's eye
Hush
awaits a
clouded
prediction
of
uncertainty
& love.
unsettled,
a crystal
flush
within a
mind's eye
Hush
awaits a
clouded
prediction
of
uncertainty
& love.
#love
#hope
11 reads
0 Comments
NohEyedentity
Poem Published
15th Oct 2018 10:02pm
15th Oct 2018 10:02pm
Who?
A week or two
A kangaroo in a human suit
Zoomed to a bank and took about half the place
Left his i.d
But havent been sited
In like a week
But im starting to think
Its the guy at that store front
Spitting rhyme junk
Dressed up as Frankenstein
Plus its only April 9th
A kangaroo in a human suit
Zoomed to a bank and took about half the place
Left his i.d
But havent been sited
In like a week
But im starting to think
Its the guy at that store front
Spitting rhyme junk
Dressed up as Frankenstein
Plus its only April 9th
#confusion
14 reads
0 Comments
cfolland122817
AidenGabriel
AidenGabriel
Poem Published
7th Oct 2018 1:03am
7th Oct 2018 1:03am
Little Librium
Happy little Librium
You take away my anxiety
Make me go to sleep
You take away my anxiety
Make me go to sleep
#anxiety
14 reads
0 Comments
Alby_Bustamante
Poem Published
6th Oct 2018 2:55am
6th Oct 2018 2:55am
I’m heaven.....there’s alley ways too
#drugs
#tobacco
#addiction
#nightmares
#temptation
24 reads
0 Comments
ArianellJones
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:56pm
Yesterday 8:56pm
Daffodil
Daffodils surround
my scent dipped in your soul
amber streaks of love
electrify my sky
with you I'm alive
with you I'm alive
my scent dipped in your soul
amber streaks of love
electrify my sky
with you I'm alive
with you I'm alive
#flowers
13 reads
3 Comments
avp
Poem Published
4th Oct 2018 5:50pm
4th Oct 2018 5:50pm
Words for grandpa
I touched your hands and they were cold.
I cried a tear and down it rolled.
Sometimes I still feel the urge to cry.
When I think about the years that went by.
Growning up was hard.
Knowing life had stopped your heart.
You went away out of the blue.
We will always miss you.
Like an arrow that never reaches it's target.
But deep down, I know we never parted.
I always admired the positivity you had in you.
Even when it was pain life put you through.
To think of your smile again,
Made me move my pen.
I cried a tear and down it rolled.
Sometimes I still feel the urge to cry.
When I think about the years that went by.
Growning up was hard.
Knowing life had stopped your heart.
You went away out of the blue.
We will always miss you.
Like an arrow that never reaches it's target.
But deep down, I know we never parted.
I always admired the positivity you had in you.
Even when it was pain life put you through.
To think of your smile again,
Made me move my pen.
#death
#IMissYou
23 reads
6 Comments
Max_7
Poem Published
3rd Oct 2018 8:23am
3rd Oct 2018 8:23am
About Last Night
About Last Night
I woke up thinking about last night
It was different, ain't like any other night
Surely it has to do with the woman on my sight
Lying on my chest on my right,
side of my heart,
As if she could understand
If only she could understand
If only what she said wasn't for real
This was never part of the deal
I mean she needed a shoulder to cry on
And I was a pillow to soke her tears on
And later she got a dick to ride on
Because we met with our souls drifting in space
From different planets, where we...
I woke up thinking about last night
It was different, ain't like any other night
Surely it has to do with the woman on my sight
Lying on my chest on my right,
side of my heart,
As if she could understand
If only she could understand
If only what she said wasn't for real
This was never part of the deal
I mean she needed a shoulder to cry on
And I was a pillow to soke her tears on
And later she got a dick to ride on
Because we met with our souls drifting in space
From different planets, where we...
#lust
42 reads
3 Comments
areleeyou
Ali
Ali
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2018 5:07pm
2nd Oct 2018 5:07pm
?
I make the decision.
I help you think.
I am working.
I exist but futile
Without you.
It's also true
The other way around.
You rarely care
But still acknowledge
My existence.
I am here,
You know me but
You don't see me.
Do you?
I am you but
you are not me
I am always
at your command
You pick your ideas
From me
I get updates from you
I agree to disagree
with heart
Because without me
You are senseless and useless
I am your mind
I help you think.
I am working.
I exist but futile
Without you.
It's also true
The other way around.
You rarely care
But still acknowledge
My existence.
I am here,
You know me but
You don't see me.
Do you?
I am you but
you are not me
I am always
at your command
You pick your ideas
From me
I get updates from you
I agree to disagree
with heart
Because without me
You are senseless and useless
I am your mind
#mystery
36 reads
4 Comments
AnonymousBystander
Poem Published
10th Oct 2018 8:51pm
10th Oct 2018 8:51pm
LBC - Leading Britain's Condescension
Forever leading Britain's condescension,
every story is an ace in the hole.
Peddling propaganda by repetition,
uniformity of thought is their goal.
By open invitation a new caller -
not as articulate as the broadcaster -
raises a sensible and cogent point.
An alternative thesis out of joint
with the monopoly of truth prevailing.
This unleashes scorn and belittlement,
tuts and sighs are added to the torment;
the host turns boorish and starts complaining.
In short, Peter Dale Scott's 'conspiracy
of denial' from this...
every story is an ace in the hole.
Peddling propaganda by repetition,
uniformity of thought is their goal.
By open invitation a new caller -
not as articulate as the broadcaster -
raises a sensible and cogent point.
An alternative thesis out of joint
with the monopoly of truth prevailing.
This unleashes scorn and belittlement,
tuts and sighs are added to the torment;
the host turns boorish and starts complaining.
In short, Peter Dale Scott's 'conspiracy
of denial' from this...
#sonnet
#philosophical
20 reads
2 Comments
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