Poems About Life As A Writer Published by Members Recently Online
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Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2024 2:29pm
2nd Aug 2024 2:29pm
I do not need comments, i need poetic justice and honesty
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#LifeAsAWriter
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The_Darkness_Insid
Poem Published
14th Jun 2024 7:24pm
14th Jun 2024 7:24pm
Im Gone
I have nothing left to say
So I guess its time to go
I'd like think Ill stay away
But you never really know
It has always been about release
The purpose has been met
The dark thoughts have begun to cease
No longer feel a threat
If you never see my works again
Just know that I am free
I am laying down my pen
No need to search for me
I leave behind my pain in word
If someone feels alone
Know that you are not unheard
Your suffering not unknown
So I guess its time to go
I'd like think Ill stay away
But you never really know
It has always been about release
The purpose has been met
The dark thoughts have begun to cease
No longer feel a threat
If you never see my works again
Just know that I am free
I am laying down my pen
No need to search for me
I leave behind my pain in word
If someone feels alone
Know that you are not unheard
Your suffering not unknown
#bittersweet
#LifeAsAWriter
258 reads
The_Darkness_Insid
Poem Published
14th Jun 2024 7:24pm
14th Jun 2024 7:24pm
Im Gone
I have nothing left to say
So I guess its time to go
I'd like think Ill stay away
But you never really know
It has always been about release
The purpose has been met
The dark thoughts have begun to cease
No longer feel a threat
If you never see my works again
Just know that I am free
I am laying down my pen
No need to search for me
I leave behind my pain in word
If someone feels alone
Know that you are not unheard
Your suffering not unknown
So I guess its time to go
I'd like think Ill stay away
But you never really know
It has always been about release
The purpose has been met
The dark thoughts have begun to cease
No longer feel a threat
If you never see my works again
Just know that I am free
I am laying down my pen
No need to search for me
I leave behind my pain in word
If someone feels alone
Know that you are not unheard
Your suffering not unknown
#bittersweet
#LifeAsAWriter
258 reads
missjem56
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 1:03pm
12th Jan 2025 1:03pm
'I' Blames The BBC!
Since when
Did the first letter I
Become silent
In the word medicine?
Now pronounced as: medcine
Therefore:
Medcine ball?
Medcine doctor etc?
It's wrong!
Bring back the 'I'
Let it live again!
Poor thing, being ghosted like that...
'I' blames the BBC!
by Jemia
Did the first letter I
Become silent
In the word medicine?
Now pronounced as: medcine
Therefore:
Medcine ball?
Medcine doctor etc?
It's wrong!
Bring back the 'I'
Let it live again!
Poor thing, being ghosted like that...
'I' blames the BBC!
by Jemia
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#PowerOfWords #satirical
#PowerOfWords #satirical
33 reads
0 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 1:03pm
12th Jan 2025 1:03pm
'I' Blames The BBC!
Since when
Did the first letter I
Become silent
In the word medicine?
Now pronounced as: medcine
Therefore:
Medcine ball?
Medcine doctor etc?
It's wrong!
Bring back the 'I'
Let it live again!
Poor thing, being ghosted like that...
'I' blames the BBC!
by Jemia
Did the first letter I
Become silent
In the word medicine?
Now pronounced as: medcine
Therefore:
Medcine ball?
Medcine doctor etc?
It's wrong!
Bring back the 'I'
Let it live again!
Poor thing, being ghosted like that...
'I' blames the BBC!
by Jemia
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#PowerOfWords #satirical
#PowerOfWords #satirical
33 reads
0 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 1:03pm
12th Jan 2025 1:03pm
'I' Blames The BBC!
Since when
Did the first letter I
Become silent
In the word medicine?
Now pronounced as: medcine
Therefore:
Medcine ball?
Medcine doctor etc?
It's wrong!
Bring back the 'I'
Let it live again!
Poor thing, being ghosted like that...
'I' blames the BBC!
by Jemia
Did the first letter I
Become silent
In the word medicine?
Now pronounced as: medcine
Therefore:
Medcine ball?
Medcine doctor etc?
It's wrong!
Bring back the 'I'
Let it live again!
Poor thing, being ghosted like that...
'I' blames the BBC!
by Jemia
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#PowerOfWords #satirical
#PowerOfWords #satirical
33 reads
0 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 1:03pm
12th Jan 2025 1:03pm
'I' Blames The BBC!
Since when
Did the first letter I
Become silent
In the word medicine?
Now pronounced as: medcine
Therefore:
Medcine ball?
Medcine doctor etc?
It's wrong!
Bring back the 'I'
Let it live again!
Poor thing, being ghosted like that...
'I' blames the BBC!
by Jemia
Did the first letter I
Become silent
In the word medicine?
Now pronounced as: medcine
Therefore:
Medcine ball?
Medcine doctor etc?
It's wrong!
Bring back the 'I'
Let it live again!
Poor thing, being ghosted like that...
'I' blames the BBC!
by Jemia
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#PowerOfWords #satirical
#PowerOfWords #satirical
33 reads
0 Comments
Northern_Soul
Poem Published
17th Aug 2024 10:46am
17th Aug 2024 10:46am
A word on footnotes
I run my fingers
over the spines of her library,
pull out books on fungi
& feminism to name a few
revel in the fact there is no dust
lingering between her books;
to be admired in a way
how she devotes to their care.
I pull out a poetry collection,
flick through its pages
recoil in horror as I find
pages smothered in annotations,
margins full of reading notes
highlighted passages
quotes underlined.
Every anthology I own is perfect
as...
over the spines of her library,
pull out books on fungi
& feminism to name a few
revel in the fact there is no dust
lingering between her books;
to be admired in a way
how she devotes to their care.
I pull out a poetry collection,
flick through its pages
recoil in horror as I find
pages smothered in annotations,
margins full of reading notes
highlighted passages
quotes underlined.
Every anthology I own is perfect
as...
#confessional
#depression
#LifeAsAWriter #myself
#LifeAsAWriter #myself
108 reads
1 Comment
Northern_Soul
Poem Published
17th Aug 2024 10:46am
17th Aug 2024 10:46am
A word on footnotes
I run my fingers
over the spines of her library,
pull out books on fungi
& feminism to name a few
revel in the fact there is no dust
lingering between her books;
to be admired in a way
how she devotes to their care.
I pull out a poetry collection,
flick through its pages
recoil in horror as I find
pages smothered in annotations,
margins full of reading notes
highlighted passages
quotes underlined.
Every anthology I own is perfect
as...
over the spines of her library,
pull out books on fungi
& feminism to name a few
revel in the fact there is no dust
lingering between her books;
to be admired in a way
how she devotes to their care.
I pull out a poetry collection,
flick through its pages
recoil in horror as I find
pages smothered in annotations,
margins full of reading notes
highlighted passages
quotes underlined.
Every anthology I own is perfect
as...
#confessional
#depression
#LifeAsAWriter #myself
#LifeAsAWriter #myself
108 reads
1 Comment
Northern_Soul
Poem Published
17th Aug 2024 10:46am
17th Aug 2024 10:46am
A word on footnotes
I run my fingers
over the spines of her library,
pull out books on fungi
& feminism to name a few
revel in the fact there is no dust
lingering between her books;
to be admired in a way
how she devotes to their care.
I pull out a poetry collection,
flick through its pages
recoil in horror as I find
pages smothered in annotations,
margins full of reading notes
highlighted passages
quotes underlined.
Every anthology I own is perfect
as...
over the spines of her library,
pull out books on fungi
& feminism to name a few
revel in the fact there is no dust
lingering between her books;
to be admired in a way
how she devotes to their care.
I pull out a poetry collection,
flick through its pages
recoil in horror as I find
pages smothered in annotations,
margins full of reading notes
highlighted passages
quotes underlined.
Every anthology I own is perfect
as...
#confessional
#depression
#LifeAsAWriter #myself
#LifeAsAWriter #myself
108 reads
1 Comment
Northern_Soul
Poem Published
17th Aug 2024 10:46am
17th Aug 2024 10:46am
A word on footnotes
I run my fingers
over the spines of her library,
pull out books on fungi
& feminism to name a few
revel in the fact there is no dust
lingering between her books;
to be admired in a way
how she devotes to their care.
I pull out a poetry collection,
flick through its pages
recoil in horror as I find
pages smothered in annotations,
margins full of reading notes
highlighted passages
quotes underlined.
Every anthology I own is perfect
as...
over the spines of her library,
pull out books on fungi
& feminism to name a few
revel in the fact there is no dust
lingering between her books;
to be admired in a way
how she devotes to their care.
I pull out a poetry collection,
flick through its pages
recoil in horror as I find
pages smothered in annotations,
margins full of reading notes
highlighted passages
quotes underlined.
Every anthology I own is perfect
as...
#confessional
#depression
#LifeAsAWriter #myself
#LifeAsAWriter #myself
108 reads
1 Comment
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
25th Dec 2024 2:21pm
25th Dec 2024 2:21pm
Discovery
What is the true purpose of
Me
From the day I opened my eyes
Into the unknowing world
The immediate world
Mom, Dad, and Me
Like a bud
Precious and new
Timid to push forth
On a planet that is skewed
With plans for me and you
I grow as I must
Ingest and trust information
To go on and survive
To stay here
To stay alive
Then, the brutality came.
Constant like unforgiving rain
In the form of laughter and judgment
Pain
This is just a season I must endure
To...
Me
From the day I opened my eyes
Into the unknowing world
The immediate world
Mom, Dad, and Me
Like a bud
Precious and new
Timid to push forth
On a planet that is skewed
With plans for me and you
I grow as I must
Ingest and trust information
To go on and survive
To stay here
To stay alive
Then, the brutality came.
Constant like unforgiving rain
In the form of laughter and judgment
Pain
This is just a season I must endure
To...
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#myself #SelfDiscovery
#myself #SelfDiscovery
150 reads
16 Comments
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