Popular Poems About Writing Poetry
#WritingPoetry
Popular poems about writing poetry. Poems are listed in order of their popularity this month.
Her
Poem Published
29th Mar 2024 11:25am
29th Mar 2024 11:25am
Writing Dirty is Cathartic
It’s like screaming
Dropping f bombs
Going for a long run
Expressing myself
Through dirty poetry
Purges thoughts
I’d rather not keep
Locked inside
DUP is my safe space
To give my internal
And external world
A voice
My healing journey
Of restoration
And renewal
I spent too many
Years hiding
From the me
I am today
Afraid of shame
Cowering to social pressure
I’ve been told
I can do better
Much better
That I’m capable
Of more ...
Dropping f bombs
Going for a long run
Expressing myself
Through dirty poetry
Purges thoughts
I’d rather not keep
Locked inside
DUP is my safe space
To give my internal
And external world
A voice
My healing journey
Of restoration
And renewal
I spent too many
Years hiding
From the me
I am today
Afraid of shame
Cowering to social pressure
I’ve been told
I can do better
Much better
That I’m capable
Of more ...
#sex
#myself
#WritingPoetry #DeepUndergroundPoetry
#WritingPoetry #DeepUndergroundPoetry
152 reads
27 Comments
Her
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2024 12:21pm
2nd Apr 2024 12:21pm
Poem Me
Brand my flesh
With the breath
Of your poetic song
With the breath
Of your poetic song
#erotic
#WritingPoetry
225 reads
26 Comments
Samnash
Sam Nash
Sam Nash
Poem Published
16th Apr 2024 6:53pm
16th Apr 2024 6:53pm
Invoked
Puffs of white cotton drifting
on an unquenchable blue.
Gentle wind swirling
tickling the edges of my gown
making a heedless thing of my hair.
Deeply breathing the cool air.
Holding it in.
Lungs hugging like a bear,
before allowing it to escape within.
Wishing my thoughts were mine.
Whispering on a slack wet paper.
Words running with blue wine,
unblotched despite my touch.
Thoughts swirling like the wind,
scorching against my face.
Demanding its own way,
caring little of what I say.
on an unquenchable blue.
Gentle wind swirling
tickling the edges of my gown
making a heedless thing of my hair.
Deeply breathing the cool air.
Holding it in.
Lungs hugging like a bear,
before allowing it to escape within.
Wishing my thoughts were mine.
Whispering on a slack wet paper.
Words running with blue wine,
unblotched despite my touch.
Thoughts swirling like the wind,
scorching against my face.
Demanding its own way,
caring little of what I say.
#love
#WritingPoetry
93 reads
20 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
16th Apr 2024 10:48pm
16th Apr 2024 10:48pm
She believed everything I said
I took her up to the roof and told her she could fly because I asked God to grant her a special aviator's license.
Did you ever hear of something so goddamn stupid?
She did it
She fell like a fucking stone
Pretty stupid, even for a girl that was an amazing poet!
She was on this site from time to time
Did you ever hear of something so goddamn stupid?
She did it
She fell like a fucking stone
Pretty stupid, even for a girl that was an amazing poet!
She was on this site from time to time
#God
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry #ignorance
#WritingPoetry #ignorance
86 reads
19 Comments
faithmairee
Poem Published
13th Apr 2024 11:30am
13th Apr 2024 11:30am
Heard
I couldn't speak
I didn't dare
For there was
Tension everywhere
So, instead
I poured all
My pain onto paper
Put my ego
To one side
With each word
Filled with satisfaction
Now that I've been heard
I didn't dare
For there was
Tension everywhere
So, instead
I poured all
My pain onto paper
Put my ego
To one side
With each word
Filled with satisfaction
Now that I've been heard
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
60 reads
12 Comments
Kinkwizard_95
Poem Published
28th Mar 2024 7:50am
28th Mar 2024 7:50am
I’m a brat
#sex
#erotic
#WritingPoetry #dirty
#WritingPoetry #dirty
199 reads
10 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
27th Mar 2024 11:50am
27th Mar 2024 11:50am
Deep Underground Community
(without fear or favour)
written in shared ink-stained dreams
shared where words dance in creative
woven tapestry of ethereal canvas
the unions of souls can be found
the whispered promises of love
entanglement in earthy passions
shared transcend the physical
as they are puffs of smoke
creative and heartfelt it may sound
they are born of mere words
for in deep underground
nothing is what they seem
surrender to the realm where poems reign
let us weave our tale verses entwine
creating...
written in shared ink-stained dreams
shared where words dance in creative
woven tapestry of ethereal canvas
the unions of souls can be found
the whispered promises of love
entanglement in earthy passions
shared transcend the physical
as they are puffs of smoke
creative and heartfelt it may sound
they are born of mere words
for in deep underground
nothing is what they seem
surrender to the realm where poems reign
let us weave our tale verses entwine
creating...
#funny
#WritingPoetry
#SelfReflection
117 reads
14 Comments
_feral
Poem Published
27th Mar 2024 9:23am
27th Mar 2024 9:23am
Poetry is the kind of friend
tapping me on
my shoulders
convincing me
that I matter,
looks straight
into my eyes
saying you
will outlive
this storm.
my shoulders
convincing me
that I matter,
looks straight
into my eyes
saying you
will outlive
this storm.
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#minimalist
162 reads
5 Comments
Samnash
Sam Nash
Sam Nash
Poem Published
15th Apr 2024 1:07am
15th Apr 2024 1:07am
Lives of Poets
What makes me wonder
Is not why writers and poets
So young and old
Succumb to emptiness.
It is the lives they had lived
Under the bright sky.
Things they must have seen
To mold those words of bitterness.
From Homer’s Olympus heights
To Byron’s mountain of light.
From the banks of a gushing Nile
to the flows of the Mississippi might.
Mountains, rivers, hills, and streams
Have molded words and wondrous dreams.
Dripping blood mixed with ink
Together they form a hidden...
Is not why writers and poets
So young and old
Succumb to emptiness.
It is the lives they had lived
Under the bright sky.
Things they must have seen
To mold those words of bitterness.
From Homer’s Olympus heights
To Byron’s mountain of light.
From the banks of a gushing Nile
to the flows of the Mississippi might.
Mountains, rivers, hills, and streams
Have molded words and wondrous dreams.
Dripping blood mixed with ink
Together they form a hidden...
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
#anxiety
#depression
#SelfHarm
108 reads
14 Comments
nightbirdblue
enbyblue
enbyblue
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2024 12:46pm
2nd Apr 2024 12:46pm
Why I Write
People write because no one listens
But see words on paper how they glisten
The comfort of the pen in my hand
Helps me write to better understand
The chaos I keep locked inside
The darkness in my mind’s eye
Writing is an emotional journey for me
Peering behind veils so that I may see
There is more to me than just my darkness
Bright seething truths I find and confess
But truly past all of that mess
Are the dear connections that we get
From others in the deep underground
Treasured friendships...
But see words on paper how they glisten
The comfort of the pen in my hand
Helps me write to better understand
The chaos I keep locked inside
The darkness in my mind’s eye
Writing is an emotional journey for me
Peering behind veils so that I may see
There is more to me than just my darkness
Bright seething truths I find and confess
But truly past all of that mess
Are the dear connections that we get
From others in the deep underground
Treasured friendships...
#friendship
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#NaPoWriMo2024
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
99 reads
11 Comments
nightbirdblue
enbyblue
enbyblue
Poem Published
8th Apr 2024 7:04pm
8th Apr 2024 7:04pm
Uninspired
Today, I don’t feel like writing
because I feel like a ghost.
I’ve been floating around all day,
suspended in air as I haunt
the hallways with a hollow stare.
I’m frustrated with myself because
I haven’t been able to take care
of my fading mental health.
It feels like my legs are barely moving
and my feet are on wheels,
gliding over the floor with liquid motion.
I am permeable, one with the air around me.
Today’s theme song sounds like
yesterday’s news - overplayed,
understimulated, recycled...
because I feel like a ghost.
I’ve been floating around all day,
suspended in air as I haunt
the hallways with a hollow stare.
I’m frustrated with myself because
I haven’t been able to take care
of my fading mental health.
It feels like my legs are barely moving
and my feet are on wheels,
gliding over the floor with liquid motion.
I am permeable, one with the air around me.
Today’s theme song sounds like
yesterday’s news - overplayed,
understimulated, recycled...
#depression
#ghosts
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
#NaPoWriMo2024
91 reads
12 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
1st Apr 2024 12:58pm
1st Apr 2024 12:58pm
Poemorama
There’s a cranky old poetry machine
tucked away in the back of my head.
It hasn’t been running well, of late,
only firing up in short, infrequent bursts
as a last-resort grasp at clarity
when emotions have become too tangled.
It has suffered from disuse,
its metaphors jammed,
flow revving unevenly in halting, coughing word-bursts.
Today I’m pulling it from the shed and
gently blowing off the dust.
I’ll gingerly test each lever and pulley,
searching for semblance of rhythm and rhyme,
replacing spark plugs of...
tucked away in the back of my head.
It hasn’t been running well, of late,
only firing up in short, infrequent bursts
as a last-resort grasp at clarity
when emotions have become too tangled.
It has suffered from disuse,
its metaphors jammed,
flow revving unevenly in halting, coughing word-bursts.
Today I’m pulling it from the shed and
gently blowing off the dust.
I’ll gingerly test each lever and pulley,
searching for semblance of rhythm and rhyme,
replacing spark plugs of...
#motivational
#WritingPoetry
#support #NaPoWriMo2024
#support #NaPoWriMo2024
72 reads
12 Comments
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