Me

[sandrock_buck]

I had to write a poem about myself for English IV today and it got me in the mood to share it. After reading mine, I encourage others to post their own poems and songs about themselves.

Here's mine:
ME
Soft as clay yet tough as steel.
Hiding the feelings that I feel.
I write, I draw, I calculate.
My search continues to find a mate.
Father’s drama and mother’s strife.
I fight to stay afloat in the sea of life.
I work with my hands, I create new art.
All the while I try to stay smart.
I speak with vigor, I state my mind.
Even when others think I’m unkind.
Insulted, rejected, ignoring those around me.
Knowing they don’t witness what I see.
I stand my ground, yet I’m on the run.
Life’s too short to not have fun.
A lot of people hate me, they call me names.
But I don’t play those kinds of games.
Religion bores me, politics as well.
I guess that means I headed straight for hell.
I stand by my friends, they know what I’m like.
If at first you don’t succeed, call in an airstrike.

So again, I encourage others to post poems and songs about themselves!!!  

[Hot Father]

Oh wow!
That's really heartfelt! <3
I hope you got good in your class.  

[sandrock_buck]

Thanks Essence, I think I'll use this thread to post a few of my other peoms.
Like these short ones:

Roadkill
Silence.
Defiance.
Yet truth be told.
My blood has gone cold.
It flows from me like a raging river.
As my corpse is left to twitch and quiver.
The car was fast and I was slow.
And now my soul is set to go.

Crazy Sad Murderer
Insanity is like a poison mist.
Yet it grips me with an iron fist.
My soul is gone, devoid of a core.
I can’t stand this anymore.
Bloody wrists and tearful eyes.
I reach to you with sharpened knives.
Thrusting forward, I take your life.
Impailing you on my knife.

Now I’m Gone
I’m sick and tired of this endless pain.
You’re hurting me for personal gain.
That’s why I’m going to leave today.
I won’t let your bullshit get in my way.
I pack up my things in a travel bag.
I’m done watching you turn my pride into slag.
I open the door and see the new dawn.
The door is closed, now I’m gone.

Tools
A body unbreakable.
A soul unshakeable.
A path to guide.
A place to hide.
A sword to cut thy foes.
A shield to guard against they woes.
A friend to ensure a win.
A lover to confide a sin.
These are the tools to thee I give.
For thee to use, with which to live.

Lover
A single touch, a little kiss.
Coupled with feelings of bliss.
Strip off your clothes without a care.
I follow suit, our bodies bare.
I look at every curve and feature.
Never have I seen such a beautiful creature.
We come closer, our bodies mingle.
The touches now made no longer single.
Our lips collide as lust takes over.
And I enjoy the night with my lover.

Beautiful Day
What the world was dreading,
is now quickly spreading.
It takes a mushroom shape,
From which there is no escape.
Scorching the planet with radiated fire.
Turning the Earth into a funeral pyre.
What a beautiful day.

Space Marines
Armor forged of ceramite.
Weapons glowing with holy light.
To Chaos & xenos we shall never yield.
We are the Emperor’s sword and shield.
We are Astartes, with minds & blades sharp.
Protecting humanity from the daemons of the Warp.

Sniper
I fall ever silent as the time draws near.
Seconds tick by, but each one feels like a year.
I hold my breath as I aim down the scope.
Targeting an enemy that has no hope.
I squeeze the trigger, praying for luck.
With a click and a bang, my rifle bucks.
The bullet travels fast and strikes the target’s head.
His skull disappears in a puff of red.  

[Candie Rain]

Your poems are fantastic. [:

I'm terrible at writing them.
We had a poetry section in my
English class and it took me foreverrr
to make my poetry book.

They were all.. not so great. xD

I envy your talent. <3

 

[sandrock_buck]

Candie Rain

Your poems are fantastic. [:

I'm terrible at writing them.
We had a poetry section in my
English class and it took me foreverrr
to make my poetry book.

They were all.. not so great. xD

I envy your talent. <3

Thank you for the kind words, and I'd be more than happy to help you write peotry of your own that can be just as wonderful if not better. Simply tell me what you're having trouble with and I'll try and teach you the way around it. Also, post your poems, even if you think that they're no good. Poetry is poetry, even when the writer can't stand their own style.  

[I_Am_Foster]

Great work, keep it up