A short story or mere gathering of words written with feeling, often foreshadowing an underlying theme or emotion.Poems do NOT require any specific punctuation or format.Can be used to convey a certain mood to the reader, making it as if the reader is experiencing the written text. Poems also normally have strong emotional impact on those who gratefully understand good literature.
Positive poem:
I look at the world gratefully
Yes our world.
The one others think of as dull
I see as pure beauty.
From the squirrel on the ground
To the lone drifting cloud.
Beautiful each and every thing
In its own unique way
Negative poem:
Why am I here?
Why must I suffer?
What have I done
To deserve being
Left here?
Alone.
In a sea of people
So many people
Careless people.
Was it me?
Is it my fault?
Have I done something
Wrong?
Have I forgotten
A past deed undone?
Who knows.
But for now I am stuck.
In this world.
Why am I here?
Psychotic poem:
What's this?
A bug.
A small little thing.
No importance?
No purpose?
Wrong.
How do we know this bug is not
The almighty?
How do we know that all that is
Anything in this world
Isn't just a figment
Of this bugs
Imagination?
No.
We know not of where
We came from.
We can only hypothesize.
Think.
Dream.
Be gone small bug.
For if I take your life
Who knows what could happen
To the world?
Be gone bug.
Be gone.
By the way these are all 100% ORIGINAL poems written by me... Just now. ッ
I look at the world gratefully
Yes our world.
The one others think of as dull
I see as pure beauty.
From the squirrel on the ground
To the lone drifting cloud.
Beautiful each and every thing
In its own unique way
Negative poem:
Why am I here?
Why must I suffer?
What have I done
To deserve being
Left here?
Alone.
In a sea of people
So many people
Careless people.
Was it me?
Is it my fault?
Have I done something
Wrong?
Have I forgotten
A past deed undone?
Who knows.
But for now I am stuck.
In this world.
Why am I here?
Psychotic poem:
What's this?
A bug.
A small little thing.
No importance?
No purpose?
Wrong.
How do we know this bug is not
The almighty?
How do we know that all that is
Anything in this world
Isn't just a figment
Of this bugs
Imagination?
No.
We know not of where
We came from.
We can only hypothesize.
Think.
Dream.
Be gone small bug.
For if I take your life
Who knows what could happen
To the world?
Be gone bug.
Be gone.
By the way these are all 100% ORIGINAL poems written by me... Just now. ッ
by Lavvy P. ッ November 7, 2013
Baby, baby!
Yes, Mama?
Watching porn?
No, mama!
Telling a lie?
No, mama!
Open your Chrome.
AH AHH AHH!
Yes, Mama?
Watching porn?
No, mama!
Telling a lie?
No, mama!
Open your Chrome.
AH AHH AHH!
by AssCracked August 29, 2015
Roses are red, Violets are blue, sugas is sweet and so are you. But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead, the sugar bowls empty, and so is your head!
by blacks_jack March 26, 2004
Roses are red Violets are blue
I was in love, but not with you
You thought you hurt me, made me cry
But I was in love with another guy
You told me you loved me, but that wasn't true
But guess what PIMP, I played you too! =)
This is a good poem!
I was in love, but not with you
You thought you hurt me, made me cry
But I was in love with another guy
You told me you loved me, but that wasn't true
But guess what PIMP, I played you too! =)
This is a good poem!
by Peyton Mott February 1, 2009
Poems are a few meaningful words put into something that can be: funny, sad, happy, leave you thinking, or even make you process what just happened-Chloey
Poems can be sad
This is an original poem that I wrote myself
Enjoy😊😊
I still like you
Even though you don't like me
I still think that
You're my destiny
After all that has happened
When I stumble and fall
You still pick me up
After it all
You stopped talking to me
Because it doesn't feel right
And I get it
But I don't want to fight
Just remember I'll always like you
...Always
This is an original poem that I wrote myself
Enjoy😊😊
I still like you
Even though you don't like me
I still think that
You're my destiny
After all that has happened
When I stumble and fall
You still pick me up
After it all
You stopped talking to me
Because it doesn't feel right
And I get it
But I don't want to fight
Just remember I'll always like you
...Always
by SadPoems March 1, 2018
Damn nigga, that a good lookin Poeme.
by That's a big stack, nigga March 4, 2018