Share poems! Good bad dont think just type :)

Nothing would come out. No emotion, no thoughts. Nothing. I am in pain. Yes, I am in pain because of you. You have conquered my thoughts. I know this is just a game to you. I know I am just one of them. But you will never know how you wounded me, inflicted pain upon me, caused tears to pour out like flowing water from my eyes. You will never know how this feeling inside me screams, and how I call out your name in the midst of myself. And you will never know how you made me smile, how you made me breathe. So I play pretend in front of you. To you, I seem heartless enough to freeze water before me. But inside me screams this feeling undaunted, this merciless voice that calls to me every night. A face that never leaves me even in my dreams, a voice constantly lurking everywhere I go. Your mere presence causes great tremor upon me. The sound of footsteps that you make, I even have a name for. You don't know. You will never know. Perhaps you may never know.

whispers in the wind i hear music in the air, so softly it almost isn't there, is it part of the everyday din, or is it echos from within, like whispers in the wind. i hear a woman crying, she sounds as if she may be dying, is it because she played and didn't win, so she despairs from within, making whispers in the wind. i hear a man groaning, sounds like he is mourning, for a life wasted in sin, so he hurts from within, making whispers in the wind. i feel the wind in my face, and i wonder to what place, it will carry the emotional din, of errant tides within, all those whispers in the wind.

I enjoyed you thoughts, though I must admit I've always struggled to get along with free verse. I like the idea of writing a random poem, though I suspect I'm too much the perfectionist to actually let one lose without checking it over at least a couple of times, that can be a challenge for me to pick up another day. Did you ever watch who's line is it anyway, they had a round on there where they had to make up a song on the spot, given a style and a topic, this is very much like that, I used to really enjoy that bit. If I get chance to run one off I'll drop it back here, won't be today though, too busy.

I like it very much. I guess there are some good writers among us. well i say good try. Keeping try and you will do very good. Thanks for sharing and have a wonderful day ahead.

This is such a beautiful poem , it tells me how a mother carries her baby from a fetus to grow up child. Because of her love and care you grow as a beautiful person. I love reading and writing poem.. Here's one haiku for you.. Ovum , sperm met life unfolds so divinely life , a sacred gift.

Indeed, I have also made a poem in May. It is about parents. All of my classmates wrote one or more and recited them in a square. It is a exciting experience. When I finished my poem, I felt comfortable and thrilled. And I believe you share the same feelings with me.

I love Desiderata..by Max Ehrmann Go placidly,Amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there maybe in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly, and listen to others, even the dull and ignorant; they too have their story. Avoid load and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others,you may become vain and bitter, for always there would be greater and lesser person than yourself.