If you write poetry post it no matter if it's bad or good. Honestly there's no such thing as a bad poem if it come's from your heart.

I hate the plastic people, or people i call preps
I'm a Larry, Moe , and Curly, Hell I'm even a Chep
They were Areopostal, Abacrombie and Ficth
I hate you little snobs, you're always the snitch
you say that my clothes are really, really whack
how can u say this when i wear mainly black
You say that I'm freaky because i talk about suicide
You may say i'm geeky because i play games where people die
You go with the flow
I go against the grain
You do what people tell you
I use my own brain
Your just a real life barbie
just someone's little toy
I am real person
I'm not your average boy
So as our time on earth draws near
i wont worry about my rear
i'll worry bout what my friends thought and if i'll be missed
now that you've heard my poem how many of you are pi§§ed

©2004 idiotgamer420

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If this stuff here is as bad as you say it is(which I'm not denying), your's should stand out and really shine. What've you got to lose?

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I recall writing poetry. I stopped. And then I wrote one more not long ago. And then I stopped. I figured it all to be some pointless teenage-angst-mumbo-jumbo. Figured some of us were never meant to write poetry, ya' know?

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They also say, "talk is cheap"... let's see your go at "what poetry should be".

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I cannot define poetry, as I mentioned to my English teacher once. To me, poetry is simply "anything and everything." But then, good poetry is hard to come by, in my opinion. That is.. poetry which makes me feel something.

I will give in, and post this, creatively titled "poem1":

There’s something about love that drives
People wild. Something about love makes rationally thinking
Men do irrational things, and turns women into
Emotional wrecks, walking time bombs of tears.
And though I’ve never felt something
As confusingly, wonderfully, curiously bizarre
As that something about love,

I feel completely shattered.

A watcher that stands on the corner
Of every lane paved by life, just out of
Life’s reach. Eluding all the mistakes,
Even the good ones. I don’t feel like I’m missing out,

Yet I’m always wishing for some of those.

I stare at nothing everyday, dazed out of my mind
But no matter what you say, I know I can see
Everything if nothing my eyes never leave.
I want to be destined for something far greater

Than what I have now.

I went to sleep. And if you don’t like it,
That’s fine too.

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Sounds more like a dramatic reading than a poem, really. But as you said.. what have I got to lose.

First off I would like to thank stupidity, I really would like it if everyone would post there own poem's that they wrote. If you do not want to do that please give credit to the people who wrote it. Ummm I love all the poem's on here there great, like I said before there's no such thing as a bad poem.

"""They say it can't be defined. But this.. is kind of sad."""
___Oooo. They also say, "talk is cheap"... let's see your go at "what poetry should be". If this stuff here is as bad as you say it is(which I'm not denying), your's should stand out and really shine. What've you got to lose?

Poetry. They say it can't be defined. But this.. is kind of sad.

"""Wow, stupidity."""
___I'm not angry, I'm just talking too much about crap that I wish I knew more about before I assumed it was written by a person on YN.

Kornlover, your poem totally describes this one girl at my school who sits all by herself. What a coincidence...
Anyways, here's my poem:
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Every time i look
in your eyes
you seldom look back
is that a crime?
Is this crush
ridiculous
or does it actually have
meaning
please let me know
before i fall apart
acting like a child
with an obsession
stonger than mild
i'm waiting
impatiently,
Please let me know
if i'm floating in a pool
of daisies or if i'm
just plain crazy.
~

Wow, stupidity. I was just joking around by posting it. I'm sorry there aren't any blue gummy bears, and the emotional stance isn't well thought out.

My own

Can't take it anymore
You know it isn't what
I want to do but I
Want to have something of
My own.....

Tired of it and trying
To release the anger at
You but you can't even
Look me in eyes of
My own.....

Don't really care if you
Have anything either but
I have to get away and
Separate from you so I can be
My own.....

My own person
My own feelings
My own body
My own life
My own Me....

well here goes....She Stands Alone
She stands alone
Shunned and forgotten
She is apart of the young and hopeless
She thinks thoughts of being whole again
Knowing it will never be
She stands alone
As she sits there in her lonliness while the others play
She wonders will she ever be one of them?
Cold and lonly and unable to move
She stands alone
Fears of always being hated
Fears of always hating
Will she ever see the light?
Always living in darkness
Shes starting to enjoy her misery
Will she ever be like the rest?
She may find out soon
She may not
But for now
She stands alone
©2004 by kitty

"ride on through "

Coasting through life
But thats alright
Got no plans to fail just sit back and watch it happen
Through the turns and straight through the flats
I'm sittin back

People trying to tell me what I ought to be
Cant find a reason to love me
Because the life i live they dont agree
Fly on away run away
This is who I am and thats how its gonna stay

Angel I see you every day
Its funny that things will never change
Your having fun I can see it in your eyes
Please throw some light in mine

Here is where I am today
why should I bring my past back
Just for your amusement
Why should I look into the future
I'm running through life blind any way.

"""just feeling blue"""
___If the poem was in fact signifying that the Bear was feeling blue(which I doubt since blue is mentioned between two other colors, and not emotions in which case I may have thought it was also an emotion), then it's a stupid poem because a it would have absolutely nothing to do with the rest of the poem. (which to me, is about a child giving candy a life of its own and being afraid of that thought)

___And I would like to take this time to inform everyone else on YN not to post other's poetry in the "Post your poem" thread, especially if you are plagiarizing and not giving credit to the poet who wrote it. I do believe their is another randomosity thread for posting your favorite poems(as in not your own).

Great poem Spud.

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your poem

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Haribo "Gummy Bears™" have never been and are not blue

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It's not my poem, just one I felt like posting. I didn't really specify whether or not the bear was the color blue, or just feeling blue.

He he.. I like gummy bears...... he he......


*looks from left to right* THEY'RE MINE!! *Runs in opposite direction*

___Haribo "Gummy Bears™" have never been and are not blue. You are either thinking of a knock-off Gummy Bear product or just picked the color that would rhyme. Overlooking that... your poem is cute.

A-B-C-D-E-F-G
Gummy bears are chasing me

One is red and one is blue
The yellow one stole my shoe

"""I think it was aimed towards me."""
___Paranoia in me
And deep within my heart.
I cannot escape it
It tears my weak strength apart.

It's crawling up my leg
Like a hairy little spider.
It's chasing me away
Like an angry dispatch rider.

My home has been rigged
With enemy surveillance.
Noises make me shudder
And the wind makes me wince.

I know sound so tripe
And I know I sound cliche,
I know I know it's there
But why won't it go away?

It isn't all of you
Who force me to act this way,
It is something so much worse
Something that can't be led astray.

It pounds it's waves upon me
Like the inescapable sea.
Why oh why can't I ever
Get away from little old me!?!?


--product of stupidity © 2004

I like Stupidity's, it was very creative. But I think it was aimed towards me.