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POEM STARTER

Submitted by SmileyGuitar

Write a poem that starts in a cheerful, bright mood, but then reveals underlying anger or bitterness.

My Smile

I dress in a bright blouse, tight jeans

I go downstairs say I’m not hungry for breakfast

Smile and meet my friends

They all say they love my outfit

Love how I’ve been dressing more often

I smile and thank them

On the walk to school they gossip

I smile and pretend to be interested

I’m not

The bell has just rung and I’m about to head inside

Someone wraps their arms around me

Kisses my head

I turn ...

Like Lovers

Gorgeous, loving eyes,

Like lovers have,

She would look at me

So lovingly,

Oh how I loved

Her hazel eyes.


Soft, silky hair,

Dyed half green,

Half her natural brown,

Every hairstyle in existence

Looked absolutely stunning

On her,

I admired her beauty

Like lovers do.


And oh my lord,

She had the kindest heart,

Her personality?

A true work of art.

She was ever so pure,

Incorruptible,

Like lovers s...

When Collecting Angel Feathers
The Dark is Here Too, I See

Chapter 49

I found myself walking into the bright and cheery day


where birdsong weaved its wandering way


a chorus, lively gracing through the sun’s soft rays


o’er flowers brimming and shining, in meadows lay


there, with skies clear as the still face of waters


trees were as far as my kind eyes could wander


the winds, brought forth gifts of such heavenly scents


but then, to my dismay, peace lay ...

a boy

walks through the park

you hold my hand

and i kiss you in my thoughts


our love is from the movies

it’s exciting and enhancing


your smile makes me laugh

even when i feel like crying


i like the way you cheer me up

i trust you with my life


i like the way you call me hot

hype me up

and make me miss you lots


but all of this was just a lie

i created in my mind


you never really loved me

even wh...

Bide Your Time

All good things come to those who wait

We can sit, we can delay

This form of art takes days-


Days to form

Days to perfect

We have time to bide

The clock has been checked

The work pours from the paintbrush


It

Falls

Into

Place

But now it runs

It runs down the canvas

The art has started a race...

His Hands

She is a vision.

Dressed in white holding his hands.

Hands that tend to stray....

Cheerful poem.

Everyday a blank canvas, anywhere to go, a different person yet all the same, hoping to start with anything but a blank 280 characters the next day, hating the days you exceeded expectations and lost sight of what progress was, people don't appreciate the progress I made. Am I any different. Refusing to acknowledge anything but my best, there is no meaning in what I am, only in what i create. ange...

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Pain?

My day was great

My day was swell

Was and my friends house

Till everything

crumbled and fell


I don’t feel good

I actually feel awful

Had to leave early

For its what seemed lawful


Bled through my clothes

Took so much ibuprofen

Cried over soda

Slept for 2 hours


Showered twice

Will it fix me if i sit in rice?

It hurts to move

My legs oh my lord


Had blood work done last week

So they can tell me ...

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The Friend I Understand

I get it

I know

It makes sense that you never include me in conversations

Makes sense that you never talked to me in class

But still copied off me

I get why you invited all my friends to the mall but not me

It’s fine that you lied and told the one friend I had, that I had been invited and just didn’t come

I don’t mind that I gave you a second chance

Only to watch you throw it away when you moved, ...

Good day

Today the sun shines bright

I am almost blinded by the light


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