#beginner poetry

[scripturesofateenagegirl]

Q.A.B.

a poem i wrote about my biological dad. ive never posted something this personal online before haha so im very nervous to share it! the title is our initials lol

I don't know your birthday

I don't know your age

I don't know anything

Yet we share a name

I'm so mad at you I can't breathe

Your incompetence bequeathed

My tree forsook its only apple

And then left for NYC

Abandonment isn't an accident

Fatherhood isn't optional

It took you nearly a decade to try

How much of that was spent forgetting?

Your return hurts more than your absence

Our divide somehow grows farther

And if blood is thicker than water

Why weren't you there for your daughter?

Questioning and begging for answers from a brick wall

So much wasted breath on your name

My love for you feels like utter sin

Forever and always, Q.

the last line sounds a little better when i don't have to censor the name lol but this is a very emotional poem and mostly just me pouring my emotions so sorry if it's a little incohesive or inconsistent! criticism is always appreciated ^_^

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[megan016]

ᥫ᭡Learning to write poetryᥫ᭡

|Why does this book exist?|

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I love poetry

This may be my therapy,

A thing that sure won't judge me

Where my thoughts can be free.

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This book is created by an idiot who really thinks she will ever be able to write poems. But hey, I wanna try it at least.

This book may be mostly about me venting but I might write some happier ones. As I mentioned in the description before, I think writing poetry might be a good co-oping mechanism with bad memories of mine (I don't want to say trauma because I feel like a person who fakes disorders and I am not only NOT one of those people, but NEVER ever want to be). Also, if you are interested in the stories behind the poems I might post them. Warnings will be written in the beginning, hopefully in the right way as it should be.

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I hope you won't be dissapointed

In this work of mine,

I want to continue the others too

Just can't find the time.

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I actually have time, just no motivation, or when I have the motivation I don't have the mental energy to work on any of my books, only in my head. I swear to God, I want to write an angst and it's already written in my head I just have to actually write it.

If you find any mistakes, no you don't. Okay, actually please tell me if there's any because for example I'm writing this at 1AM/1 in the morning and don't even know my name anymore. I think.

-Megan💙

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[fella-lovin-fella]

In so many words - a poem by me

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[dandelionsinthepavement]

I wonder if there is a world out there where I am gentle. Where flowers like daisies grow from each step I taken— Where I have filed down my claws and I do not leave a mark on everything I love.

I wonder if I tried just a bit harder if my voice would be softer, kinder— I wonder if there is a time where I can be soft, and simple.

I wonder if there is a way I could get rid of this family heirloom, this anger, This anger that lingers— Under my nails, in my chest— This painful reminder of my harshness, The abrupt unkindliness of my person.

This anger has been passed down, Father to son, Mother to daughter— A gift that leaves your shoulders heavy and your chest heaving.

There is a reason so many in my family have taken to being loud— I worry that we are not built for being soft. I wonder if there is a day where I will be described as something safe.

When you are born among flames, The ash in your lungs is second nature— There is a reason my parents took up smoking.

There is this burning in my blood— I have my father's eyes ; I have his violence too. I have my mother's hair ; And her loud existence.

I am born into this anger. I am born with this burden. I hope that someday, I will mold myself into something loveable— I think I would enjoy being delicate.

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[bluesinc]

if i were to love you any less, i would not be the person you helped me become. had i ceased to ever love you at all, this version of me would not exist.

- to the you i loved then, now, and tomorrow

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[a-message-for-the-stars]

Sewing Flowers

Laying in a garden, shaking hands hold a needle and thread.

Back and forth, back and forth.

The needles dances as it sews, each stitch becoming part of a routine.

Back and forth, back and forth.

Placing fallen petals on a flower; gently stitching them together, piece by piece.

The routine begins to slow, back and forth, back and forth.

With each stitch preserving its life, its beauty.

Almost at a stop, the needle continues, back and forth, back and forth.

Though, a sewn flower cannot endure the wind, failed stitches leaving it bare.

And a flower that is sewn will be weighed down by the rain, forcing it to the ground.

If a sewn flower cannot dance in the wind nor play on the shore, why is it to be sewn.

To preserve a dead beauty?

Or to kill one that never died?

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[muserryy]

I STUMBLED UPON YOU

a poem | masterlist

i stumbled upon you

in my dreams last night,

and it wasn’t the first time.

i was dressed in pretty glitters,

sparkling amongst the crowd

when i felt your warm presence,

there you were,

right next to me.

your eyes on mine,

your words were like a blur.

my heart pounded deeper,

that’s when a shout rose through the air,

for they knew what i needed,

as it was a confession of my longing,

of my need,

of my deep desire.

i wanted your attention!

in the moment of weakness, i wept

in another second i didn’t even realized that

you’d engulfed me in your arms.

you were there,

you were so close to me.

awakened from that dream

my heart was seeking for you

you felt so close

that i still feel you in my soul.

i know it couldn’t be real

It was just a dream.

but i still reel,

and will live on that dream.

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[elipapayo]

Crosses clutched at door frames

The water is mixed with the blood of the lamb

In which the preacher maims –

Who do I blame?

There is no one here,

Just me and my shame.

Dressed in white fleece,

My friend, my foe, my mirror,

One of us will get off this leash,

Even if we must take the other's head in solidarity.

O, Lamb, cloaked in innocence,

What is freedom if not violence?

Your plants will not save you,

Sink your teeth into my heart and know what it means to be human.

Humanity a disease,

Humanity a blessing,

Humanity a curse,

Humanity a gift.

They say the first signs of us were a healed femur.

If I nursed yours back to health, are you henceforth now a person?

Your beady eyes reflect mine, asking me once again,

“Why, Why, Why?”

But as I carve open your chest,

only one answer comes.

“To be Holy,

To be Holy,

One must sin.”

-Your only sin was to trust, I’m so sorry. G

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[puppypoet]

prologue 🍰

welcome! this is a side-blog intended to share poetry, literature, prompts, basically anything related to writing. my writings may include triggering topics, but will always be tagged accordingly.

this blog does not have a strict dni, but i will freely block anyone that makes me uncomfortable. my main blog has an extensive dni and includes more about me, if you are interested! please ask for permission before reposting any of my work.

main blog: @a-clucking-system

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[tobywritesstuff]

hello ! here is a little poem i just wrote

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the stars in the sky, oh how they shine

billions, trillions adorning the night sky

providing the world a beautiful scene

but, dear, you must know,

for the stars to shine, they each must burn

every little star must burn for their beauty,

they must burn to give the people their light

my star, you must know,

before you ever dare begin to doubt

every little star must burn

before they shine

~ ✨ ~ the way i view this poem is in the perspective of a mother, speaking to her young child and essentially saying that as the child grows older, they will go through tough or odd times. but that they must not worry, as they will get through it, and continue to shine through life ~ ✨ ~

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[thespitefulpoet]

There's a misdirection of humanity

A direction no one wants to go

A direction that's terrifying and unknown

It's a shame we're going this route

There's a lot going on at once but

Do not lose hope, whatever you do.

You can turn pessimistic, you can scream

But do not lose hope.

Hope is necessary in a world that hates

Your guts and wants you dead.

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[haikudan575]

Darkness.

Darkness never ends

Will it feel like forever?

Until sunrise comes

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[megan016]

So about the poem that I got a good grade on- not yet translated, but I swear I will do it once, until that. A new poem has came to the surface which I decided to post here, because why not.

💙Randomly recommended song💙

For easier reading:

There's no life without death

Similarly, there's no day without night.

From the moment you have your first breath,

You are going to have your last, right?

Everything has a beginning and an end

There are just no exceptions.

Thinking about the meaning of life, I took my pen

And started writing, according to my perceptions.

In my childhood being bullied

Left a scar on my heart.

I became pretty pessimistic,

Also, didn't feel loved.

Therefore, I might not see

The point of life because of trauma.

I may be a stained white tee

Or a person in coma.

But I just can't bring myself

To admire the so called beauty in life.

So I go, put them on a forgotten shelf

Covered in cobwebs, looking unworthy in my eyes.

After all, it has no purpose in existence

Just because I experienced it and found it great,

Others wouldn't see it as assistance ,

More like a burden, in their state.

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@animehideout :3🫂💙🎀

-Megan💙

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[laurinnnn]

4/11/23

When I step outside at night

for a smoke and some memories,

I feel sorry for myself once in a while

coughing up some grey stuff

biting my nails

and waiting for the blood to dry

Seven minutes left.

I should check on the pizza

Five minutes left.

I wait for you to text back.

You never do.

I know that

but a little hope can’t hurt.

A couple walks by.

Giggling.

Good for them.

The cigarette burns my lips.

Time to get back inside.

I should get to sleep

Damn it my pizza.

Burned.

Maybe I’ll order out again

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[dandelionsinthepavement]

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[kywaslost]

To Be Crushed By The Waves

I wish I could drown in water the way I drown in my love for you. I wish the waves would swallow me whole, because then I could finally get my mind off of you. I’d be wrapped up in the arms of the waves in place of the arms I once craved. I could finally get over the future with you I had paved. Oh, to drown in those waves.

The water would cover the tears I’ve shed over us and what we could have been. Oh what I’d give to feel your gentle touch across my skin. The way you kissed my lips as if there weren’t a worry in the world. Now I am left to live in the memory of us, one I have unfurled. Oh, to drown in those waves.

The person once drowning in love for you Is now drowning in the confusion I have from you. There was once a want for me, for us But now you don’t want to discuss what you wanted for us. Oh, to drown in those waves.

If only I could drown in the water, The one that has clawed her. Calling her name, hoping she would answer, To give in to the temptation to answer. Oh, to drown in those waves.

I’m going to drown one day, And there’s no pushing the thought away. For without you, I have no purpose, Therefore I cannot surface. Oh, to drown in those waves.

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