Poetry Forum

Where am i…. who am i…. when im aware… I do these things that I constantly do…… Who am i…. where am i…. why does it feel grey… when the skies are blue…… What am i…. why am i…. constantly debating… yet cant stop thinking bout you….. Why am i… what am i…. if I cant be honest… then I cant be true…… How...

Hello Db, Here's my take on this : The cry of the soul, Wiped my eyes Them words of the wise… Them days of old… a life stories told….. sometimes in code, Still follow that road, feet close to the ground, can ya see me now? one life so one lesson lead to progression…… no one can claim perfections fo...

There are interesting lines in here but it kind of read like a rap song to me not that I don't appreciate that fine art of mood. There are some points here one could raise the mood seems over deliberate for the piece It could also leave the reader slightly agape as to where it leads next. The opene...

The cry of the soul, Wiped my eyes, as I lost control, Them words of the wise, remain untold… Them days of old… lessons hold, a life stories told….. sometimes in code, Still follow that road, feet close to the ground, can ya see me now?..., one life so one lesson, lead to progression…… no one can cl...

wow that was so good, i like this.... when i read some of the poems on here i feel like my poems are very limited, but i guess i will learn as i go along by reading poems like yours...

i like the concept behind this idea, i would like to try this myself, looks like im stealing your ideas here thanks
the poem flowed well and until i seen the image at the end of it i was wondering what you had visualised...

i really like this

I got the call, then my heart hit the wall, my mum was on here way, heading to the hospital, she said, ya granddad aint cool think he might have had a stroke, the clouds turned dark, as my heart I felt broke, throat choke, words turn to mumbles and half spoke….. then it’s a&e doors, like time ha...