I Write Poetry

I dream
The world turns
Shadows melt
Dream burns

Passion sated
Fear from hate
Passion lost
Fickle fate

Tangled limbs
Broken trees
Sun fades
Darkness sees

Quiet, fearful
Music flares
Dreams return
No one cares

Jumbled thoughts
Lost, confused
Body weak
Mind abused

Rain, lightning
Roar of thunder
Blowing wind
Life a blunder

Day is gone
Dream no longer
Soon to sleep
Calm the hunger

These are the jumbled thoughts of a wannabe poet who has no talent whatsoever, but things run through my mind and tumble out, it sucks but its mine

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puck61

This is good. I don't know what's happening here, because you are every bit as interesting and worth listening to as anyone here and more so than many. I think maybe it just might be that you haven't pissed enough people off or something.
Reach out! You have plenty to bring to the table. We used to talk a lot a long time ago. I haven't even seen you in quite some time.

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puck61

@istillhaveanameitsrick Welll, I think half the people here think I'm bat shit fecking crazy and don't like me very much, and the other half is a mixed bag of everything from "concerned" to "understanding".....

istillhaveanameitsrick · 56-60, M

@puck61 Yeah I have seen some of your political discussions. I choose not to get involved in those anymore LOL

istillhaveanameitsrick · 56-60, M

@puck61 Well there you go Puck, i pissed a bunch of people off today LOL

SW-User

I'm a wannabe. Don't be so hard on yourself, I see good in this and more potential in you.🙂

puck61

This is fugging great man! The tone might be generic goth, but the structure, meter, and placement is epic! Great furkin job, dude! This is definitely one of the best I've seen on here .

istillhaveanameitsrick · 56-60, M

Funny I wrote this awhile ago (apparently on May 31, 2018) and when I posted it I knew it sucked but WOW! Only one view? LOL

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