# Poems. Post em' **URL:** \ **Category:** Unrelated Discussion\ **Created:** [June 8, 2011, 1:47pm UTC](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/t/poems-post-em/27074 "2011-06-08T13:47:50Z")\ **Posts on this page:** 20\ **Page:** 1
**Author:** ![bonesraphs](https://sea1.discourse-cdn.com/flex015/user_avatar/forums.yoyoexpert.com/bonesraphs/32/43_2.png) [@bonesraphs](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/u/bonesraphs)\ **Post date:** [June 8, 2011, 1:47pm UTC](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/t/poems-post-em/27074/1 "2011-06-08T13:47:50Z")
Here is a poem I wrote about an Amish GUy in best buy Oh No! What is going on? It seems that my mind has gone This is a sinners paradise, surely I can not stay but oh look they have TVs on sale compatible with blu-ray No I cant, I surely will burn in hell but look at all the ipods they have to sell Oh my word they have the new pirates movie Even without Orlando bloom I still hear its groovy No, my wife would kill me if I Didn’t leave Maybe I’ll ask the store clerk how to go, his name’s Steve “Hi Steve”, but before I could talk he directed me to aisle seven he took me to get a shaving kit, but I’d rather go to heaven He said my beard was silly and had to be shaven Then I say a 60 inch plasma playing ‘that’s so raven’ raven will surely burn in eternal flame, but I will not even still you have to admit, raven is kinda hot NO! I cannot think like that I must churn butter, not watch TV and get fat! but look at this brand new phone or this xbox, so these n00bs get pwned No I must leave this evil place if my wife knows about his, she would slap my face So I left best buy once and for all but then my new phone started ringing. I got my first call! post one of your own. NO boundries when it comes to poetry! ---
**Author:** ![RobbieG123](https://sea1.discourse-cdn.com/flex015/user_avatar/forums.yoyoexpert.com/robbieg123/32/715_2.png) [@RobbieG123](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/u/RobbieG123)\ **Post date:** [June 8, 2011, 11:42pm UTC](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/t/poems-post-em/27074/2 "2011-06-08T23:42:16Z")
nice couplets bro 🙂 ---
**Author:** ![Rika-chan](https://sea1.discourse-cdn.com/flex015/user_avatar/forums.yoyoexpert.com/rika-chan/32/767_2.png) [@Rika-chan](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/u/Rika-chan)\ **Post date:** [June 9, 2011, 1:43am UTC](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/t/poems-post-em/27074/3 "2011-06-09T01:43:09Z")
raphael is crazy for moretz to bad he is lazy, and is one of the culprit(z) of a murder on a puff adder thought that bad poem up on the spot 8) ---
**Author:** ![XLazyThrowerX](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/x/b5e925/32.png) [@XLazyThrowerX](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/u/XLazyThrowerX)\ **Post date:** [June 9, 2011, 1:50am UTC](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/t/poems-post-em/27074/4 "2011-06-09T01:50:28Z")
Your poem made me smile, Raph. 😃 Here is my first poem that I’ve actually put effort into. Just got into poetry the past month or two. Why oh why must I see you everyday? You just float around every which way. Going where the wind blows. Traversing where no one knows. As if you’re on top of the world. Free to travel place to place. Seeing the Earth face to face. I’m trapped all the way down here. Why don’t you show me any fear? How can you be so carefree? No pressure or responsibilities. Not a single restriction or boundary. You fill me with jealousy. Yet I still go cloud watching. ---
**Author:** ![yoyofoot](https://sea1.discourse-cdn.com/flex015/user_avatar/forums.yoyoexpert.com/yoyofoot/32/602_2.png) [@yoyofoot](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/u/yoyofoot)\ **Post date:** [June 9, 2011, 2:15am UTC](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/t/poems-post-em/27074/5 "2011-06-09T02:15:47Z")
I’ll post one of my stranger poems later. (come to think of it, most of my poems are pretty strange) ---
**Author:** ![popdada](https://sea1.discourse-cdn.com/flex015/user_avatar/forums.yoyoexpert.com/popdada/32/629_2.png) [@popdada](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/u/popdada)\ **Post date:** [June 9, 2011, 2:24am UTC](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/t/poems-post-em/27074/6 "2011-06-09T02:24:41Z")
I don’t write… but this is my favorite poem…by my favorite author……Charles Bukowski 2 Flies The flies are angry bits of life; why are they so angry? it seems they want more, it seems almost as if they are angry that they are flies; it is not my fault; I sit in the room with them and they taunt me with their agony; it is as if they were loose chunks of soul left out of somewhere; I try to read a paper but they will not let me be; one seems to go in half-circles high along the wall, throwing a miserable sound upon my head; the other one, the smaller one stays near and teases my hand, saying nothing, rising, dropping crawling near; what god puts these lost things upon me? other men suffer dictates of empire, tragic love… I suffer insects… I wave at the little one which only seems to revive his impulse to challenge: he circles swifter, nearer, even making a fly-sound, and one above catching a sense of the new whirling, he too, in excitement, speeds his flight, drops down suddenly in a cuff of noise and they join in circling my hand, strumming the base of the lampshade until some man-thing in me will take no more unholiness and I strike with the rolled-up-paper - missing! - striking, striking, they break in discord, some message lost between them, and I get the big one first, and he kicks on his back flicking his legs like an angry whore, and I come down again with my paper club and he is a smear of fly-ugliness; the little one circles high now, quiet and swift, almost invisible; he does not come near my hand again; he is tamed and inaccessible; I leave him be, he leaves me be; the paper, of course, is ruined; something has happened, something has soiled my day, sometimes it does not take man or a woman, only something alive; I sit and watch the small one; we are woven together in the air and the living; it is late for both of us ---
**Author:** ![Saskabilly\_Psychosis](https://sea1.discourse-cdn.com/flex015/user_avatar/forums.yoyoexpert.com/saskabilly_psychosis/32/560_2.png) [@Saskabilly\_Psychosis](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/u/Saskabilly_Psychosis)\ **Post date:** [June 9, 2011, 3:00am UTC](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/t/poems-post-em/27074/7 "2011-06-09T03:00:26Z")
Am I allowed to post songs of mine? ---
**Author:** ![yoyofoot](https://sea1.discourse-cdn.com/flex015/user_avatar/forums.yoyoexpert.com/yoyofoot/32/602_2.png) [@yoyofoot](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/u/yoyofoot)\ **Post date:** [June 9, 2011, 3:02am UTC](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/t/poems-post-em/27074/8 "2011-06-09T03:02:12Z")
> [@Saskabilly\_Psychosis](#): > > Am I allowed to post songs of mine? They’re poems… ---
**Author:** ![Saskabilly\_Psychosis](https://sea1.discourse-cdn.com/flex015/user_avatar/forums.yoyoexpert.com/saskabilly_psychosis/32/560_2.png) [@Saskabilly\_Psychosis](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/u/Saskabilly_Psychosis)\ **Post date:** [June 9, 2011, 3:07am UTC](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/t/poems-post-em/27074/9 "2011-06-09T03:07:40Z")
Alright, I’m warning you. Extremely explicit material ---
**Author:** ![Rika-chan](https://sea1.discourse-cdn.com/flex015/user_avatar/forums.yoyoexpert.com/rika-chan/32/767_2.png) [@Rika-chan](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/u/Rika-chan)\ **Post date:** [June 9, 2011, 3:15am UTC](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/t/poems-post-em/27074/10 "2011-06-09T03:15:21Z")
then dont post it… ---
**Author:** ![Saskabilly\_Psychosis](https://sea1.discourse-cdn.com/flex015/user_avatar/forums.yoyoexpert.com/saskabilly_psychosis/32/560_2.png) [@Saskabilly\_Psychosis](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/u/Saskabilly_Psychosis)\ **Post date:** [June 9, 2011, 3:54am UTC](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/t/poems-post-em/27074/11 "2011-06-09T03:54:29Z")
My songs all have a few F-bombs to express anger and aggression. A few songs also have strong Antichristian themes if that would offend people. ---
**Author:** ![Samad](https://sea1.discourse-cdn.com/flex015/user_avatar/forums.yoyoexpert.com/samad/32/19_2.png) [@Samad](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/u/Samad)\ **Post date:** [June 9, 2011, 4:42am UTC](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/t/poems-post-em/27074/12 "2011-06-09T04:42:02Z")
Here’s mine: Herp. Herpy derpy derp. Derp De-derpty herp. ---
**Author:** ![JeiCheetah](https://sea1.discourse-cdn.com/flex015/user_avatar/forums.yoyoexpert.com/jeicheetah/32/612192_2.png) [@JeiCheetah](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/u/JeiCheetah)\ **Post date:** [June 9, 2011, 5:20am UTC](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/t/poems-post-em/27074/13 "2011-06-09T05:20:50Z")
They want me to fly up high into the sky but I don’t want to die But if I don’t then they will cry So I let out a sigh and I focus and give it a try… Up into the sky do I fly How can I? Such freedom I could cry flying to the pie in the sky But then I breathe with a sigh when I realize this is all my… dream… ---
**Author:** ![bonesraphs](https://sea1.discourse-cdn.com/flex015/user_avatar/forums.yoyoexpert.com/bonesraphs/32/43_2.png) [@bonesraphs](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/u/bonesraphs)\ **Post date:** [June 9, 2011, 12:46pm UTC](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/t/poems-post-em/27074/14 "2011-06-09T12:46:48Z")
> [@Saskabilly\_Psychosis](#): > > My songs all have a few F-bombs to express anger and aggression. A few songs also have strong Antichristian themes if that would offend people. Hmm… My idea, DONT POST THEM!!! Leave it for another forum, if it comes close to offending someone, don’t even thing about posting it * * * What happens when your bored… I call it Mercole Zoth! (If anybody knows what that name means i’ll give them a “thank you”!) I’m not the one to be throned by society not to be choked on variety I’m not asking if you can handle it set it on fire and see if the candles lit Suffocating to death there’s not much depth in debt, just bleeding regret you’ll feel it once its flowing be blinded and tell me its not for showing Come int real life and Ill show you how to survive I’ll come into your world then its my turn to be alive its delusion, your not drugged they’ve got your mind bugged But I believe what is real, as you walk away I barely stutter when I try to say; I ain’t superman, Ive got a knife in my back sympathy ain’t bringing the blood back and for a matter of fact I ’m still intact Maybe I’m gargling death, but I’m spitting out wine I’m not going to sugar coat it, your conscious is fine Don’t you dare put death in heavens care breathing heavy, awake from this nightmare to create something from nothing is creativity to create nothing from something is an oddity as it ought to be Now your happy, I question the thought And I’m stuck here watching everybody Else’s mind rot and I don’t think you got a clue how hard life is, to live without you And this weight, its getting heavy lock and load, barely ready If its food for thought, why am I starved But I see a masterpiece, only I have carved Don’t you dare shoot me a vacant stare Of memories of love, and Memories of despair Then I’ll just bite my lip and pretend not to care Its a cylce, that we’ll never get out of I remember when it was all about raw passion, and that was enough Youve never felt so far away And to be put on display I am lost in a sea of words to describe you Words making poems, so what am I supposed to do With these poems, there only words that can barely break a mind set And these poems are filled with my blood, which I will never regret like I did in the past I guess these feelings were never meant to last Then I guess we have to make this moment last forever because the world could never end if we are together I could put our love in a bottle, make it shattered glass, and we could run full throttle and forget the past We don’t have to be apart of there sick little games but if its loves fault who’s to blame … * * * I call it “free bird” Chloe Moretz Oh I’m so freakin’ obsessed Why oh why is she so fly Some say she is not pretty Those people are probably filled with self pity She has the coolest hair ever If love is a switch, she just pulled the lever She is the definition of beauty To honor her, is almost my duty Man I feel really stupid writing this Cause if she saw this she would think I’m as creepy as that singer in kiss But I don’t wear face paint, so that should help my chances I don’t have to ask her out now, be cause theres a few years til the high school dances But still, she is An angel from above You may call it weird, I call it love. I Tried to make it as weird as possible lol Oh, and I think a mod cleaned up my first poem that I posted, so thank you mod. ---
**Author:** ![frodoslair](https://sea1.discourse-cdn.com/flex015/user_avatar/forums.yoyoexpert.com/frodoslair/32/833_2.png) [@frodoslair](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/u/frodoslair)\ **Post date:** [June 10, 2011, 8:16am UTC](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/t/poems-post-em/27074/15 "2011-06-10T08:16:39Z")
I Quote Her The dying raise aching arms and receive lipstick blessings from those who know no beauty Whispered prayers echo for her and more forgotten kisses greet the screaming girl As nuns and others loiter She screams for freedom Hiding in a blackened convent lurking in a back-pew dream Removed from her paradise and lost to a hungry god With a final gasp and a stolen beat she bleeds into the roots “I only wanted freedom”, I quote her. ---
**Author:** ![Rika-chan](https://sea1.discourse-cdn.com/flex015/user_avatar/forums.yoyoexpert.com/rika-chan/32/767_2.png) [@Rika-chan](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/u/Rika-chan)\ **Post date:** [June 12, 2011, 1:48am UTC](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/t/poems-post-em/27074/16 "2011-06-12T01:48:02Z")
> [@Raphael](#): > > > [@Saskabilly\_Psychosis](#): > > > > My songs all have a few F-bombs to express anger and aggression. A few songs also have strong Antichristian themes if that would offend people. > > Hmm… > > My idea, DONT POST THEM!!! > > Leave it for another forum, if it comes close to offending someone, don’t even thing about posting it > > * * * > > What happens when your bored… > > I call it Mercole Zoth! (If anybody knows what that name means i’ll give them a “thank you”!) > > I’m not the one to be throned by society > not to be choked on variety I’m not asking if you can handle it > set it on fire and see if the candles lit > Suffocating to death > there’s not much depth in debt, just bleeding regret > you’ll feel it once its flowing > be blinded and tell me its not for showing > > Come int real life and Ill show you how to survive > I’ll come into your world then its my turn to be alive > its delusion, your not drugged > they’ve got your mind bugged > > But I believe what is real, as you walk away > I barely stutter when I try to say; > > I ain’t superman, Ive got a knife in my back > sympathy ain’t bringing the blood back > and for a matter of fact I ’m still intact > > Maybe I’m gargling death, but I’m spitting out wine > I’m not going to sugar coat it, your conscious is fine > > Don’t you dare put death in heavens care > breathing heavy, awake from this nightmare > > to create something from nothing is creativity > to create nothing from something is an oddity > as it ought to be > > Now your happy, I question the thought > And I’m stuck here watching everybody Else’s mind rot > and I don’t think you got a clue > how hard life is, to live without you > > And this weight, its getting heavy > lock and load, barely ready > > If its food for thought, why am I starved > But I see a masterpiece, only I have carved > > Don’t you dare shoot me a vacant stare > Of memories of love, and Memories of despair > Then I’ll just bite my lip and pretend not to care > > Its a cylce, that we’ll never get out of > I remember when it was all about raw passion, and that was enough > > Youve never felt so far away > And to be put on display > I am lost in a sea of words to describe you > Words making poems, so what am I supposed to do > With these poems, there only words that can barely break a mind set > And these poems are filled with my blood, which I will never regret > like I did in the past > I guess these feelings were never meant to last > Then I guess we have to make this moment last forever > because the world could never end if we are together > > I could put our love in a bottle, > make it shattered glass, > and we could run full throttle > and forget the past > > We don’t have to be apart of there sick little games > but if its loves fault who’s to blame > > … > > * * * > > I call it “free bird” > > Chloe Moretz > Oh I’m so freakin’ obsessed > Why oh why > is she so fly > Some say she is not pretty > Those people are probably filled with self pity > She has the coolest hair ever > If love is a switch, she just pulled the lever > She is the definition of beauty > To honor her, is almost my duty > Man I feel really stupid writing this > Cause if she saw this she would think I’m as creepy as that singer in kiss > But I don’t wear face paint, so that should help my chances > I don’t have to ask her out now, be cause theres a few years til the high school dances > But still, she is An angel from above > You may call it weird, I call it love. > > I Tried to make it as weird as possible lol > > Oh, and I think a mod cleaned up my first poem that I posted, so thank you mod. that was an easy anagram, Chloe Moretz ---
**Author:** ![bonesraphs](https://sea1.discourse-cdn.com/flex015/user_avatar/forums.yoyoexpert.com/bonesraphs/32/43_2.png) [@bonesraphs](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/u/bonesraphs)\ **Post date:** [June 14, 2011, 12:26pm UTC](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/t/poems-post-em/27074/17 "2011-06-14T12:26:28Z")
How the Turtle Neck Sweater did you figure it out?!?! [b] RAPH EDIT: I AM NOT REALLY A MOD, BUT I’M GOING TO PRETEND. 😛 THANKS, RAPH[/b] * * * This was when I was really bored. Suicide is like cyanide when you try to hide You should have flied Still haven’t died But yet nobody has cried but I can barely think of genocide like being a metaphorical guide Doctor Jekylll, Mr. Hyde is like the real world groom and bride For guilt and regret haven’t applied For these people’s tears have dried And I’ve been taken for a ride For death I have put aside * * * This is a remix of a song I like: Neopolitian Dreams - Lisa Mitchell not the greatest, but what evzz (You go on I’ll be okay I can dream the rest away Its just a little touch of fate, it will be okay It sure takes its precious time, but it’s got rights and so have I.) … These rights, they cross a line, they can make us cry more, or they are worth to die for but just because its all wrong doesn’t make it a little right I can barely breath, while the rain leads the night It doesn’t end here, nor does it start Just remember, til’ death do we part I’m holding my breath and I can barely stay nimble as I try to stay conscious and take in paranoia at every symbol every symbol that’s not really there to find it so bruised its never rare and to think of that it’s driving me insane to remember, that it’s barely for the love of the game and these entertainers are talking about cocking a pistol And I think that this arrogant lie, is our downfall just because you stutter doesn’t make it less of a stall I need a sense of approval when I answer to your every call I aint determined to kill anything mentaly or physically but atleast this blood is flowing confidently and I’m trying telling you that this is not the place for me But when your not listning, its just harder for me to speak. Speak these truths, speak these poems and just because I say them, doesn’t mean i know ‘em and I try not to lie for my self, but I have original claims but I don’t know if its a blessing, that I’m not the same It feels like a curse that can only feel worse for this world has run out of of things to offer So they might as well kill me, but I’m thought for I guess i have a place for myself to live, but I may be surrounded but i could never fight a battle alone and the world will watch astounded (I turn my head up to the sky I focus one thought at a time I do not let the little thieves under my tightly buttoned sleeves You couldnt be alone, the time I feel like I am walking blind I have no where I’ll have time. There are no legible signs There are no legible signs.) There are no legible signs, but that aint right Maybe they’re there, but your the one who’s blind You may think you know love like the back of your hand but I can bet you, this is uncharted land No one dared set foot, and maybe your just not paying attention I didn’t take the credit, you just forgot to mention Dont you dare belive it’s all irony just remember you can fly with me it wont hurt as much now that your a thousand miles away with a final breath, forgive me for what ever I say But I can barely think that I’m being generous still, I’m being poisoned, for loneliness is venomous and I’m losing blood, and I’m shutting down for a while Its sadistic, the thought that I will never see you smile but I have to remember just because I’m not there, doesn’t mean anything to you For I feel the pain, and I don’t think its coming back around too because it doesn’t work in a world of perfection I still hope that there is a such thing as affection But Hollywood is brain washing what was and used to be So I guess a second apperance of a super hero couldn’t be me Because I’ve given up, and I stopped livin’. But being alive is barely a given ---
**Author:** ![Saskabilly\_Psychosis](https://sea1.discourse-cdn.com/flex015/user_avatar/forums.yoyoexpert.com/saskabilly_psychosis/32/560_2.png) [@Saskabilly\_Psychosis](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/u/Saskabilly_Psychosis)\ **Post date:** [June 14, 2011, 1:05pm UTC](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/t/poems-post-em/27074/18 "2011-06-14T13:05:22Z")
> [@Raphael](#): > > * * * > > This was when I was really bored. > > Suicide is like cyanide > when you try to hide > You should have flied > Still haven’t died > But yet nobody has cried > but I can barely think of genocide > like being a metaphorical guide > Doctor Jekylll, Mr. Hyde > is like the real world groom and bride > For guilt and regret haven’t applied > For these people’s tears have dried > And I’ve been taken for a ride > For Death I have put aside im really sorry, but one of my pet peeves is deliberately bad poetry. I know it may have been made quickly, but haste is not an excuse for mediocrity. first of all, “flied”, to my knowledge is not a real word, and making up words is the final solution if you have no ideas. The bolded line doesnt make sense, can you please explain it? i dont know if you realize how powerful of a word “Genocide” is. and please explain the last line if it actually has meaning, cause it sounds like you keep switching perspective in the poem. please dont take offense to any of this, im just trying to expose your weaknesses so you can get better at poetry if you choose to take it seriously, because i think you do have potential… i just want you to think about the words you are putting in your poems, it’s quality before quantity. ---
**Author:** ![bonesraphs](https://sea1.discourse-cdn.com/flex015/user_avatar/forums.yoyoexpert.com/bonesraphs/32/43_2.png) [@bonesraphs](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/u/bonesraphs)\ **Post date:** [June 14, 2011, 1:19pm UTC](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/t/poems-post-em/27074/19 "2011-06-14T13:19:53Z")
My perspectives changing, was more or less the cause of writing this in about 45 seconds. So that was me being stupid. It was supposed to be through the eyes of someone else (not someone specific, but people who won’t really accept people for who they are) And how some people believe that a certain group is the cause of a corrupt society. (I Am not against any cultural group or political party or anything) For the last part, its hard to explain, it is kind of a resolution to there mental conflict of wanting to kill. “I have been taken for a ride” is like taking a new perspective of things, “For Death I have put aside” Is saying that they are coming to the point where the thoughts of killing others and themselves they have ‘put aside’ Also I thought Flied was a word 😢 > [@Saskabilly\_Psychosis](#): > > please dont take offense to any of this, im just trying to expose your weaknesses so you can get better at poetry if you choose to take it seriously, because i think you do have potential… i just want you to think about the words you are putting in your poems, it’s quality before quantity. Thank you 🙂 SB: I put some old poems on the internet a year ago, and they got like 400+ hits in a matter of a few hours. I took them down though, because they were garbage, and I improved my writing a lot. All my good stuff is in a book, that is no longer in my possession 😢 ---
**Author:** ![Saskabilly\_Psychosis](https://sea1.discourse-cdn.com/flex015/user_avatar/forums.yoyoexpert.com/saskabilly_psychosis/32/560_2.png) [@Saskabilly\_Psychosis](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/u/Saskabilly_Psychosis)\ **Post date:** [June 14, 2011, 6:26pm UTC](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/t/poems-post-em/27074/20 "2011-06-14T18:26:26Z")
> [@Raphael](#): > > My perspectives changing, was more or less the cause of writing this in about 45 seconds. So that was me being stupid. > > It was supposed to be through the eyes of someone else (not someone specific, but people who won’t really accept people for who they are) And how some people believe that a certain group is the cause of a corrupt society. (I Am not against any cultural group or political party or anything) > > For the last part, its hard to explain, it is kind of a resolution to there mental conflict of wanting to kill. > > “I have been taken for a ride” is like taking a new perspective of things, > “For Death I have put aside” Is saying that they are coming to the point where the thoughts of killing others and themselves they have ‘put aside’ > > Also I thought Flied was a word 😢 > > > [@Saskabilly\_Psychosis](#): > > > > please dont take offense to any of this, im just trying to expose your weaknesses so you can get better at poetry if you choose to take it seriously, because i think you do have potential… i just want you to think about the words you are putting in your poems, it’s quality before quantity. > > Thank you 🙂 > > SB: I put some old poems on the internet a year ago, and they got like 400+ hits in a matter of a few hours. I took them down though, because they were garbage, and I improved my writing a lot. All my good stuff is in a book, that is no longer in my possession 😢 I hope you find that book, I’d like to read some of your stuff that you are proud of. 🙂 Also, its ok if you are against something or hate something. That hatred is inspirational fuel. I use it in 99% of my music, its always about my hatred or detest for something… whether it be political, religious, or social. The best songs are written with intense anger (imho) . Let your emotions go crazy and see what kind of poems you come up with. 🙂 [Next page](https://forums.yoyoexpert.com/t/poems-post-em/27074.md?page=2)