Rate the poem above you:)

I know it may sound stupid, but here's how it works:

Someone writes a poem of their choice (just make sure it's not so long that people won't read it!) and the person below rates it, and writes one of their own!

Here's mine:

Confusion

Why can't I think when I'm near you

Why do I stutter when you say it's true

Why did I believe in love at first sight

All we did was have a huge fight.

Please rate! Miles of Smiles- ~ML5~

P.S. I would appreciate it if nobody copys my topic idea, thnx!

8/10

The midnight sky lingers with the scent of dried leaves and burning coals,

And I smile as I watched the flames burn into the dark oblivion.

When the embers shall fade is somethig no one knows.

The trees are beginning to go bare,

And the sidewalks are covered by the crisp, orange dead leaves.

This is a sign of how Autumn comes and goes.

The air is cold and crisp to the touch against my skin,

Chilling you and I all, all the way down to the bone.

The wind is so feirce that I feel like pins are stabbing my toes.

And the children are giggling and playing,

Telling each other stories and ryhmes of the upcoming winter.

Chestnuts are roasting to a scent that's delightful to my nose.

But then his hand has reached for mine,

And now I feel blush coming to my face; he's my one and only.

In his hand he holds a beautiful red rose.

*i*/10 It was beautiful!!*sniffle*

Assurance

How can you say you love me

When you know it isn't true

Honestly, it's ok in my world

But to your world it is unknown

As i sink to the floor of my bedroom,

I think 'Your world may never know'

And lightning strikes, and your world is destroyed

I think,'How do you handle such worry'

As twilight drew on, I thought of our good times

But they are gone, like your world

We seem to be worlds apart, you have to understand

That people don't talk to people like me,

'I'm nothing but a nerd with geeky glasses' I say

How can you love me at all?

I'm not popular, I'm just a bookworm

'No your not' you say,'I love you for who you are'

PM me for the extended version.

10/10

Despite the skies turning gray,

Ruining our ever so perfect day,

I'll be okay.

Even if the waves are crashing,

And the scared animals are dashing,

I'll be okay.

If you'll be by my side,

And forever watch the stormy tide,

I'll be okay.

10/10

I'm not going to type another poem, I just want to know something. Jinx, do you want the extended version of mine? I think you'll like it!

10/10
I'm not going to type another poem, I just want to know something. Jinx, do you want the extended version of mine? I think you'll like it!

Click to expand...

sure

I'll pm it to you

Ok, you should now have it!

Jinx and memitchilover, awesome poetry. I feel like writing a sad poem but eh...I will later

When you're gone, I miss you,

In my mind, no thoughts will brew.

I can't think, what's to do?

Under the moon, the only source of light,

I try to sink my mind right into the night,

Funny, I can't do anything.

But then, you reach for my hand,

I come down to happy land.

You're mine and always will be.

(I just wrote that on the spot. My on-the-spot poetry usually doesn't turn out well unless it's a limerick or a haiku. Weep.)

9/10

The stars are fading,

And the cherry blossoms have lost their scent.

The moon has grown dull,

And the grass has lost it's beauty.

The sky has gone gray,

And the rivers have died down.

When did this begin?

On the day that you left me.

You were the shine of the moon and stars,

And the aroma of the cherry blossoms.

You were my everything,

And now you have dissapeared with my heart at your hands.

10/10 Love your signature.

Yeah, I'm really worked up about the Summer Solstice xD

A Magical Summer Sunrise

Part One

We seek the sun`s firey delight

But the dawn stays nowhere in sight.

You see, 'tis the twenty-first of June

The morning of Summer Solstice!

Summer will begin soon.

Part Two

Look! An orange light of summer!

See that orange, yellow and red,

Now there is light for us to tread.

Never will I want to leave those colours, warm and enchanting.

Watch the sun, quite the vision,

Witness it with perfect precision.

This place is filled with magic,

But I know it'll end...won't it be tragic.

Though now that summer has began,

Let the warmth penetrate the land.

8/10 I like it!!

*points to siggy* Thats not the full version, though.

10/10

*points at siggy*

Not really a poem, but I wrote it.

9/10 I think it's a poem ^^ Great job.

Anyhoo, weren't you LilAngelbaby1819 (if I did it wrong, sorry, I can't remember xD) or something? You have the same signature.

Yep, my other account is now taken over by my sister, which I despise.

10/10 for your siggy poem

PM me for a funny Barney poem I made.

Roses are red

Violets are blue

Don't you understand

That I love you?

Knew it.

(Sorry that I forgot to point at mah signature ^.^;

I see nothing but dark grey skies,

They scream, they stomp, they let out cries.

I can't sense anything but its sounds and size.

Nothing is clear, except a cloud shedding a tear.

An ear-piercing, blaring sound.

Kind of like a howling hound,

Along with rain from clouds to the ground.

Rain is pouring, thunder is roaring.

Children run through "ponds" and "lakes",

As their feet touch water, the water shakes.

They're so dirty, for goodness sakes.

Some have fun, others wish for sun.

There's so much rain, everywhere is wet.

I'm so happy that the sun has set.

But there's more rain that we will get.

Many raindrops, feeding farmers' crops.

I love the rain, I love the hail,

I'm glad that this rain will prevail,

To enchant one, it will never fail.

10/10 LOVE IT! It tells me about the world somehow.

I like chocolate, yes I do!

I like chocolate, how 'bout you?

"Yes I like my chocolate, too"

Chocolate is yummy?

Yea, the dumbest one I ever made. Lol. I was inspired by eating chocolate sprinkles right now.

Thanks ^^

10/10

Cute poem, not dumb. I love it. Hah.

Grapes are purple,

And also green.

But rotten, they're brown.

Brown like a bean.

Apples are red,

Their insides are beige.

But the skin is dry,

And puts me in a rage.

Lemons are yellow,

They are sour.

That's when they're raw...

They give food showers!

Oranges are orange,

Very, very wet.

Though they are yummy,

Sometimes, wet makes me fret.

Strawberries are red

Just like an apple.

It has many seeds

Making it look dappled.

Bananas are yelllow,

Nice and mushy.

Still it's good.

Extremely yummy.

You see, my friend,

Fruit is good!

It makes all happy

Just like food should.

(One of my worst ones...but I love fruit )

9/10 It was cute!

Heaven

Hush little darling, don't you cry

The moon won't fall from the sky

When the sun comes up tomorrow, then you can try

Little girl sang softly to herself each day,

Singing, " 'I love You' is what my daddy would say"

She looked up to see a flashing light

Thinking it was perhaps her father ready to take flight

But it was only a blazing fire

Burning all her hoped and desires

The children at school would ask her

Why she looked so sad and blue

Little girl never answered

They could never know what she was going through

Lying in bed all alone

Tying to wonder why the world feels so cold

Crying because there's no body to tuck her in

What did she do to deserve this deadly sin?

That little girl, who was only 8, killed herself that night

As to hold her father in her arms so tight

She followed the light

Into the heavens she came

Her memotions could not be tamed

For there stood her precious Dad

The only thing that could everm ake her glad

Infinity/10. You know I love all of your poems, Desy. D: They're so beautiful.

Sitting quietly at night

Looking up at the stars

She wages wars with herself

Because she feels below par

 

The next day she seems fine

All smiles and laughter

But then that same night

Her thoughts, again, shatter her

 

She sits on her bed

Her parents shout hurtful words

And she's up until dawn

Listening to the twittering of birds

 

The next few weeks she doesn't seem fine

She walks with her head hung low in shame

She always feels this way

Like she is to blame

 

So one night she writes

Her very last words

And she falls asleep forever

To the twittering of birds

Sorry if it's short and doesn't really make much sense. I wrote it a while back for a friend when she was going through a rough time.