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POEM STARTER
Write a poem where the opening line is in a different language.
If you don't know another language you could look up a common phrase said in your language of choice that is linked to the theme of your poem.
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Et toutes mes angoisses ont disparu, My breath releases in a slow, steady rate, My muscles relax from all of my tension, I return to my previous peaceful state.
The day was a blur of panic and nerves, But I see now there was nothing to fear, I let it all go from my head to my toes, And let fall one now relieved tear.
My mind was a hive of loud, angry bees, And my heart felt a weight pull me down, It was an idea that something could harm me, When I was always safe and sound.
I feel so at peace now here in this place, I know that these worries weren’t true, Once more I take a long, freeing breath, Et toutes mes angoisses ont disparu.
ありがとございました。
Such simple words Can bring a smile to someone Face Their ugly, ugly face
The people of this world Must roll in the dirt and rot Of hell For their cruel words hurt my heart
They balk in the spotlight Leaving me Dragging me Undecided on where to place me
So why should I thank them?
おはよ!
Good morning? Fuck it What’s a good morning when I still here Living among these two-faced shits
“You’re so smart” “Wow! You made that grade?” “Oh course it’s Hollow” “Fist Bump Treestump!”
I smile, that doesn’t mean I like it My heart swells with pride But my mind longs for death Their blood staining my hands
So no, mornings are not good for me
こにちわ。
Hi, Or afternoon, I guess Please go away, before I lose control Even my friends are concerned for my sanity
But they don’t understand They don’t see the world as I see it I try to tuck that little piece of me away I’m very good at lying, you see
Just yesterday, my sweetums Honey Bear Said that she would be praying for me She doesn’t even have a religion
Fuck off, I don’t want your hellos!
死ぬ。
Okay For that one I used a translator I’m not as smart as you think I am Okay?
Kill you Stab me Hang you Shoot me
I’m questioning what’s real What’s not So please explain to me Why is everyone saying—
ありがと?
Maji, nisogezee jahazi kwangu Mimi Abiria, nilie potea Nakuvutwa mikononi mwako Mafichoni naogelea, Nakuzama, tena sana. Huvutwa kwa zana zilizo baridi
Ni nini unacho kitafuta kwangu Mimi mwana, nilie potea Nakutokea mikononi mwako Mikono yanao ni kaba. Ni wapi univutapo Maana sifaham mahali hapa
Mkono wako unirudishe, Kwa familia, salama Na kwa jahazi iliyo potea. Niruhusu nijitoe kwako Nipumue upepo nilicho zoea Nipigwe na jua na kukauka Tukutane tena siku ya mvua
Спрятано под пылью разноцветных слёз I know your sadness won't be stiff or hollow Созвездия беззвучных, ярких звёзд Will lead you home and leave until tomorrow
You will forget, И снова улыбнёшься И молча, словно больше не шутя В закрытый дом лишь утром ты вернёшься Закрыв глаза, ты видишь мир из сна
Just paint your dreams and nightmares with a brush И обернись, на камеру смеясь I don't know if you're faking your demeanor Но я надеюсь, что ты не счастьем мнимый
And at the cliff, before the endless fall Ты отзовёшься криком на последнем вдохе Step up, and turn around or go on Обнимут небеса в любом пороке
Note: I used google translate so I don’t know for sure if this is proper Russian
Я не могу не плакать It’s not all an act. I know for a fact. My emotions aren’t intact There’s words I find are hard to extract.
I’m trying to figure out my next line but I can’t so I’m just gonna publish before I get more stressed out
“Lo siento, te amo…”
“Ven aquí. Do it, I dare you.” I smile, watching as he points his gun at my chest with a trembling hand. I know he doesn’t want to shoot me. But he will. I have always known how stubborn he is. I know he wont start something without finishing it. I know that despite the love he feels for me, the desire to complete his task is greater.
My smile widens as he steps closer. It shouldn’t. But it does. It fills me with anticipation, fear, pain. Excitement.
He steps closer, his finger on the trigger. One press and its over.
I take the final step forward and grab the barrel of the gun, pressing it to my chest. I tilt my head to see it fully. A .50 GS, one shot and i’m dead.
“Disparar.” I whisper. Still. Smiling.
And he does.
Me dejaste el corazón frío…
I still remember the slam of the door. The ice in your voice as you left. I still remember that anger… How your eyes darkened.
I was so tonto to trust you. So naive and blind. So lost and broken.
Handed you my heart- Just to watch you shatter it.
Handed you my life- Just to watch you strangle it.
Handed you my trust- Just to watch you crush it.
Clouds wandered over. Darkness closed in. A chill settled.
Your voice. Your shadow. Your clothes. Your bed… It’s all still here.
A haunting memory of what was. A shadow of regret- Ojalá nunca confiara…
「頑張りましょう」
“Yes, let’s,” my reply
And do our best we did We gave it our all We did all we could
Through loss of life And Enduring their lies Staging tearful protests
We voted Petitioned We wrote letters Both angry And kind
We saw families displaced And many destroyed So much inhumanity
Despite all our efforts Those hateful bills passed
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