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POEM STARTER
Write a poem about your worst personality traits, and how they could become positive.
What poetic devices could you use to emphasise the negatives and positives of this trait?
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My overthinking,
Has me sinking.
Into this deep mire,
Sullying my own ire.
Creating slights,
My hurt hitting new hights.
Choking my heart,
Which fails to restart.
Reassurance is needed,
Your support heeded.
Hand on my chest,
āPlease restā
A smiled returned,
Fear overturned.
Calmness restored,
This relief flawed.
ā¦
Love you R
ā¦
š¤š...
I have many good traits
To the point some people think im perfect
But im human
I have horrible, disgusting traits too
Iāll talk about the good ones first
Iām pretty popular
Iām the best striker in my league
And Iām very artistic
But thereās also the other ones
The ones i try to ignore
While they scrape at my soul
The meds donāt help
Some of the ābadā traits are:
I hate myself
I think im fat
I...
snow lands on top
those blonde curls
the mysterious blue eyes
the smile
the laugh
the tear
I wish you were real
I wish I was fictional
they call you mean
they call you rude
they call you thoughtless
or manipulative
but I know
I know that weāre all just human
we are all like that
you were just more unlucky
than the rest
I want to hug you
to hold you tight
to kiss your forehead
a...
Soft
Sensitive is what they call me
But really I am soft
Cozy
I love my bed
All cuddled up
Away from pain
Blankets wrapped tight
Because thatās what you do
With delicate things
Fragile
My cheeks flush and my eyes wander
When I feel too seen
When I try too hard to have a say
To do things my way
I break at the smallest crack
Even though ironically
To feel seen
Is all I want
Warm
I gi...
Worst personalityā¦ hmmā¦
Letās find out.
Lay me down.
Cut me open.
Take a look inside.
Letās see hereā¦
Whatās this dark, small thing?
Ah, her heart. I see.
Whatās this? Itāsā¦ a shadow.
And itās-
moving.
Put that back.
NO!
Sorry. Didnāt mean to yell.
Thatās my demon.
Put them back.
More swarm, piling out.
Bees from a hive-
Spirits from a host.
I scream and writhe.
Theyāre all the sanity I have...
They all call me weird,
Always alone, it's clear.
Saying I should talk more,
That I don't fit in, it's a chore.
Being introverted isn't a crime,
I just need some peaceful time.
I don't hate people, please believe,
I'm not antisocial, just inclined to receive.
I can be talkative but
I'm not a fan of small talk.
I do have my friends,
You all just don't fit in that category.
How many times I've t...
Amidst the realm of my personality's might,
Lies a palette of traits, both dim and bright,
In verse, I'll paint their negative hue,
Then seek the virtues they can ensue.
Overthinking, a storm in the mind's expanse,
Endless riddles, a never-ending dance,
Yet within, it births innovation's spark,
Solving problems complex, even in the dark.
Being harsh, a blade, it cuts so deep,
Yet, sharpened, it'...
always stuck in my head
in a land far, far away
in a daze and reminiscing
of those days
I know I shouldnāt be there
that those times are gone
but I just canāt let go
no matter how hard I try
iām supposed to be in class
and I am
but just my body,
and not my mind
please understand,
Iām only daydreaming....
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