Write a poem in a different genre to your usual comfort zone.
This poem can be in any style and with any theme, but try to write in a genre that you wouldn't normally try.
1. To smell the fresh pages of a newly opened book.
2. To draw the most beautiful piece of art in your sketchbook.
3. To prove all of your doubters wrong.
4. To sing your favorite song.
5. To see another sunset on the beach.
6. To achieve the dream which was always just out of reach.
7. To lay up at midnight to look at the stars.
8. To not have your shocked parents look at the mounds of bri...
In the depths of the abyss, where darkness reigns,
A chilling presence, consuming all that remains.
Whispers of terror, a symphony of dread,
Unearthly creatures lurking, hungry to be fed.
Eyes glowing with malice, piercing through the night,
Their haunting gaze, a chilling sight.
The air grows colder, a bone-chilling breeze,
As the spirits of the damned begin to tease.
Shadows dance, twisted and...
I'm a bit bored, so I decide to climb in my car and just drive around for a bit. And for some odd reason, today I'm in the mood to cause some unnecessary trouble. I drive toward the main road and I see a speeding officer. I get this sudden urge to start speeding uncontrollably. So that is exactly what I do. It doesn't even take the officer a few seconds to notice me. And so the chase begins.
Stop eating so much,
Stop breathing so loud,
Stop wearing that,
Stop getting so excited,
Stop being noticed,
Stop being a human.
Let me be me.
Let me eat three bowls of cereal,
Let me breath,
Let me wear what I want,
Let me be me.
Let me be me.
Let me talk so much until it hurts,
Let me scream with excitement,
Let me laugh har...
Eva Smith was a girl met with
Violence, used, abused she was
A concept, a lesson, to teach
Money, class, responsibility,
The lack of mutual respect in the world, our
(just clocked that didn't match the prompt, ill go again)
Theres a tapping on the walls. Its quiet, its loud
Its bugging me
It comes, it goes
i count the beat
One two three
i stay still, it will leav...
Jars smashing at my feet,
The argument gaining heat,
My wife who thinks I cheat,
the real me, she didn’t meet,
Or so it always seems to me.
The kids, they see me and her,
Arguing, day by day, all the time,
Acting, pretending it’s all fine,
But in fact, for anything at all,
If we don’t need it, there is no dime,
It didn’t use to matter one bit,
But now as a husband, apparently,
I’m not deemed curr...
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