Writing Prompt
Writings
Writings
POEM STARTER
Write a poem, in any structure, about something that you find beautiful.
With freedom of structure, style, and rhythm, how will you use these elements to reflect the beauty you admire?
Writings
Those people
How do they do it?
Live like no one’s watching
Like the world is safe and kind
Other people are
**Always**
Watching
So how do they do those things?
How are they so friendly,
Helpful
Cheerful
Sweet
When no doubt, something in their life
Is going horribly wrong?
How do they not snap?
Break under the pressure of society?
How do they strive through persecutors?
How do they **live**,...
A melody drifts, a gentle wave,
Carrying the soul to a tranquil enclave,
Where notes dance and leap in joyous flight,
And harmonies embrace in the soft moonlight.
In this realm, the heart finds its voice,
A symphony of feelings, a poignant choice,
To soar on a crescendo, to weep in a song,
Music, the language where all can belong.
It whispers of love with a tender caress,
It screams of anguish i...
You know that was a lie.
I lied when I said “Not directed at anyone!” In a different poem.
Because I wrote that poem thinking about you.
I know you don’t like liars.
But what can I do?
When I don’t want you knowing how much you make me smile.
How my friends see my smile because I’m always thinking about you.
How I just wish I was online 25/7 even when I’m looking at your life file.
_Talking_ to...
Every strum
Every note
Every word
is the human experience
Every story
Every love
Every loss
connects you to me
Every melody
Every rhyme
Every beat
envokes a new emotion
Every lyric
Every song
Every album
makes sense of my mind
Every culture
Every place
Every time
has felt it’s power
Without it, we’d be alone.
Music cleanses the soul....
Pink are your petals and green is your stem.
On the water you stand, tall and swaying.
In your petals you guard a golden gem.
And above you the clouds have been graying.
The birds are quiet, and the fish are still.
All is quiet, but it won't be for long.
It starts to rain and the birds start to trill.
When do you realize something is wrong?
The wind picks up. It screams, whistles, and shouts.
Th...
Beauty is rarely black and white.
Beauty can be seen even in the absence of sight.
Most people and things are beautiful,
If they put forth their heart and soul.
With more love,
We could rise above,
And see the truth,
And call a truce.
One person’s trash is another’s treasure,
And I will just want you for more than forever,
You’re the definition of goals,
You always sparkle but you’re better than...
Is it okay your skin creates a soothing touch,
Or that my hearts engulfed with harmless flame?
Is it okay your fragrance delivers a drug rush?
Or that your heart is what I wish to tame.
Is it okay for me to feel like I’m driving with no clutch?
Or that it gives me excitement chasing you, no matter the game.
Is it okay not even the moon can light up the room as much,
Or that you’re the rainbow a...
Nature is the dance the earth has yearned to waltz
We see it through the wind and its whistling melody,
It's present in the welcome of the oceans-lapping waves,
I've seen it in the flight of birds as summer starts to fade.
Nature is the grief that every being seems to face,
We hear it in the wolves' aching howls to the moon,
It’s in the swaying of the barren trees, as fall consumed their leaves,
...
I find the way that the way the world works out
How you happen to fail
And then the next minute succeed
Is something so amazingly beautiful
But I also see the pain
The tears
The jealousy and sadness of losing something you loved
It’s beautiful, in its own way
It’s not a peaceful summer day
Or a snowy Christmas morning
But it makes shivers run down my spine
So therefor it’s beautiful
I like to ...
Similar writing prompts
POEM STARTER
‘Where there once was softness, now all had turned to stone'
Write a poem which closes with this line.
POEM STARTER
Write a poem titled ‘Over The Hill’.
Is the title literal or a metaphor? See where this title can take you.