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POEM STARTER
Write a poem from the voice of someone who is worrying about something.
Consider the style and layout of your poem to best reflect your character's emotions and thoughts.
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“Hey.”
“Hi.”
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I’m sure I could talk your ear off,
once you get to know me.
and I’m positive you’d return the favor,
we’d be great friends, maybe more?
crushes on people
you don’t talk to
could be result of
loneliness, low
self-esteem,
or you just
seem to show
up like someone
I used to know.
Of course I had to
look that up.
I’m worried that
this isn’t normal,
I’m falling for a guy
w...
“I’m worried he’s better than me.”
I hate how you think
you’re the toughest in the family.
Multiple days gone by,
and I’m not in calamity.
I have tons of hobbies,
and you pick on all of them.
Say I’m terrible at this,
and that. Why do you condemn
me?
Why?
You’re not better than me,
just because you’re stronger.
You’re not better than me,
and it’s not because I’ve lived longer.
The moment I br...
Cold floor
Warm air
Breaths that feel like daggers
Tear soaked shirt
Head between knees
Gasping
Panic attack
Pacing and screaming
Crying that I need help
No one cares
Not a single person listens
People roll their eyes
I scream and cry
I think and try
But momma dosnet listen
I articulate
and Reverberate
But papa dosnet listen
I fall and fall and fall
No one seems to see me disappearing
I am ...
(NOT POETRY, just partially the prompt)
Sitting on my rooftop, my music blasts in my earbuds, blocking out nearly every sound around me.
Nearly.
Mid-song, I hear a faint scream.
Pausing my music almost immediately, I take out my earbuds to listen again.
Silence.
A feeling of dread settles into my stomach, making me nauseous. I slide off my roof, feet hitting the pavement as I begin running f...
I feel like we’re arguing
I don’t get why
How did this even happen?
I’m a laywer
defending the innocent
that is falsely accused;
being framed for the crime
The person on trial
who is receiving your
evidence and witnesses
and questions and wrath
is you
Why are we arguing?
It’s like you’ve already decided
that you’re horrible,
always wrong
Irredeemable
No matter what I say
It won’t make a d...
I can’t think straight
I can’t walk straight
I can’t do anything right
I’m sitting here shaking wondering what’s wrong with me
Why do i find life so hard
So complicated?
This should be simple
This should be easy
So why do I feel like I’m dying?
I’m worrying about what you may think when I stutter over my words
I’m worrying about what you might say behind my back about me mispronouncing...
I’m on the path to a new diagnosis.
It’s bad to say but I hope I get it.
It wouldn’t change anything,
I just want an explanation,
A new path of treatment.
I’m glad to be better,
But I’m not one hundred percent.
It’s crazy to me that some people go through life not feeling that.
Am I getting crazier again?
Some things are better left unsaid.
I’m so OCD that I might have OCD.
I’ll wait to here what...
I think I need a new therapist.
Had this one for five years,
And it just isn’t cutting it.
Especially now that I’m on some ptsd shit,
And she tried to tell me,
That this person I’m blocking,
Didn’t deserve it?
That’s it too harsh, too mean?
I don’t give a fuck,
I’m doing this for me.
I don’t want these memories.
I won’t want this back in a year or two.
I want to move on from this.
I don’t need to ...
What if things can never go back to the way that they were?
What if I can never go back to the way that I was?
What if no friendship will ever be the same again,
If I can never fully trust?
I can.
I know that I can and that I will.
But I’m so paranoid.
A single cloud in the sky and it looks like rain.
I’m scared that I will run, run, run away…
That I will sabotage genuine connections,
Because I ha...
The world has preached
Of love
Since the beginning of time
Yet I stand
In the mirror
Streaks of shadow
Dripping down
The poems
The novels
The movies
The witnessing of others
Finding their promised one
It all is one show
Put on to mock me
Because they believe
That in the light of intimacy
I will forever be left in the dark
And I cannot help but shake
Crumble to nothing
As I fear this may...
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POEM STARTER
Write a Tanka, or a series of linked Tankas, on the theme of loyalty.
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