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POEM STARTER
Submitted by Maranda Quinn
Write a poem from the perspective of someone who obviously hates — or is just extremely bad at — poetry.
Try to consider why someone may feel pressured to write a poem. Love? A school project?
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Today is your lucky day
You’ll see me try to rhyme
(Key word: try)
I swear, if this is a waste of time…
While you’re here, maybe I’ll tell you why this sucks
Poetry is so RESTRICTIVE
Don’t even get me started…
It makes me feel a tad vindictive
Writing a poem is a struggle
Even reading one doesn’t make sense
And the poems we “analyze” (more like make up meanings for) in English class…
Edgar All...
I’m struggling to make my words rhyme , My tongue twisted into the taste of lime . I’ll pour you a drink of wine as my poem are claimed to be mine .
The way my poem intertwine my emotions as they spill onto the lines , The way the ink makes the page stink as it seeps through onto the other side it no longer glides for there tears that fell on the page leaving a stain that will always remain .
...
I absolutely hate love, why?
Because my mind goes completely frantic
When I want to say something romantic
I think of poetry, but my lips go static
My heart says “you are radiant, cosmic.
You’re voice a symphony, melodic.
Tell me your every thought on any topic,
I want to know you, down to the microscopic.”
But when I see you, I go blank and I panic
So all I can manage to say is “Hi.”...
The dark, frigid waters
Are waters dark and frigid.
They’re cold, making
Them never warm.
It’s that way because….
Of something.
Since I was a whippersnapper
Ive known where I’m from.
That’s enough for me.
I mean, why do I have to express
Myself in this manner? It feels
Like I’m just making incomplete
Sentences to unclearly
Portray how I’m feeling.
Let’s be honest: most poetry
We call good would p...
I can’t find the words to say
Repetition is to blame
Nothing ever feels the same
And I just wanna stop
I know it’s good for my brain
But man, it’s driving me insane
Translate feelings, mostly pain
A time for taking stock
Fuck these lines
Fuck these rhymes
Fuck, I’ve wasted all my time
I don’t know and I don’t care
Why would you, an unheard prayer
This thing called art I may forswear
Eternal wri...
Victoria said she likes poems
So here I am writing one for her
What a boring chore to be sure
But I think i like her
We’re friends
Isn’t that how it starts?
We went to the gallery
And i compared her to a work of art
Cheesy, i know
But it wasn’t a show
I tried to pay for her food
But she wasn’t in the mood
Now here I am
Eating for two
And she’s looking at me
And I’m looking at her
In between ou...
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I’m trying my hand at poetry,
Because she tells me to.
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My first poem, it has been yeeted.
More elaborate thoughts are needed.
This is too much to ask,
My thoughts on this task:
[content deleted]
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Fine, I’ll try harder,
I’ll even try to rhyme.
Stupid English assignment,
This is a waste of time.
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That last one got me a ‘D,’
Now she expects anoth...
Of all the mundane throughout my days,
I take the words reeking of cliche
And wrap it in a big, flowery bow.
They belong to minds much greater than mine—
A different metaphor for every open door—
Who do I think I am? The next Poe?
The next Plath? Hemingway?
Alls I need is a little copacetic, pathetic swig of liquid courage
To get the gears spinning inside my rotting brain.
Head in the gas chamb...
Words are jumbled and confusing,
Much like a jigsaw puzzle,
Too many meanings for too
many things,
It causes my brain to befuddle!
Grammar is such a headache, all
these “do’s” and “don’t’s,”
Rhyming including, because
some words will work, and others
won’t.
Ask why I still write, and I will act
as though I don’t posses a reply,
But, really, I do, and it, I choose
to hide,
But I, sometimes, ...
umm i like dogs.
but not logs?
what the heck
is on your neck
oh so bright the sun
i rly like my bun.
oops i fall.
and i'm at the mall
your shirt is yellow
oh hi there fellow!
i am very fond
(of cats)
woah that a bright green pond,
tell
Mel.
i don't like to wash (my cat).
OMG YOUR DOG IS SO POSH!!!!!!!!!
wow
now
i've come to far
oOo i like that bar
cough
dough
POETRY SUCKS
but i like d...
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