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POEM STARTER
Write a poem, in any style and genre, which ends with a question.
The question should be clearly related to the theme of the poem.
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I've spent countless nights crying in bed, wondering what I've done to deserve the hand I was dealt.
I've prayed— no, _pleaded_ —to a god I don't even believe in, hoping he would fix me.
He leaves my prayers unanswered, yet he punishes me for every mistake I've ever made.
Sometimes I wonder how one could still worship a god with such strict rules.
We're meant to worship him with no evidence he...
I think it’s kind of funny
How I sit here and love
Love every one around me.
I would choose
Youand you and
You
over again
to be my one person.
But who would choose me?
Everyone would choose someone.
But not me.
People like me.
Some love me.
But there is always a person that’s better.
That is worth more.
I would choose you
But you would choose your lover
I would choose you...
I grew up
Watching people fall in love
On TV, man and woman
Getting married
And I wondered
Why I didn’t want that life
Why was it too hard to see
I didn’t want to be that girl
And I watched as
The boy treated her badly
And then I’d fantasize on how
I would treat her so kindly
Then entered school
With boy obsessed friends
And I wanted to know
Why was I not crushing on some guy
And then I saw...
I loved you at first sight
An instant connection so deep
It pains me now to think of it
You were my challenge and I failed you
You, Bluedini soul could escape any confinement
Defying the laws of physics and often gravity itself
You somehow even defy certain danger
But I know now you could not defy fear….
You were not safe when no amount of comfort or medication, CBD, and herbal remedies.
And t...
There’s something about the way the world shifted. The mistake I made that day - thinking I could actually talk to that boy who had treated me like a human. But instead of joking around and smiling I just stood there acting like an ice cube, except for the sweat that was making my shirt stick to my back as I tried to open my mouth and talk- was all my mind would think about, all it would show me. ...
I can never stop the what if’s,
The maybes, or the who knows -
His escapisms and justifications,
All his not-today-but-maybe-tomorrows.
I don’t know if I will ever be okay
I don’t know if he’ll ever truly be gone
I want to forget him, I want to kiss him —
An apt but much-loathed paragon.
Why can’t he ever just leave me alone?
Why does he text me every few weeks?
Does it bring him great pleas...
Years of evolution
Towards the present, we’re thrown
Nothing but purgatory fueled with pollution
In our great aging home
Oh, where the days went
Full of wonder and glee
With our desires met
All fun, all free
Oh, where the months went
When we didn’t care
Insults seldom made dents
But now they’re unfair
Oh, where the decades went
With friends to sit by
From then, we descent
To a hell, where we’ll...
am i crazy?
is it true?
maybe.
but the thought of you liking me is weird, too.
we’re friends, i guess.
at least i thought that, up until i saw your eyes darting back and forth between me and whoever you were talking with.
so tell me, is this some kind of game, a jest?
is it a joke, a comedic bit?
maybe it’s some sort of prank.
because i’ve noticed you looking at me like that, and him, and h...
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