I Am Not Dead

@littleone

The Flower

You wear a flower, Woven in your hair. You pluck it with thought, And take a lot of care. That flower is you, Beautiful and bright. It's amazing really- Nothing prettier in sight.

@GeorginaMay

If I Could Choose What My Heart Was Made Of

I'd choose diamonds so no-one could break it. Or gold so it would always be guarded. Maybe balloons, when it's big I'd be generous. Or elastic so I'd never be torn.

@HingAling24

The Lack Of Inspiration

Gone are the days. The mystical ways my mind would play. The inspiration I would find from a topic on my mind. The kind way my brain would relay a message. The relationship of a related heritage.

@littleone

Write For Love

What is this about, What does this mean. I'm quite unsure, If it's being seen. What is the purpose, Of this quick rhyme. Is it to prosper, To live for a long time. Am I writing, For likes or love.

@damoambrose

True Beauty

Beauty is more than the delicate Rose. It is the Earth and the rain. From which beauty grows. Tangled roots may not please the eye. But surely without them. The flower would die.

@Odd

Poetry Bouquet

When I write poetry, you know, I start with a feeling in mind. Or maybe a picture in need of description... Or a situation to undermine. And it'd from these the words grow.

@TaintedTulip

A sudden wave Of inspiration Out of pure silence I just wrote to find out A small phase Of screwy relationships And now that I'm back on track I'm writing more and more I'm excited to see What I...

@Delilah

Until Next Time

I'm popping off for a little while To have a rest and revive my style, My little head is really bare Like Hubbard's cupboard there's nothing there.