REJECTED! Sorry, had to.

Nice poem, though.

Made my day

Very good. My poetry is far creepier.

Nice.  I like yours too.

not as good as yours but...

IF ONLY
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if only I knew better,
would i be good enough for you?
will i ever be enough
oh, if only i knew...

her beauty, elegance, and grace
my heart has given chase.

She is beauty,
She is divine,
Oh, will she ever be mine?


when she is silent i feel peace
and with her voice there is pleasure.

with her voice i hear
i feel an urge to be near
but also shyness and fear.


She is funny, cunning, and smart
she is like a peace of art

She is the bestt you can find
with her strong will and mind
She is truly one of a kind.  (as a good thing)

We grew to be good friends
I thought there would be happy ends

I love her.
She liked me.
but things were not meant to be.


But oh, where did i go wrong?
her feelings did not last long.

i feel grief
i feel dispair
oh, life is not fair.


She drifted away
her love did not stay.

I pity me.
now that i've been shown
that i will die alone.


My feelings for her remain
untainted by feelings of hate or distain.

My love stays
it will always be acute. (sharp not <90 degrees)
standing resolute.

Her emotions are blind to me.
She shows no emotion that i can see.

Oh, how does she feel...
Happy? Sad?
Lonely? Mad?


So long has this stayed,
its seems no progress has been made.
If only i were better
would i be enough for you?
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This is about the girl whose drawing i posted way back.

True story.
Written on my ds. Took 30 min...

Here's my poetry:

Very good. My poetry is far creepier.


And he who hath the Great King's orb, the tusk, and the dagger of ancient lore.
He shall drive the Fiend away. But will not fight, another day.
For as the portal to Hell doth close, the ground shall crumble beneath his toes.
And he shall follow the Fiend to Hell, to battle the Fiend, whom he must fell.
And God in glory shall open the doors, to let out the hero, end end his chores.

Both are good, but for some reason Binde's seemed to have more imagery

Nice work both of you!  I'm a decent poet myself, but I suck at rhyming and it takes me the most time and usually subsitutes in for creativeness, since I can never find a rhyme to anything

Cool

My poetry is usually really dark and I don't rhyme, I prefer freeverse

Being lost is not a foreign concept for us
Behind grey walls
deep in the maze

did we build it?
or did it just appear?

Obscured by mists
Trampling vines to the ground
Here we are,
Searching for a way out
Out from this prison
It's daunting grey walls
blocking our view

Could this be anything but our lies?
Or our deepest thoughts?

Written like 1 minute ago in about 3 minutes.