Crimsona

After telling a few people that I didn't write poetry, it actually inspired me to write some. Please bear in mind it is definately in the first stages of editing ...

I wrote this poem when I was about 6, I re-read it today, and I actually thought that I could do something with it. So I did.Original;The seal swam down ...

So, another poem from Crimson. Still a little rusty and needs to be polished up, but I think that it's alright so far.The pitchBlackConsumes my whole,Swimming,Deeper,Into my soul.The echoesReverberati

Today Iglancedat a wasgreen.Edit 1:The took me well over an hour and plenty of editing. Please tare this peice apart, critique harshly, for I would love to know how to ...

Today on the train back from London, I snuck into 1st class without a ticket. Between 1st class and the... other bit, is the loo and few seats, where an ...

Where? Where do I go once I’mDead?Is it a strange world of black?Do I go to where the blind peopleSeeOr the deaf peopleHear?Is that where I go?Or do I justDisappear...Out ...

Here comes another poem from the Crimster. This one sums up what happened to me today. Some may be able to relate to it, others may not. Critique please. Be ...

Just a bit of a mess really. I'm not really expecting any responses for it, but maybe a bit of critique would be nice. "Have fun!"My kissblowsfrom my lips to ...

I can HearThe children outside.And as I do, I can remember...I can remember when I was that young.The mere five year old.Spreading Christmas joy with her friends through song.I slump ...

Spoiler! : It was at about 10am that I wrote this and I've left it untouched so it's probably full of horrible mistakes. I just want to see what the ...

So, thought I'd get into the Christmassy spirit and write a poem! Do please tell me what you think.Snow, Snow everywhere,Children, will you not come and shareThis joyful gift of ...

I haven't written a poem in a long time. I've never been very good at 'hidden' rhyme schemes and they are certainly a complete nightmare to write, but it was ...

This is basically the second draft of another poem I wrote called Tights and Toothbrushes, except it's a little more shaped instead of all over the place. Still mostly nonsense ...

A poem accompanied by a picture that I took. Enjoy and please let me know what you think.Translucent web drapes down, haunted withSecrets of distant past. Here the spiders used ...

I wrote this poem at 8:30 pm. The earliest I've ever written a poem. Enjoy the realism of it all.

Keeping your heart open and your eyes closed may seem like the a wise idea. But naivety can be one's downfall.

I tried to write a poem about losing you.

Change is inevitable. *contains mildly depressing themes*

To remind people that they can overcome anything.

A poem about lurve. Sorta.

a poem about loving someone despite their anxiety, depression or other mental instabilities

If only life was like the fairy tales. The pain of reality is perpetual.

Late night poetry. Mistake? Probably.

A rant about my GCSE exams