Young Writers Society

I have loved doing poetry, and I really want to keep at it, I mite not do poetry every day, but hey its worth a try,
I have not even dun this before, I did not even no you had this like every April or so it seems, so lets bring the April poetry madness to life anyways.
I hop that everyone likes the poetry that I write, I try to do my best with how it come out, my spelling is never right though, and nor is my mind right in the place for writing every day, but lets see what I can do.

Good luck to everyone else doing this, remember to do your best, and that this is just going to be fun, lets not be to competitive about this.

Crying Like Rain Drops

I am just going to be here crying,
from day to night
with no sine of right,
not even to no the wrong,
Shedding the tears of many
In darkness.
only to be seen by the moons
Bursting blaze
throe the leaves on the trees,
I see the moons gushing light
That is sinking into my sole,
that is so cold,
only so many and sorten people
will be able to heal this broken heart,
that cry’s,
as the sun will die,
and the scary nights with the moon and the stars
remain on my heart,
this will only go when I stop all these tears from falling
like rain drops going down the window pain.
It’s a rising moon,
With no sun to shin up on
So it won’t bloom,
The rose that we want to be
Well now not be seen.
Every rain drop is like a tear,
That never burns
Even when fire is burning from some were.
I will keep crying,
Like the rain drops of many,
Hearts and souls.

One down, twenty-nine more to go! You totally got this, Eagle!

Emotions
Some of the time I feel the anger wising in my heart,
It’s uncontrollable,
So this head that is so hard
Let its self-foam without thinking,
This uncontrollable anger lets out its gush of madness,
Without even thinking,
You’re in trouble for doing something,
And at the end of it you know you’re in the wrong,
Or if you were in the right

Later the fooled of happiness comes back,
I smile with joy as I start to dance about,
This mouth spills out happy words,
And now there are joy full words
And voices that laugh all around us,
There is time for fun and games
We will help,
And just smile.

And sometimes this ball of unhappiness fall’s up,
It’s the bucket made for the crying tears,
That are walling to their sore full hearts,
A heart that has opened up,
And been broken
Mind out the way,
For the flood gate has
Opened,
Tears are like rain,
The clouds slowly open,
And you cannot stop the tears
From falling out.

They come at any day,
All these emotions are normal,
But the question is,
Or these emotions smart to use at any time,
The answer to that is no,
So pleas if you want one to go with,
Then rather go with happiness,
Forget the anger and sadness,
So just control your emotions.

Keep up the great work, Eagle!

Just before you look, I also just posted this on YWS pleas like if you like it or do a review Like A Rose


Like A Rose
You’re looking up,
And you’re feeling down,
But you can’t give up,
Even when
Life is getting you down
Even when
Life feels like fire,
When getting burned by the flames,
You feel like ash and smoke,
And you,
feel like you have nothing left,
in you,
But you never give up,
You keep on fighting,
For freedom in this world,
And you will bloom like a rose,
On a bosh,
And Life will feel better,
When you try,
You don’t give up,
And your still feeling hop full,
And worthy to try,
Life will be like a breeze
For you,
And you will then see,
That
Life is like a fire burning when you start out,
But then
Life can be like a blooming rose,
And better yet you’ll see,
Don’t fade yet,
Don’t brake down,
Live and survive,
for
Life can be like a blooming rose.
Yeah you’ll see now,
It will be better.
When you just,
Open up,
To the skies,
A flower will form,
And it will bloom.
Like a blooming rose,
That never goes,
It only gets better and brighter,
When you just try,
Don’t give up now,
Your on your way,
To being,
Like a blooming rose,
That won’t burn out,
To ash and smoke,
It will be,
You,
For a blooming rose.

Looking good Eagle! 10% of the way there! Keep pushing through!

Eagle I liked in this last one where you slowly mixed these two competing metaphors (the rose & the flame) into one -

Like a blooming rose,
That won’t burn out,
To ash and smoke,

^ that was really unexpected, and a good strategy when working with language or images that are really common in poetry (ie. flowers, fire, tears, love) is to try to combine them in new ways, or give the metaphor a little twist - which you did! You captured something of the temporarily of nature and beauty here.

I did notice there was quite a bit of repetition, almost like a chorus, I was wondering perhaps if that poem was a song-poem or lyrics?

Keep up the good work Eagle! I'm so looking forward to seeing what you have to write.

How wonder full is this place

With rose petals blooming,
In a grass bed that is
So smooth and soft
And it corms your heart
With that you look up,
And you see the sky,
so high up,
that not even you and I
could touch its sweat sole
not even the leave of the trees
can flow up there,
The sun is so bright
That it brings so much light,
In to your day,
But as night come the moon will fall,
With its heart so cold,
Then you wish for the light of day,
To come your way.

Getting better and better every day! Keep it up!

Fighting
We’re looking up at the sky,
And were thinking we can get away from here.
But then we look down at the world,
And we know we can't fit in,
Oh there's no way we can,
But we need to keep fighting,
For we want to do things the right way.
We need to keep fighting for freedom,
freedom for us is everything
Lets fight for our lives!


By the way I mite make this longer when I really Publish it.

Looks good Eagle! I love the message behind your poem!

The Ocean Of Hearts

The sun sets over the ocean,

An ocean that blooms across the earth,

Its heart berried so deep into the earths watery crust,

not one will find its heart of water

This earth that we are standing on will fall

if that heart is to come out into the open air.

Our hearts will drift away and will be sucked up,

and in replace of our hearts there will be oceans.

That is filled up with water that purse out as it breaths

but one day there won't be anything like earth,

not even heaven or the heart of the ocean,

the only thing that will be seen

is the streaming water from that oceans heart,

the sunlight will dance on its glory.

this is the ocean that will no longer be touched,

this ocean will only get winder and bigger over the place that is empty.

Looking good, Eagle! I really love the vivid imagery of this poem! Keep up the good work!

How's the poetry going @EagleFly? I have to agree with Tuckster, that Ocean poem had some lovely imagery in it.

This earth that we are standing on will fall

if that heart is to come out into the open air.

^this is just great. I don't quite know what it means, but wow what an interesting image!

Keep it up Eagle! You've got this. <3