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POETRY - Can you write a Poem?

I usually never post anything on here. But, I got bored & browsed the site again & saw a slot for poetry. Welp... I'm actually a poet, & I write poetry all the time. Here's one of my pieces. Originally it was titled "I'm Just Not You...", but that's too basic, especially for my intelligence. So now it's titled..

Myself as I, You, the Other​

For so long, I was you..
What you said,
What you did,
What you thought,
But regardless if it hurts,
If you get mad,
I gotta do it on my own

You don't hold no throne over me,
I'm not one to follow,
So, therefore I must lead,
I have my own drive,
I have my own brain,
I don't know why when I was around your presence,
My actions seemed to be clinically insane,
I did stuff that was against my beliefs..

My views...my morals...
But, I got the pen,
The story i'm living,
So the only input given has got to be my own glory

I walk 2 steps ahead of the game,
So why in the world was I running back?
If you cared,you wouldn't get offended,
You know everybody on this earth is an individual,
I'D at least think that...
I'm sure you are you,
So why would you want, a carbon copy, dependent?

I move to rhythm & beat of my own drum,
Before I was adjusting to a different tune,
I make mistakes..all the time,
But, I can't get mad at myself,
None of this is gonna bring eternal doom,
Through this gloom & smokescreen,
My light shines through,
A path is opened,
That only I.. can walk,
Given my own two feet,
I will walk it,
Never, ever again, will I match your movements for mines to stalk

Can't get mad at opinion,
& neither can I,
If you ever decided to walk out my life,
I'd open the door to your destination,
It was an experience, but your actions led me to side-eye

I wrote this story,
I am the main character,
It ends when I close my book shut,
Now gesture & peak your ending,
Because your plot ain't carrying my biography,
That role is already took!​
 
Hi, JaG.
How are the boys?
Still being recluses?

Very nice Haiku.

Usher - welcome to the Poetry Thread.
I need to take a closer look at your poem.

Sadly, I've been up since 4, but really closer to 3AM and it's now 2200 or thereabouts, and I owe someone an edit.

Just got back from a concert.
 
i did one

i really did one

i did once
 
On occasion I manage to write in verse,
Although, it oft comes out perverse.

For when I'm writing to Lefty or Tzu
We have so much fun,
we start spurting goo.

And then there's Chaz
our K-Y Critter
Who's "evil" quips
Make our hearts "twitter"

It's always great to see JustaGuy,
He keeps his buds "under wraps"
-We can just imaging why.

And then there's FreeFall
back from Self-Exile
His schooling's an order Tall
So we're glad he's back for awhile.

To all the rest here at JUBLand's Rhymes
Keep writing your lines
and having good times.
 
Damn it Tzu

Whats the matter with you

Freefall maybe back

but that don't mean jack

You know sneaky Dawn

will eat the brownies all gone

Thats the trouble with you

you eat them too.
-------------

Chaz is just gonna say

he and Jag are not gay

They just likes to play

every night and all day

that their foreskins will stay

all out, out proud and away

sold in a clip on that old e-bay
 
haunted said:
curtain opens
smoke dances
mirrors reflect
actors shine
curtain closes
puppets fall
mirrors shatter
smoke fades
the perfect show
the main stage
behind the curtain
a whole new story
Click to expand...

Very nice poetry haunted. ..|
 
Lady HaHa....a bridge?
----------------------
I will wait

Beneath the Golden Gate

In an emotional state

Whilst cursing our fate

I will cry

As you wave your good bye

Refusing to live the lie

Or even to try.
 
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