Why do you write poetry? (for all the poets that post in here)
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Thanks again for letting me in this tread. More reason why I choose to write, because I find it educational, very good hobby to become a good writer. Reading and learning poetry is good, we are always learning new information, not only from us, but learning from many different people, good luck to all poets, and writers.
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To me, it's a vent of frustration. I enjoy when I see the words I use rhyme and find a hole in happiness when I say something that is deep and preaches to me. Sometimes, I find what I think in what I write, even though my thoughts don't tell me what I think. It's difficult to put into words, but what you write is what you think, but what you think isn't necessarily what you write. So you discover yourself even thought it's you that is writing.
It's a great outlet ultimately and one that I don't do regularly, but when I do, I enjoy it thoroughly.
I enjoy reading poetry as well, especially from posters on here as we come from a similar culture. -
I feel hella bad I'm late on this draft..
But I can def understand why u write.. And ur soon right, we learn about ourselves as well thru this writting process..
Thanks for during with us Draft.. Again my apologies I'm late. But imma get back on the poets spot..
Btw folks!
I wanna collab with some of ya'll! I wanna create poems with ya'll.. Anybody up for it, holla atcha girl!
Peace n many more blessings! -
i write poetry because i am poetry n poetry is me
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i write cuz its 1 of the positive things im good at..... it also helps me remember my past and the things that happend in my life....
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Smo-King Locs wrote: »i write poetry because i am poetry n poetry is me
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damobb2deep wrote: »i write cuz its 1 of the positive things im good at..... it also helps me remember my past and the things that happend in my life....
Likewise... poetry is the best outlet I've ever had! -
I really enjoy how there are no boundaries in poetry, No social boundaries or creative boundaries. It is just a poet and his/her words. I Love the stories and emotion behind them and the messages which hit you.
I Think poetry can be anything you can make it out to be, Thats why its great to read other peoples pieces. And some pieces can be different to other people even though its the same poem.
One of my favorite poems is Tupac Shakur - In the Depth of Solitude. I Remember first reading this years and years ago and thinking if i could write down the truth in the form of words, that it could actually be that poem. -
stupot0607 wrote: »I really enjoy how there are no boundaries in poetry, No social boundaries or creative boundaries. It is just a poet and his/her words. I Love the stories and emotion behind them and the messages which hit you.
I Think poetry can be anything you can make it out to be, Thats why its great to read other peoples pieces. And some pieces can be different to other people even though its the same poem.
One of my favorite poems is Tupac Shakur - In the Depth of Solitude. I Remember first reading this years and years ago and thinking if i could write down the truth in the form of words, that it could actually be that poem.
Digg that...
You've actually hit the nail with this one, cause it's true.. Poetry can be anyting.. and it's why I love poetry too..
I remember when i first started, my poems didn't make sense to some people or get the justifications...
btw, Tupac Shakur, is one of my favorite poets too, his literature work really inspired me in way's people wouldn't understand lol..
anyway's thank you for sharing and contributing to this thread I created
Peace! -
I read it more than I write it. Good to vent. Good for inspiring when lost, and for workin on my rap, ya know?
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Manik Sona wrote: »I read it more than I write it. Good to vent. Good for inspiring when lost, and for workin on my rap, ya know?
I feel that..
Continue to support us and read our poetry.. and hopefully it inspries you to write some raps lol.
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Honestly I started writing to impress a chick, but then I liked it. Now I write all the time just cuz I like it. I dig mixin words together that I never heard together before and it just makes sense to me.
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I write for the sake of my future. For our children's future. For that stormy night, I watched my friend fall into the Earth...to always remember. To bring life. To sustain all that is naturally possible within our forgotten minds. That page is my canvas. My pen strokes creates illustrations for the reader to embark upon. It is my gift, the last relic of my physical form on this world. The only blueprint that showed the secrets of my mind that I do not share, even with myself. To liberate the locked souls or to assuage the pain of the fallen. We are all travelers on this plane, searching for meaning and understanding. I am just the cartographer who will leave behind what I find for the advancement of the proverbial soul of the human race.
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I write for the sake of my future. For our children's future. For that stormy night, I watched my friend fall into the Earth...to always remember. To bring life. To sustain all that is naturally possible within our forgotten minds. That page is my canvas. My pen strokes creates illustrations for the reader to embark upon. It is my gift, the last relic of my physical form on this world. The only blueprint that showed the secrets of my mind that I do not share, even with myself. To liberate the locked souls or to assuage the pain of the fallen. We are all travelers on this plane, searching for meaning and understanding. I am just the cartographer who will leave behind what I find for the advancement of the proverbial soul of the human race.
well said.....and thank you for sharing your thoughts with us, yea, cause you pointed out some important factors as to why you write.. I'll be looking forward to read your material..
again thanks for sharing with us.. and welcome to Waiting to exhale. -
I write so i can rap the ? afterwords to make me feel good
I write to entertain myself with stories about drugs and all the angles of life (like depression, death and......idk)
I write to describe the auras going in my head
I write to not make sense
i write to make blunt cliche sense
i write because it gives me some worth -
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i hear u! im glad u have that outlet to express what ever thoughts that are lingering in ya craniume...haha might wanna spell check that last word i typed. -
^^^ awesome response! I like that.
Thanks for sharing your poetic piece from a response standpoint to my question.
Thanks!
SPOKEN
I Say
My Prayers
In Rhyme
?
Answers Me
In Time
I Ask Him
How
He Is Today
He
Answered
You
Have Another Day
I Speak
From The Heart
He
Hears My Pleads
He
Grants Me
No
More Than I Need
I Thank Him For
His
Night And Day
I Thank Him For
Showing
Me His Way.
A Poeatreeman
Today I Am Here
Thank ? !
Tomorrow!
Who Knows?
Yet
I Will Pray
It is Heaven
The Road
I Am On.
Edgar Allan Prieto
8/15/2000
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto -
POEATREEMAN wrote: »SPOKEN
I Say
My Prayers
In Rhyme
?
Answers Me
In Time
I Ask Him
How
He Is Today
He
Answered
You
Have Another Day
I Speak
From The Heart
He
Hears My Pleads
He
Grants Me
No
More Than I Need
I Thank Him For
His
Night And Day
I Thank Him For
Showing
Me His Way.
A Poeatreeman
Today I Am Here
Thank ? !
Tomorrow!
Who Knows?
Yet
I Will Pray
It is Heaven
The Road
I Am On.
Edgar Allan Prieto
8/15/2000
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto
this was pretty ill. i enjoyed reading this jawn. thanks for sharing.. -
"? gave me a gift, to put people at ease. If I was to sit and break it down, technically, I couldn't. Because I don't know. That's the ? to honest truth. I don't know. What I do, is what I do. I hear a beat. I feel it. I write it. I say it." - Heavy D
I been ducking this thread for the longest, cause I can't answer it. Y'all got some inspiring, deep, and profound reasons to pick up that pen. Type on that keyboard. Or whatever you do. Me, not so much. I don't know if that's good or bad, but whatever. It's just me making an observation if anything. -
A POEATREEMAN
My
Tear
Was My Pen
My
Words
I Spoke To ?
My
Feelings
Was My Life
My
Love
Only Beginning
My
Heart
I Give You All
A Poeatreeman,
Who
Found Himself
Gave
The World
His Tears
You Have
My Heart,
Carry it Gentle
Tend
My Words
For
My Tears
Are Inside
Share
My Love
By Giving
Meaning
To Heart
Love
Each One
My Words
Will
Have Heart.
A THOUGHT!
If
I Could
Write Your Wish
it Would Be Peace
I
Can Say The Words
I Wish You Love.
Dedicated To ?
For
He
Found
Me
My Heart
His
Love
To Grow
In it
A
Tear
To Weep
Care
To Know
When
Pain is Hurt
Joy
To Know
When
Sadness Comes
Sorrows
When
Feelings Cry.
EDGAR ALLAN PRIETO
2/11/89
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto -
"? gave me a gift, to put people at ease. If I was to sit and break it down, technically, I couldn't. Because I don't know. That's the ? to honest truth. I don't know. What I do, is what I do. I hear a beat. I feel it. I write it. I say it." - Heavy D
I been ducking this thread for the longest, cause I can't answer it. Y'all got some inspiring, deep, and profound reasons to pick up that pen. Type on that keyboard. Or whatever you do. Me, not so much. I don't know if that's good or bad, but whatever. It's just me making an observation if anything.
Peace. I'm glad you took the time to read some of your stories as to why we write poetry.. we all have poetry within us.. it's up to us how we want to express it.. -
"? gave me a gift, to put people at ease. If I was to sit and break it down, technically, I couldn't. Because I don't know. That's the ? to honest truth. I don't know. What I do, is what I do. I hear a beat. I feel it. I write it. I say it." - Heavy D
I been ducking this thread for the longest, cause I can't answer it. Y'all got some inspiring, deep, and profound reasons to pick up that pen. Type on that keyboard. Or whatever you do. Me, not so much. I don't know if that's good or bad, but whatever. It's just me making an observation if anything.
? 'S GIFT TO ME
If you Believe
?
Gives Us
Each a Gift.
Then you
Will Know
Mine Is
From Him.
I Did not Go
To School
As Others Did.
I Did not Go
To High School
To Reach
The Grades
I Should.
I Heard
The Call
Answered
Faith.
My Life
Was
Not
My Own.
When
I Was Young,
I Had
To Take
The Path
That was
Given Me.
No Parents
But an Orphan's
Home.
For
Seventeen Years
I Walked
The Way.
Then The Army
Came To Me.
It Was A Way
To Set Me Free.
Little Did I Know,
The Cost
It Would Take.
It Led Me
To Nam,
Where
I was
Out of Place.
Through The War,
I Tried My Best.
Faith Was Shaken
By The Test.
Then I Came Upon
A Mine.
I Kept My Legs
And My Mind.
When I Found
I Could not Walk,
I Cried Out
To My ? .
I Called Upon
His Name To Help.
My Faith
Was not With me.
The Walk
Would not Be Easy.
Though
I Have Wheels Today.
Now Through
My Writings,
I Found
He Is At My Door.
For When
I Reach Heaven.
All The Sorrows
Will Be Gone.
I Am Finding,
He Has Given Me
His Heart.
Blessed Me
With A Purpose.
That I May Reach
Your Heart.
Dedicated To Scotty G
A Soul
Who Hopes
To Be A Poet
A Poeatreeman
I Hope
I Have Helped You,
To Understand.
It Takes All Your Heart
And Faith, To Stand.
Walk The Way
That Will Lead To Him.
The Path
Will Not Be Easy.
The Efforts
Will Win The Way.
Your Efforts
Will Not, Go
Un-rewarded.
Yet Look Not
For Them Today.
They Will Come
Upon You.
In Many
Different Ways.
Look Not
To Man,
To Reap
The Harvest.
For Truth
Is Only
Held By One.
Keep Faith,
It Will All
Take Place
One Day...
Edgar Allan Prieto
10/25/97
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto
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Its been while I haven't been this site, I thought something happen!...lol.! The reason why I type is fun, exciting, exploring, is like escape from the world. Once you into typing is like you can't stop. Its not about making fun people, its also education, understanding its mind exploring and to empress family, new comers, and friends. I like poetry so much it can take you to a dream world...maybe one day be famous!....Poetry is artistic and creative. I believe everyone should try it, its a great experince...thanks for having me back and great luck!
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I write poetry to experiment with metaphors and wordplay. Also, it can be the best way to say what needs to be said
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POEATREEMAN: DO YOU REMEMBER ? | SYRIA'S FREEDOM
HOW MANY HEARTS WILL HAVE TO DIE;
BEFORE WE REALIZE IT IS OURS ?
Look around World Syria it is happening again
ALL NATIONS FATE; WILL BE OURS TO FACE. WHEN RIGHT FAILS TO ACT.
DEATH TAKES ITS TOLL
WHILE HUMANITY
SITS ON ITS TOES.
THE UNITED NATION
IS IMPUDENT.
CHINA AND RUSSIA
ARE THE SAME.
WITH ALL THE COUNTRIES
THAT FAILED TO ACT.
THEY ARE ALL; JUST THE SAME.
DO YOU REMEMBER ?
REMEMBER
WHAT HAS PASSED.
THOSE WHO
FOLLOWED THROUGH.
THE EVENTS
HISTORY HAS CAPTURED
FOR THEY MAY
HAPPEN TO YOU
WHO CARES ?
IF WE DO NOT
REMEMBER
OUR PAST
SORROW MAY
REMIND US
TODAY MAY BE
OUR LAST.
DO YOU REMEMBER
ALL THAT
HAS PASSED AND GONE
FOR IF YOU DO NOT
SORROW
WILL BE ALONG
TO REMIND YOU
OF ALL
THAT HAS GONE.
POEATREEMAN
HISTORY IS RECORDED
BY EVENTS
THOSE WHO WRITE IT
LET HISTORY BE THE PEN.
POET’S NOTE
THEY SAID
IT COULD NOT HAPPEN TWICE.
IT HAPPENS
MORE THAN YOU KNOW.
WHERE IS HUMANITY
WAITING
FOR IT TO SHOW.
LOOK AROUND WORLD
IT’S HAPPENING
HERE TODAY.
EDGAR ALLAN PRIETO
10/24/2011
COPYRIGHT@2011
POET’S NOTE
POEATREEMAN
Oct 24, 2011 05:32 PM
HERE LIES MAN HISTORY WROTE.
TRUTH WILL HAVE THE LAST SAY.
HUMANITY I COULD NOT FIND
THEY LOST IT BEFORE MY TIME.
HATE I FOUND, FOR IT KILLED LOVE OFF.
HOPE HAD DIED, FOR MAN WAS LOST
PEACE WAS FIGHTING TO THE END.
MANKIND FOUGHT ALL ITS FRIENDS
TOMORROW HISTORY CANNOT WRITE AGAIN.
POEATREEMAN
TODAY IS VALENTINE
WERE IS LOVE
SPILLING ITS BLOOD
DEATH SEND ITS CARD
I HAVE NEVER FELT
MORE LOVE
EDGAR ALLAN PRIETO
2/14/2012
COPYRIGHT@2012
