I'm an amateur poet, don't expect anything too great out of me. No, Ariel Joy is not my real name. I prefer to remain anonymous. Don't ask for my personal information-- you aren't going to get it. I don't think that poetry is really definable (see my first poem-- "Poetry Does Not Exist"), so I stick to the rhyming kind because it's the only way that I can see to define poetry. Not bashing on poets, just not knowing how to define poetry. I'm just looking for some constructive criticism. I hope you enjoy my poems, but I know they aren't great. Thanks in advance for the advice!
Born in North Carolina, moved around a lot throughout my life, dad was in the military. Moved to a small town in Northern Michigan when I was 8 years old. I'm the middle child with two other brothers, some call me a troublemaker, but I am just a wild and free being that cannot stand "normal"... I like to make the best of all situations, good or bad, I keep smiling BIG and stay optimistic through all my hardships and pursue all my dreams. Life is love and I embrace it. So, fuck back then I'm the shit right now!
I love writing poetry and I want to share it with the world. I've been told I'm a good poet and was hoping I could get some feedback to help me become a better poet. I'm 15 and will be 16 in May. Writing poems is one of the best ways to express your feelings and that's why I do it.
Simply put, I'm a hopeless romantic who likes to write, take photos, meet people, and go on adventures. I want to see the world and show everyone how it looks through my eyes. Not because they should care or because I'm some sort of celebrity, but I feel I can truly make a difference, whether it be big, small, or somewhere in between.
Every once in a while you meet new people that comes into your life, and before you know it takes a place in your heart... And after a while they get comfortable being part of you, and thats when they start taking pieces of you... Firstly they take your way of thinking, then they take the little selfconfidance you had left making you feel unworthy of anyone's love. After that they will take more and more – they will take your smile and give you tears – crying yourself to sleep night after night, they'll take your hearts happy rhythm and make it feel weak, making your heart ache soo badly you feel asif you cant breath... They will take away your believe in magic and fairytales, they will make you think that true love is a lie. Not yet satisfied they would go after your faith in mankind, and they will crush it until there is just nothing left... Next is your dreams – they will take it and turn them into your deepest darkest fears. They will tear you up and rip you open so that you would better suit their needs... And then just when you think that they are finally done, they take little bits and pieces of your soul, until you stand alone and cold in the darkness wondering if you would ever be able to put yourself back together again... Because once again you were just not good enough...
Ima small town girl with big city love had my pen at hand since age 14 starting writing to understand the mind of justine at times weak so i get my ink to speak other times full of thought but id rather hide than seek. So heres a little poetry from me. by me, for you to read a little of what Justinesees.
I have a very long and complex life story with many tales of woe and many more of laughter. I cannot dwell on the bad any longer as I may not have a lot of time to remember the fun bits and enjoy some extra ones!! :) I have been ill since the age of 3, or so I believe. To be honest it hasn't really hindered me.....I think being aware of your mortality generally means you stay awake all night while you are supposed to be learnin somethin. Bacround, meanin and application of Engineering...................... Sleep all day and hate the world. I would love to have a teenage child and very subtly creep different routines into the day to force interaction. My father committed suicide when I was 12 years old and left a huge emotional void in my life. I spent many years trying to fill that void with sex drugs and good ol rock and roll! It was a BLAST!! and I loved every second of it, good and bad! hooooorah!! But time rolls on, and I really should start thinking about settling down I have been with my partner, Richard for close to 9 years and I love him with every fibre of my being. But being together is hard, we have had some very difficult times. It is difficult to plan and create a life when your natural instinct is to pull away and hide to protect yourself from the pain of loss. I have never hidden myself from Rick, but jointly we hide ourselves from the world. There are elements of myself and some creative outlets that I cannot share with Rick initially because i just plain ol can't explain them! But I am pretty sure when I show him this site, and he looks up my page, reads my poems he will only feel closer to me, as nobody on this planet could understand the depth of my words but him. Travelling allows you to see a side of life you would not have been aware of had you not encountered it. I have lived in 9 countries in 7 years and visited more. I have partied with royalty and shared secrets with shaques. One very simple encounter 2 years ago opened a different path in my mind and allowed me a lot more peace than i ever thought i would be able to achieve. Anyone is capable of anything x
I am Crystal David John - an Indian, living in Chennai and Dublin I just love to write poems and short quotes. My Instagram link for poems and quotes is https://instagram.com/crys_writes?igshid=MjEwN2IyYWYwYw I have also published my quotes in a book called - "CYGNUS - A Constellation of Crystal Clear Quotes" it is available on Amazon I am also an artist and my art work can be found on the following Instagram link - https://instagram.com/crystal_impressions12?igshid=MjEwN2IyYWYwYw At times I use my quotes as caption for my art work - Hope you will like them. I also have another art page depicting little characters with my own quotes. This Instagram link is - https://instagram.com/crys_tales?igshid=MjEwN2IyYWYwYw
I was born in Edinburgh in 1948 and lived there until I was 24. My parents' rented " house" was a downstairs flat in a tenement which was built around 1690 and is now a Grade 2 listed building. When I lived there, it was a Grade 10 unlisted slum. My father was a grocer by trade and my mother cleaned richer people's houses for a living. They were loving and caring parents and I had a happy childhood. I married in 1968 and my wife, my son and myself moved to Huntingdon four years later, so I have spent two-thirds of my life in England. My second son was born in 1974. I qualified as an accountant in 1976 and spent over twenty years counting beans in various guises. In 1993, bored rigid by the work, I left the profession to set up a framing and picture gallery in a village near Huntingdon which I sold on as a going-concern ten years later, retiring in 2003. Since then I have been enjoying life, but doing very little that could be considered creative. When I turned 70 last year, for better or worse, I took to writing poetry.
I grew up in Cape town South Africa. I have faced many challenges from a very young age. Writing for me has become a means by which i express many of my personal challenges. i love meeting people from all walks of life becuase i feel that we all go through similar obstacles but we all have different ways of dealing with them.