I really love to write poetry it just does something for
me, it calms me and thinking of rhymes can entertain me for a really long time.
I had an english project on poetry recently an i just
thought i would share some of my workings with you guys. :)
My
Metaphor Poem
The sensations grip me
They strangle
me
The ceiling
drops over and over
Running from instinct
The road
keeps going never stopping
Sharp or dull the demon doesn't mind
Marmite nerves
Black and cold
Loved and hated
My stomach
is a river
My head is a dam
My joints
seared into place
The drug is late
Saved
by a tin packet
Killed by a clock
Agliophobia
No
utopia
My Sonnet (1)
He stared at down me
He whispered a single word
Handed me a key
My reason slurred
My heart
beat on and on
The strong loud pounding drum
I stood
all surprise forgone
Unable to move almost numb
The key
began to fade
His emotions began to wane
This cut me
like a blade
Though no physical pain
I fell to
my knees ashes in hand
You fell though me like
sand
Sonnet (2)
Bullets pound my head as I fall
Words curse me
as I kneel
I hear a loud violent call
Pain pierces
me I try to conceal
remember our happy times
The walks
the sights the love
I think back sometimes
As I look
upon heaven above
The love has now diminished
Its gone
with the easterly wind
The past now relinquished
I watched
as you grinned
The thoughts I once shared with you have
now been discarded
We had a game and you cheated
My Acrostic
(Sherlock)
Sociopath is he
mind his wrath
Hope is not forgotten he is your rope
Elegant as ever
piecing together crimes so intelligent
Righteous he is
not be cautious
Loving is his centre his exterior stunning
Obedience is not
his allegiance
Clever and cunning such as a fox could never be
Kick and
punch pain you cannot inflict
Hope you enjoyed reading my terrible poetry :)
-Ellsta