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Rochedan

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Sep 15, 2013 11:02 AM #1083844
I have made this thread for anybody who wants to write a quick poem or story or whatsoever, about what is on his/her mind.

If you are going to write something, keep in mind that it needs to be a serious subject. (Although something humoristic is allowed as long as it isn't childish)

1: Rate the poem above you, did you like it? Could you really feel what the person above you described?
2: say in one or two sentences what is on your mind. What you are going to write about, just to give a good direction for the readers.
3: Express your negative or positive troubles/feelings in a short story or poem. no specific style needed, but if you tried please tell which one.


On my mind I have this beautiful girl I met two weeks ago, we've only been on a date twice but it was simply the best thing which happened to me in a while.
My troubles with this girl are that I simply don't have enough time to be with her, and I find it hard to express my feelings towards her.

Days pass but,
there are nights to come.
Still focused on your light,
I cannot forget the sun.

Now the night has come,
and my visions have faded.
But you bring me the light,
for so long I have waited.

Soon it will be dawn,
And your light will be undone.
But I know it is still there,
just swallowed by the sun.
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Oct 11, 2013 7:52 PM #1092031
Lol... No one replies. Anyway, I really liked that poem! I think that it really expresses what you are trying to say.

This is a poem that I feel has real meaning. I haven't been writing for long, but I think I learned how to express myself. Recently, a promise someone has made to me never got fulfilled. This thing had real importance to me, so... yeah. (I know It isnt that good, just bear with me.)

With trusty eyes
and golden heart
two hands clasp
in the rising light
to make a promise

The echoes pass
the words are
filed away.
With good intentions
to remember a promise

With shrinking hours
the days go by
the words slip away
in the fading bright
to surrender a promise

The days get short
and doors slam shut
the words go missing forever.
Good intentions
are forgotten
to break a promise
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Oct 14, 2013 11:51 AM #1093071
Yeah, it's kind of a bummer that nobody replies.

GlacierSnake I really enjoyed reading your poem. I could feel the disappointment and sadness when reading it. To be honest it kind of made me want to know what the actual promise was. But there must have been a good reason for not writing it down in your post, so I understand that there are some things you should keep to yourself. The 5 lines style seemed a bit odd to me. Honestly I have no idea what a proper style is. But this one caught my attention in a good way and I liked the repetitive last sentences with "promise". It was clear to me what you were feeling, nice job.

Recently, about two weeks ago. My now girlfriend (first girlfriend ever), got sedated at a party and didn't remember anything from it. After the party some guy gave her a text message. She asked who he was and he told her they had made out. I felt powerless when I heard her story. I felt anger, sadness, cheated. This is what I wrote to her a few days after she told me:

(I have to translate it from dutch to english so it doesn't rhyme anymore)

How did you look at him,
when he told you what he thought of you.
Why didn't you evade,
for his lips on your mouth.

Did you enjoy standing with him,
Unknown hands through your hairs and on your butt,
which thoughts went through you,
When his lips touched yours.

Powerless I think,
how you stood there.
You say you're sorry,
But what can I do with that?

I told you what I felt for you,
how much I liked you.
The same night you find somebody else,
My trust is wounded.

You forgot what happened,
you were powerless that night.
But why didn't a little voice tell you,
that I was still thinking of you.

I looked at you with my eyes closed,
And I'm not sure if I still know you.
Because your body has been touched by unknown hands.
And there were unknown lips on your mouth.
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