How to start writing poetry Tips for beginning poets
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- Опубликовано: 24 июл 2024
- Hello there! You may call me Miss Introvert and today we're going to look at some necessary steps to learn how to write poetry. For those who want to know how to start writing poetry then this is the video for you! Writing poetry is just as complicated as reading it if not more so but it's a beautiful and expressive form of art, while also being so very subtle and difficult to understand.
In this video I discuss some of the authors that have inspired me and who are good starters for how to start writing poetry. From reading and analyzing to consistently writing poems and making leverage in your poetic arsenal. Writing is something that never gets easier and that definitely applies to poetry. But the more you make it a habit, the more doable it becomes.
But don't take the description's word for it! Go watch the video! What are you even doing down here?!
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Just write from the heart. This is coming from a poet. Put all of your emotion into your writing. Don't think about it, just write
Preach!
You need some skill first.
I wouldn't tell someone who's about to start learning to play guitar to just play from the heart. That comes later. First you need to learn some practical technique and some theory, otherwise you're just going to make a lot of noise and you won't get anywhere from there.
When I play guitar I play from the heart and don't think too much about it, but I wouldn't have been able to do that if I hadn't practised a lot of technique and theory first.
@@TheTogam maybe, I just started writing from the heart and whatever flowed from my mind. My poetry has evolved with time. I'm a best selling poet on Amazon and people have loved my work. The last two years have been amazing.
@@TheTogam poetry and guitar isn't the same thing. Their two different skills
@@Elliott4they’re*
This is my first poem so please don't judge but give constructive criticism
An Apartment of closed door's
A run up stairs to only stop
A door, a knock, a slam
The Lonely child goes to her room
The Door slams a tear drops
A Loop of never ending loneliness
I would suggest more figurative language and rhymes but other than that's really good :)) good job
This is really beautiful. Just keep going, your brain will get better at it.
Just keep learning and most importantly, keep writing more poems, lots and lots of it while seeking knowledge and nourishing your brain with realness and poetic knowledge.
This is very, very good. For a first poem, it is excellent. My only input is that I think there should not be an apostrophe after the "r" in the word "doors" in the first line, and I would put a comma after "slams" in the second to last line.
@@gagagagagagagagagaga3509 not all poems rhyme
i just wrote one, pls give suggestions on how to go with the flow but stick to the main idea
Amy step on a dynamic set
Vivacious, to persist with the story
At long last the lady met
What it meant to be the glory
Not quite fulfilled, yet
she questioned in worry
"why am i upset?
as for the end to a story?"
"Was it the conclusion
Or was it the journey?
The one which gave me
the actual ME"
My first poem, you inspired me - criticism is welcome
This is your FIRST poem?! I would’ve thought you had a whole collection out this is so good!
@@missintrovert_deluluauthor damn
very very pretty
This is beautiful
THIS KS SO GOOD??
This is the first poem I’ve ever written so it might not be that good
Five little flowers
Five little flowers wrapped in a bouquet, they smell of white roses, the elegant mist fusing with the air.
It became a new day and the petals are wilting.
All except one.
The week ends and the sun starts to rise,
the flowers are dead and their beauty is no more, but one is still left flourishing with grace
One little flower without its bouquet.
Please comment your opinion, I’d love to hear it
pretty decent to be honest! nice start though
This is a nice poem if it's your first poem , Try to really get a clear idea of what you are writing and try to understand your thoughts about your feelings that you are going to express .
I like it! Keep going
this is amazing!
So beautiful 😭
I love how the poet wrote Pretty Ugly because I feel like I have on and off days with this. The poem just describes the mental turmoil that I tend to find myself in.
Isn’t just horribly perfect???
Love is the sunset over the ocean,
A fiery blaze of orange and red,
A symphony of colors and emotions,
That fills the heart with wonder and dread.
Love is the first snowfall of the winter,
A blanket of white that covers the land,
A purity that's both soft and splinter,
That makes the heart expand.
Love is the warmth of a summer's day,
The sun on your face, the wind in your hair,
A feeling that never fades away,
A love that's always there.
Love is the taste of a ripe strawberry,
Juicy and sweet, a burst of flavor,
A sensation that's impossible to bury,
A love that's forever a savior.
Love is the sound of a baby's laughter,
Innocent and pure, a joy to behold,
A love that's forever after,
A story that's yet to be told.
Love is the embrace of a loved one,
A feeling of safety and belonging,
A love that's forever begun,
A love that's forever sing.
Love is the most beautiful thing,
A journey of the heart and soul,
A love that's worth everything,
A love that makes you whole.
That is definitely more than 6 lines
THIS IS SO GOOD
Well that was just gorgeous 🥰
Beautiful poem😁
Can I just say I AM JEALOUS ❤️❤️🙂🙂
Hope you'll like it too...
Why...why why why
Sky always sky ?
She never flies
She always tries
It's all about her... it's all about her
She's not better she thinks
She's not aware how truly great she is
She doesn't know that
she's a gem.. among the best things.
She doesn't need any wings
It's all about her... it's all about her
Let her fly, let her touch the sky
Let her stand in rain, she's not an insane
You think she's always happy, she never gets sad
Don't let her think that she's mad
So...why why why Sky always sky
She never flies
She always tries
It's all about her... it's all about her
She thinks so deep...purely
She laughs heartily, you can't ignore
She's like this
She doesn't cry
She's like this
She's a dreamer, with wild imagination
That takes her to places other can only imagine.
She's also like you, with frustration
She's a dreamer , she's a challenger
She is independent, she's challenging the peak
That's what makes her unique
She's like this...she's like this
And love her for it
So what can you say about her who always tries?
So what can you say about her who never cries?
It's all about her. . It's all about her
Sky always sky... the limits of her dreams
A canvas is painted with infinite possibilities it seems
She never flies
She always tries
It's all about her.. it's all about her
It's all about her. .. it's all about her
She makes everyone laugh ,
It's not the whole story, just a part
When they laugh because of her.. she thinks she has won them
Smile on someone's face is her World
It's all about her. .. it's all about her
It's all about her. .. it's all about her
She has so many dreams
She wants to fly it seems
No one understands her .
She is always happy they think
She's so funny they think
She has her own story
With the most beautiful glory
You'll never understand it
It's all about her. .. it's all about her
It's all about her. .. it's all about her
So why why why Sky always sky ?
It's all about her. .
This poem is so well done and drawn out to a point that I can recognize the person the speaker is describing as someone I know. Thank you for sharing!
This is my first poem
Hope is a light that never fades.
A guiding star on darkened days
It gives us strength to carry on,
when everything else seems gone
It fills one soul with boundless grace
And shine upon every face.
A beacon to the heart & mind.
It lifts us up when we are down,
And fills our hearts with pure delight,
It whispers in the darkest night
A flame that never dies
the light that shines within our eyes
A symbol of our deepest dream,
the spark that sets our hearts ablaze.
And fills our souls with endless grace.
So when you're feeling lost and Blue
hold on tight to hope
And let it guide you to the end.
So very beautiful! Thank you for sharing!
Holy moly this is beautiful
omg it’s amazing!
Have to get this tattooed
This is your first poemm wow its so beautiful 🫶🏻
truly appreciate the fantastic video you shared with on the topic of poetry - it was truly inspiring and captivating. Thank you very much for taking the time to share this valuable resource
I’m a rapper. I suck at freestyling so I got the crazy idea to look to poetry for advice to improve. I’ve realised this is it’s own rabbit hole. I will jump in it now.
Please do
I love this video, That mirror poem was very inspiring.
theme: Morning
One's house lightened after the gloom vanished
Flowers and lakes glistened under the ray
While house to house there's breakfast simply dished
Birds awoke to seek for food, as they say
My first poem, please give some remarks!!!
So pretty!! It makes me think about my old neighborhood in the morning
@@missintrovert_deluluauthor Thank you so muchhhhh!!!
this is what i wrote for my class lol, its pretty bad but i loved writing it
Like No Other
Parting the way of the vast greenery--
clouds stretch across the sky
of tenderness and fondness we cry
is a small pathway of which you and me
are very fond of and love so dearly.
The sun reaches its rays, not at all shy
Dewy honey-colored flowers grow high
Coloring this imlerian of beauty.
A gentle tone from one to another--
Such vibrant hues, varying greens and blues
Moments of loud glee, filled with many "oo's"
Rolling hills filled with jubilant laughter.
We would come back here if we could so choose;
A day spent in this world like no other.
Lovely video. Happy to discover your channel. Keep up the marvelous work
Thank You so much for this video I really want to start writing poetry because I feel the need to capture my thoughts and associate them with my feelins
Its not really a poem but a translation of my thoughts about wind that I tried to describe in an artsy way (original looks and sounds better)
Wind turns homes into little grains of sand
And robbes us from a treasure burried in them
So called life
But the wind also makes me feel small in a good way
Soothes me, it tuckes me in
Its like a mother blowing on her children's bruises to relieve them from pain
It gives me relieve
Heals
Shushes to let me know that its all going to he alright
Wind blows away everything except addicting feeling of vulnerability and peace
Its like a hipnosis
Siren's voice from the unknown oceans spots
Woahh, she's soooo dreamily enchanting, beautiful. Am I the only one who'd to rewind the entire video to actually listen what she was saying?
Aw theeeenks
I know I’m late,but this is something I wrote after a heartbreak…Here it goes
* Pain *
He was aching, always in agony
Sipping coffee in his balcony
He knew the feeling, rare but there
Looking at her, playing with her hair
Yes it was weird, surprisingly pure
And yet he was distant, forever insecure
The euphonious voice, melting his heart
But it was frail, already scarred
He was deceived, but that’s ancient history
Why’d she do that, a hurtful mystery
So he swore, to not fall ever again
But this was something, other than pain
There she was, knocking at his door
He just ran, overthinking and insecure
Was he worthy of her love?
I guess we will never know
Please let me know if I could make any changes here
This is so heartbreaking and so beautiful! Thank you for sharing your heart and you’re not late. Poets write precisely when they mean to. (Changing up Gandalf’s iconic line)
@@missintrovert_deluluauthor how do you feel about this one? I've never shared much of my poems with anyone yet, but it's kinda liberating tbh
This existential crisis of mine
Am I destined to burn, rather than shine?
Alas, we are all gonna die
So why bother, learning to fly?
The tremors of impending doom
Dear hope, there is no room
The hailstorm, wreaking havoc
In this mind, a weathered hammock
Will someone tend to these burns
Or with disgust, their stomach churns
I believe someone out there does care
What if she isn't real? Too scared to dare
Instead, I sit in this solitary lair
Giving the dull walls a hard stare
So I live on plastering a smile
Waiting for the one, I can call mine.
Bro loved your poem
@@V.-. thanks!!
These poems are so great! Keep writing!
im tyring to get into poetry and this made me start really really getting into it
im checking out your channel and its so cool
its making me want to go to college or something now
Yay I’m glad! Yes pursue your academic dreams!!
I’m not much of an introvert, but I do enjoy all of your writing tips. I enjoy your channel and try to keep up with all of your new content. Nice haircut BTW
Glad I can help! That means so much! Thank you for your support.
Great tips. I really liked your poem In A Shadow. I like to write ambiguous poems too and writing a poem/haiku a day is an excellent exercise, has really helped me improve.
Thank you and yes, a poem a day keeps the writers block away!
Yeah I so love writing poetry ,. thank you for your tips 💞
No problem!
You had me interested but scared me with the complicated stuff at the end. :)
Hehe yeah what even is meaning?
Got inspired to finally explore this topic by "O Captain, My Captain" by Walter Whitman and L. Claessen, a Dutch poet. Thinking about Whitman's poem sends shivers down my spine man I love it.
That poem was beautiful I learned a lot about myself from they short reading
Awesome! Poetry does it again!!!
I’m not the type of person who opens up to people, I want to write poem to express my thoughts and feeling
And poetry is a great way to do that without opening up to people, it’s freeing.
@@missintrovert_deluluauthor Althought it’s great, I don’t know how or wear to start 😭 I’m still confuse even watching this
This is my first poem. It may be long, but I felt it was right. Please feel free to give constructive criticism.
||is it just me||
Is it just me?
As I walk down my road of misery and terror
I always think, "could I have done that better?"
All through my life of anxiety and dispare
Was I never good enough for them there?
Is it just me?
Or do you feel this way too
As if when you walk you have to just stare at your shoes.
Never making contact as you think all the eyes are on you.
But it's just the spotlight effect messing with you
Or is it just me?
Having this thought of whether your liked or not.
Its crazy i know but why not, Why not feel the knot growing and growing within your heart.
Aching for love and aching for joy?
Aching for fun and aching for the happiness.
Is it just me or is it you too?
I personally really like this. It's full of emotions and that's what poetry is about. Like the words form a connection from your heart to the readers. I think that's a great achievement. You should keep writinggg
This is a beautiful poem 😢. Well done 👍🏽
It is a masterpiece dude
@@shaistahkhizar96 thank you :)
@@khushisri9603 thank you very much! I have kept writing, but sparingly. As I don’t have much time :) I have a few more I could share!
Thank you very much, Miss... You're my Goddess of poetry .....
Woah! I am????
I relate to the poem 'preety ugly 'in a different way as a teenager in my early teen age I was too conscious about my appearance and personality so at that time i used to relate to the msg you get by reading the poem in right order but as I grew a little older I realised how preeety i am and how good of i person I am from within so i now relate to the msg u get by reading in backward direction. I really like this poem.
Still relate
Damn, I’ve never seen that done before. Really,,,, thank you for telling me about the ugly poem. ❤
Isn’t poetry the coolest??!!
@@missintrovert_deluluauthor I’ve been thinking about that all morning. It’s just stuck with me.
Sound, helpful advice 👏😁❤️👍
❤❤❤wow thank you. And i like you such a good teacher and friendly too
Aw thanks!!
that poem was sooo beautiful
😊
Awww your video have been helpful
I have written up to five poems
Thank you this really inspired me and thanks for the authors 😍😃😀
Yeah thanks for watching!!!
your ARMY💜
Looking at your wall i just got amaze please keep going
Your really helping so many people 💜😊 thank you
Aw hi!!! I’m assuming you’re a fellow army!! I will and you keep up your work too!
I am a poet writer who writes poetry for my TVM Mazagines and it got published in them people got to read them, and one of my songs "deep dreams," turned into a motivational speech for all out there going through a lot, and it got seen by all of the teens and students and kids out there and they related to the song
Thank you this is very helpful!
No problem! Thanks for watching!
I want to learn so bad, it was recommended to me to help all my bottled up feelings and I feel like it will
It really does help A LOT. I know it has for me. So start writing!!
Thanks ❤
The difference between verse and prose is that the latter is intended to catch the reader's thinking function while the former tries capturing the feeling and/or perception processes. Around 75% of readers prefer to buy a novel, an essay, a book of short stories, a manuscript, or any other kind of prosaic literature because it's quite easy to understand the text rather than reading a poem in which metaphors, rhymes, and rhythms are present constantly. To read a poem requires that our feeling and perception functions be activated, for we can "sense " what the poem's author means.
Yes Baka 😖 Understanding Metaphor Is Needed
Travelling The Aether Back To You
To A Land So FarAway
I Feel The Distance In Between
Fragment Of The World That Used To Be
Speaking Through The River Stream 🎶 😖 Baka 😖
i write proses yet i still use metaphors,although it’s quite easy to understand what i have written and to get an idea on it but it’s much deeper than the surface tells :)
@@Astolof_ChangE_Felix_Saber While your voice's echo resembles the north wind. And through my skin; the breeze whispers to me how sweet your soul may be when sitting before the fireplace and yearning for a better New Year's eve.
@@idkuhh621 Essentially, writing is about finding one's own style and letting it know to the readers. I'm not such a literary critic, but in literature as well as in other performing arts; the writer and the artist should be honest and convinced for their work to be appreciated.
Great. I've an concept percentage to you and all of poetry lover. Don’t obsess over your first line. If you don’t feel you have got were given exactly the right terms to open your poem, don’t give up there. Keep writing and are to be had once more to the number one line whilst you’re ready. The setting up line is genuinely one difficulty of an trendy piece of art. Don’t deliver it more outsized importance than it needs (that could be a now no longer unusualplace mistake among first time poets).
So true! Just write like no one’s watching
this is my first go at writing poetry.
Your intentions were pure
Your dreams so obscure
You put that Ray gun to my head
You tease me, thrilled me
But now you're dead
David, oh David
What a wonderful dream
David, oh David
This world can be mean
Throwing caution to the wind
Living in the dark
My inspiration, my muse, oh David, you are.
Beautifully heartbreaking!! Thank you for sharing!!!
Like your vid but is there a vid on adding the abstract creative writing for songs that you can share with me?
i've never written poetry before but i had to for school this is what i wrote- criticism, feedback and interpretations very much welcome
No one:
Alone, a young girl alone.
In the abyss of her mind,she sits in silence.
No one hears or sees her pain,
She breaks like glass.
Her mind scatters, her heart shattered ,her dreams crushed.
She's no one.
No one sees her struggles.
They merely chuckle when she speaks.
Door shut, tears stream down her face.
She’s weak, so very weak.
Life is completely bleak,
Like the blank ceiling she stares at; when she can’t sleep.
How to change how to change.
This place is so foreign, so strange.
A smile on her face, no longer a tear.
Her Hearts not in shambles, like it was for years.
Happy is the strange place she now resides.
How long will it be?
Till the next time she cries.
Oh I felt those last three lines and the rhyming there really helps it hit home. Beautiful, heart breaking and very thoughtful, I’m getting a lot of mental health messages in this. Thank you for sharing!
@@missintrovert_deluluauthor thank you so much !!!!!
And the crowd goes wild. Standing ovation bravo bravo 👏👏 keep up the good wrk
@@naegar6384 thank you very much
I've decided to start writing again after years of perpetual writers block (cough cough laziness) because of how much it helped me the last time. Here's the first poem I've written, it's not perfect but it's been on my mind to write for a couple days now.
11:11
First focus, soft yet stern sounds strike
Unaware eyes view, but not what is there
Right in front of them, a chance, an option,
Salvation. A break in time, that is
Ever accelerating, but for now,
It slows.
Next realise, soft yet stern coil grips
Can you see it? Does it yet cross your gaze?
The dynamic vice with a fear of fun,
Its fingers held out, relinquishing
To you for this moment, a gift,
Choose wisely.
Last pray, soft yet stern hands rise
Broken vision wanders, look in
The chamber, that within wanders promises,
A dance between time and its captive.
Desire and passion for two,
I hope it’s enough for one.
So glad that you’re writing again! Hope you keep it up because this is really good stuff! Thank you for sharing!
@@missintrovert_deluluauthor tysm! I definitely will haha
I got lost in the sauce 😢
@@peatea16 same bro
I've written a poem or a song I don't know
Let me know how's it. ..I'm a beginner
Thinking about the day, I fed up
Yes it's dark,
But I'm confused,
What would be my next step?
Coz I don't know what to do
Coz I don't know how to do
In My mysterious thoughts.
There exists some hopes
But,There was nothing wrong
There was no fault, There was none
Just...
My mind and me
My mind and me
We were stuck all the night
I'm stuck all the night
My mind and me, my mind and me
We were stuck all the night
In my imagination
There's some unbelievable creations
There live so many dreams
A canvas is painted with infinite possibilities it seems
Inside me, there's a wish
May I see the future
Stucking between dark and light
It is a torture
Inside me there's a wish to hear something from God
To chose what's right?
In the tension of light
I'm wasting my dark
My useless thoughts exhausted me
For we both want to be free
But,There was nothing wrong
There was no fault, There was none
Just...
My mind and me
My mind and me
We were stuck all the night
I'm stuck all the night
I'm confused, I have no other way
What would happen in light?
How would be my day?
God says nothing
For his response I'm waiting
In the thirst of day
I'm missing my dark
But,There was nothing wrong
There was no fault, There was none
Just...
My mind and me, My mind and me
We were stuck all the night
I'm stuck all the night
And we stuck all the night
In between us it is a fight
To know between us who's right?
I'm convincing my mind
My mind is convincing me
For, we both want to be free
There are no limits , I agreed
We both agreed
Once we'll accept them
We'll go beyond them
I agreed, we both agreed
So we decided to enjoy the dark
In that dark we can see a spark
A spark of light
Which will make our light bright
For this, we fight
To know who's right?
My mind
Or me?
For we both want to be free
A gleam in the dark we can see
My mind and me
My mind and me
We were stuck
In between...
Also share your views on my poem with me...
What u think about it
This is beautifully written and the repetitive structure you’ve built really gets the reader into a familiar rhythm. You’ve created a relatable speaker and I love how your narrative mirrors the thoughts twisting in someone’s head. Even though it seems like there’s nothing wrong, there’s so much more deliberation and catastrophic battles of thought in the mind. And it can be deafening in the silence of “nothing’s wrong”. I definitely related to it and it really spoke to me. I might change up the wording in a few areas just to make it a bit more readable and grammatical but then again, the regular mind dump isn’t grammatical at all. So it’s up to you whether to embrace that or just tweak a couple sentences. Thank you for putting so much into your work and sharing it! Loved it!
Thank you so much....for guiding me
ayoo thats soo gud.. i like how u just went with the flow and let it all out
@@isualgThank you so much!
I wish u all the best 🙃
this is very cool video thanks for your suggestion and best of up..
Thank YOU for watching! It means SO much!! 😊
I've just started out with poems, never knew it could be so fun
this is something I've recently written, criticism and tips are highly appreciated!
Joy
Here it is, the great release
A very needed moment of peace
As I look up at the cotton-filled blue space,
and get wrapped up in a relaxing haze
The sun is bright
Rain always light
Birds flying around, and nothing is too loud
The cloud kingdoms stand so high
Majestic and enticing
Like those birds, I wish I could fly
For this dull life is tiring
Take me away, I say,
up there is where I belong!
My arms I flail, but to no avail
I shall look all day long.
The sun being bright fills my heart with delight
Time has slowed down
My soul no longer frowns
Also, does anyone know of any forums or websites where people can post poems? I want to share them online but idk where
Lost in the darkness, i see nothing behind me or in-front of me I walk for miles but still nothing to be found, I cry out for help, but no one hears no matter how loud my cry gets, I scream and scream, I scream till my throat Is dry like sandpaper, and every swallow like running a 20 mile marathon , I scream till my voice is sore, and any faint sound I can seem to muffle out is carried away by the wind. After a while I stay quiet realizing it’s just me. I fall in a steep whole, but no one’s there to help, I desperately cling to the walk trying to pull my self up to no avail as time goes on I feel the whole getting deeper, and after a while I’m at peace with my fate.
Beautiful! Love the story structure that starts with chaos and ends with peace. I really resonated with it too, your imagery did the trick. Thank you for sharing!
Very Helpful, Ma'am -
I wrote this in a dream, usually anytime or read or write anything in a dream its totally nonsensical but this stuck
Grip, rise, slip, move
Move, slip, rise, grip
Grip, grip, grip
Or else let go to fall or fly
Makes me think of icebergs.
So what you’re saying is…you can write poetry in your sleep??! Very impressive
thank you, you are adorable. Very useful video
Thanks! I appreciate it!
I still don't understand meter in a poem. Is there a simplified way of understanding it? When I write poetry, I don't think about meter when I write, am I supposed to?
Thank you very much for this best video ❤
Love for kashmir (India)💗
Thank you for watching! ☺️
First poem don’t judge to hard but give constructive criticism
The After thought
As I sit in the back of the room
I wait for a stare a glance
a “hey come join us”
yet I stayed singled out
the afterthought
First of all, I can totally relate wanting to join in a conversation at a social gathering. And the fact that it’s such a quick thought that comes and goes makes the structure a good fit. I think some punctuation might be helpful like in “a stare, a glance” just for some clarity but yeah I really like what you’ve got! Beautiful!
Nice sis you rock
Thanks so do you!
One of the most common tips is to read poetry. But I find it sooooo difficult to read poetry. It’s very hit or miss for me and it’s hard to analyze. Poems feel so elusive to me 😅 But I do like writing poetry when I’m in the mood.
Right? And when it comes to looking for poetry, where do you start? There’s so many different authors and moods and styles and eras and then you have to read them several times to understand them (or confuse yourself) here’s hoping we find our poetic inspiration somewhere…
oh good
Thank you for the video! I'm too shy to share my first poem here though, because it's terrible 👉👈
I’m sure it’s not terrible but definitely no pressure
@@missintrovert_deluluauthor Aw thanks so much!
This is my first sonnet, so please be easy on me lol
“Shall I care not about his grin today
Or when he’d change his hair to lay precise
I must remember to go fly away
I must remember, don’t repeat it twice
The way we used to lock hands in the night
How he said that his love thrived ever so
I see and write on what is purely white
That maybe I should have just let him go
Forgive, Forget, as he told me before
The words growing as I shrink from the shame
But there I have the pure strength that I store
That I shall never let a duff man claim
And so I say to myself, deep within
Never ever let it happen again”
Is there anything I can improve on?
So powerful!! Structure really adds to the effect and the message. Thank you for sharing!!
@@missintrovert_deluluauthor thank you so much!!
this is too relatable. i love it
@@nessie1678 ❤️
I'm not an introvert👁👄👁
Anyway this is my first poem so pls don't judge❤
A toast to the dreamers
A toast to the dreamers, who spend their time in their head
A toast to the dreamers, who read to escape reality
Dreamers, who write to heal their hearts
Dreamers, who can't seem to relate to real people
Dreamers, who live in a fantasy world
Dreamers, who fall in love with fictional characters
A toast to us,The Dreamers
Why is this not a monologue in a play! ??!! Please continue to write poetry!! I am in LOVE!! (Also all extroverts are more than welcome here 😊)
@@missintrovert_deluluauthor Thank you!❤
I can honestly say I began to cry reading this. Please keep going!
@@french2572 Stooooop! Your going to make *me* cry!
This spoke to my spirit 🥹
Idk if this is good but here I go
~ unknown ~
You walk past her everyday
You smile and wave
As she walks by you lowered your head
Feeling the shame of their gaze
You thought she like you too
But she was just playing a game
She called you best friend
she knew your secrets
And your scars
You thought she shared the same heart
But you thought wrong
The day glooms and the sky darkened
Just like you're heart
How could I be so stupid.
She was just playing the part
She smiled and I act like nothing happened
But it couldn't just be a part.
I know she felt a spark too.
Idk if this is good or not but I didn't think I
Just " go" and went with it:)) 👍🏻
You just going with it made this poem so authentic. I think you did a beautiful job at describing the emotions of your speaker and I could really see the scene happening as well as the background of these people. And this is MUCH more than “good”! Thank you for sharing!
@@missintrovert_deluluauthor omg thank youuu I actually made more poam last night and share them with friends and they said the same thing you did❤️
This is my first ever poem its decent for a starter¯\_(ツ)_/¯:
Listen to me dear.
There is nothing to fear
Go train your mind to make a gear.
For all the sadness you can hear.
These words will soon be scratched.
So able your mind to attach.
Whom is real to tell me im fake.
And in fakeness he made a lake.
I surpassed and forgived him.
Surpassed him like a piece of cake.
Train and be strong.
So in live you can move along.
Unbeatable that was made from scratch.
Thus no one can ever match.
If you try to drop a tear.
Remember death is always near."
Ahem I'm not really good but I wrote a poem for the love of my life.
I did take inspiration from Pinterest, but it is my work.
Judge all you want, I want harsh criticism:
In the pouring rain, we dance together,
The world around us fades away like a feather.
The rhythm of the raindrops on our skin,
Is the music that moves us from within.
Our bodies sway, as we move to the beat,
Our hearts are full, and our souls complete.
We hold each other close, as we spin and turn,
Our love for each other continues to burn.
As we dance, the raindrops keep falling,
Our love for each other keeps on calling.
We are lost in the moment, lost in the rain,
As we dance and kiss again and again.
The rain keeps pouring, as we hold each other tight,
We know that we're meant to be together tonight.
We kiss under the rain, and our love starts to grow,
Our hearts are full, and our passion starts to flow.
So let us dance and kiss in the rain,
And let our love wash away all the pain.
For in this moment, we are one,
Dancing and kissing under the pouring sun.
Awwww this is so sweet!! Your poem sounds like a really happy ending scene in a movie and I could see all of it with your descriptions. Thank you for sharing! You should keep drawing deeper into the emotions you felt and the things you saw around you. You may have written that the world around you faded but what was that previous world? Like what we’re you guys wearing? Were you dancing in a specific place that’s special to you? Are there any metaphors you could compare to how you felt? Just a few suggestions but again, so thoughtful!
This is my first poem, so sorry if it makes little sense.
Tempest
Vermillion the flames of the soul burn
The burning bush the spirit yearns
Deep in sorrow does it rest
The bush of flames meets the flesh
Quiet bodies call for Him
Pushing them back, the tempest spins
Collecting the damned goes the storm
In the flames the spirit had
Burns the bodies of the dead
Not the dead that found the bush
But the dead that faced the howling push
Hey you inspired me so much ... Here is my first poem can you pls give review about this ??
Devil's Darling
She had his heart at very first glance..❤️
Seeing her doe eyes made his heart dance ...💓
He was ready to be a thorn for the blossomed beauty of her...💐🧑🦰
His heart flattered remembering the honey voice of hers.... 🥰
He began secretly protecting her from all his might....
He began to imagin their lovely future being so bright....
But for his ghasty fate of the story....
He forgot that he was the devil of the story.....
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~~~Ratnpriya
Here’s my poem
Disappointed in myself
I’ve let myself down
Not only myself
But everybody around
Or is it all in my head
Sometimes I can’t tell
My mind isn’t reality
Its literal hell
It distorts my perception and ruins my day
Only if I could turn them off and just run away
Escape my madness and just be free
Live life peacefully anxiety free
You are so brave to be so vulnerable. I can relate to your speaker on a very personal level. Thank you for sharing!
I know I'm a few years late to this. But thank you so much for putting this video out and helping me 💗
I've always been fascinated and in to poetry. And have done a few. It's just I get blocked. And sometimes I feel it's not poetry just me blabbering. Or just writer block and I over think it.
So do only short ones mean poetry or long ones are not?
Is this it?
I am shattered. For not knowing what I do know now to know what I do so now.
Your smile is everything I'm not and everything I'm to want ought.
Glad I could help! Poetry can really be whatever you want it to be, long or short! What you’ve written, of course and it’s cleverly beautiful. You might just be writing whatever you’re thinking about which is usually what I do, then it’s a matter of rereading it and seeing how it sounds.
@@missintrovert_deluluauthor I know in the video you suggest using smileys and metaphors/ anoanmaie. But I sometimes add Old English into it too. Because usually that's what I write or as I call it free writing :). But I'll definitely practice and follow what you've said.
Why was that extremely helpful?
I cant read poetry if i dont know where to find poetry books at and the library where i live at dont have those type of books
You can look up poetry online (poetry foundations is a good one)
hi there..thanks for your useful tips
You’re SO welcome!!
I write poetry as a hobby. Would like you to have a review by you, that would be encouraging
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since everyone is sharing their first poems i wanna share mine
finally its time
not the time you will be mine
but the time i let you go
and all will be fine
loved you all this time
even when we didnt align
you can make anyone fall
with a beauty so divine
but why does it feel like a crime
like i shouldnt be called yours
and you shouldnt be called mine
whats the reason
i cant define
maybe its the way we decline
maybe because you've drawn the line
how i can never be your prime
despite you being mine
well love isnt returned all the time
so after all this while
i should let you go
shouldn’t hurt myself more
of how you ignore
finally its time
the time i let you go
My thought with the poem was rather than interest the authors feelings, I was thinking perhaps ignore the person and focus on what was actually said ? Not sure now I’ve written this do I understand my question… oh well I’ll post anyway
Yeah that makes sense: looking at the speaker’s point of view, not the author’s since we can’t really know what they meant.
I know I’m late but this is my first poem and I would like to know how it is
The want
Have you ever felt the want?
The want takes hold of me
The want to have
The want to love
The want to feel something
Something other than hatred
The feeing of hatred as I look at myself in the mirror
The feeling of hatred as I mess up something so simple
The feeling of hatred from other people as they look at me
“Freak, freak” they say
“Ugly, ugly” they say
“Disgusting, disgusting” they say
And they are right
A poet is never late. They write precisely when they mean to. And thank you for sharing your work!❤️
this is so nice, full of emotions and 100% relateable! keep going!
@@xcaramel thanks !
This is my first poem. I am not confident about how I deliver every word, but here it is:
His first poem.
Passion flaring in the dead of night,
Tears of twilight gushed outside.
The book is open; a lamp is glowing,
for the pen has written its first poem
Steam from a cup twirled in the pale light
While coffee keeps the writer awake at night.
Tears finally ceased,
and peace echoed across the room.
The art formed by the writer comes to bloom.
Night has reached its finale, and the mind is inoperable with the weary body.
His eyes closed, ready to rest, for he howled the unsung feelings out of his chest.
Please let me know what I can improve.
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Favorite
Yay!
You had me at "Introvert"
Welcome! This is a safe space for introverts. I’ll leave you alone now ☺️
1. Reading poems
2. Analyse / annotate : pretty ugly
3. Reader's response
4. Explication
5. Poetry Handbook
6. Start small
7. Literary elements: Similes metaphors imagery figurative language
8. Write poem a day
9. Story/ interpretation/ cliffhangers
Structure, imagery , meaning
10. Be open to criticism
Umm... I've no experience. This is my first ever poem and I'll learn from now on. So...here it goes(I hope it's good)
Who is the real me?
Is it the happy and cheerful me
Or is it the sad and depressed me?
Maybe, I'm the real me when I'm alone.
The real me is maybe the one who sobs alone,
And the one who cries because she cares.
I know this really doesn't look like a poem but well I gotta start else I can never learn
What's the background music at the beginning before the intro?
It is called “Jesse’s Carnival Waltz” and it’s one of choices in the classical/romantic section of yt studio’s audio library.
I want to write poetry but I feel like it won’t make sense at all because I want to write it from my heart i don’t know if this make sense at all.
It’s okay if it doesn’t make sense. If you’re writing it from the heart, it’s true to you and you alone. There’s a lot of great poetry that takes several reads for it to make sense or a literary interpretation and it’s usually those poems that are considered the most profound like “The Red Wheelbarrow” by William Carlos Williams, straightforward, yes but its significance? It’s definitely up for discussion.
My short piece, suggestions are welcomed mam 🤗
Slowly pulling me through, a little away,
From the demons that brutally flay,
Into dreadful nights, to viciously disarray,
And push me astray into breathless clay.
Inside that bottomless pit, who would stay?
Other than bloody demons that savagely slay?
Braving the demons in the pit, halfway,
I mustered all my courage to disobey.
To follow the light, that stood far away,
I, with burning spirit, made the demons stay
Away from my sunfilled day,
Away from my beautiful day.
I really like it! Is it about being brave enough to leave a toxic environment? If not, correct me, as poems are often interpreted differently! :) I really like your use of alliteration and also the anaphora in the two rhyming couplets at the end. I love how it consistently rhymes, but also in poetry, there’s different rhyme schemes you can use instead of every line rhyming with each other, for example AABB, where the first two lines rhyme and then the next two lines after that take on a different rhyme, or ABAB, but it’s really up to you, just wanted to bring that to your attention for future reference, but you’re clearly naturally good at this, keep going my friend!! :)
@@jessbeee4773 really means a lot that you took time to leave some suggestions and appreciation for my work. Thank you beautiful soul💌
Can anyone write 5-6 lines for me...on self confidence
Thanks
You’re welcome 😊
Its Faster than the speed of light
Which can shine threw a pebble
Can break a Heart of Stone at sight
That's a Woman's Love for a Rebel
Where can I start reading poetry?
Any suggestions?
I started reading poetry from Robert Frost and Emily Dickinson in poetry classes but honestly you can really start anywhere. A good website to find a whole lot of big name, historic poets is poetry foundation. Otherwise, you can find your vibe of poetry at bookstores, literary magazines and you can find a lot of poets on social media.
I see myself through broken glass
am I pieces of a person or a solid muliticolored mass
more shards of glass I cant uncover
then remold the glass a new picture is discovered
my stained glass portrait bigger scale than The Resurrection
parts of me come together so I can see my own reflection
I played that intro music too many times for my liking
Heres a poem about a cat and a bird..
Dear little bird,
Havent you heard?
Theres a noise in the wall,
A wailing call..
A crying cat
Left alone on the swirling mat.
Its wails bring you near..
It wails for you and your peers..
A cat all alone
Desperate and cold.
You give it a home,
The place you roam.
As it snuggles to you for comfort..
You feel a first spark..
A spark of love.
Awwwww I’ll take the cat home
@@missintrovert_deluluauthor cat is now happi
My heart ached.
My heart ached for a love that was unreturned
A pain that pierced by soul and left me burned
I longed for her words of comfort, her bright smile and her embrace
But all I had were memories to trace.
Was told I was wrong, but i hanged on
Refusing to believe that hope was all gone
Despite the doubts, other threw my way
I held my ground, and chose to stay.
I longed to hear her voice, her sweet embrace
And gaze upon her eyes whose love could never be replaced
Bull all I have are dreams and memories, a few
Of what could be, if only she knew.
But still she looked away and left me pained
My heart in pieces, shattered and restrained
For in her eyes, I saw a love unclaimed
A truth that left my heart forever chained.
My heart ached.
Yet I held on tight, to hope and dreams
Prayed that love would be just what it seems
From the books I’ve read to the movies I’ve seen
Love? It was always portrayed as a beautiful scene.
For deep within my heart, I knew the truth
That my love for you would bring me ruth
A flame that might have burned me down
A love that could’ve left me with a frown.
And though it may have brought me pain
I wouldn't have it any other way
Her one smile and I would fall right back
My heart ached, in fact.
And so I stand here, broken and alone
Heart aching so bad, no place to call home
But still I hold on tight, to a love so unknown
Hoping that someday, I’ll finally find a home.
Mahima Thapa
This is heart achingly beautiful. 😉 I love how you break the poem into two distinct sections. It shows your ability to tell a story and show how the speaker’s emotions affected them in real and raw ways. I also love how the speaker is learning as their heart is aching. So amazing! Thank you for sharing!!
@@missintrovert_deluluauthor this is the first poem i ever wrote also i wrote it after watching this video so... thanks to you i guess
Okay so this is my first ever poetry actually it doesn't rhyme at all still-
I can cross thousands of ocean
And still drown in your eyes
I can be lost in thoughts of mine
And still find you in every wave
I can die with all my fantasy
And still can't bear you seeing nightmare
I can be broken in the smallest piece possible
And still shine for you
I can tear my life apart
And still sew your favourite shirt heartily
I can be blind
And still behold the beauty of your dead petals
I can shrink the universe within me
And still adore every inch of galaxy in your soul
Even though I hesitate asking
Can u even put your phone aside
When I come by your side??
this is my first poem so i hope its not too bad :)
I sometimes wish i could glue my mouth shut,
Each and every time i speak i say the wrong stuff and mess everything up,
is it really this hard?
To find peace in the words i say?
Or am i here digging my own grave for my death to come?
Im learning poetry for a dnd character
Valid reason
@missintrovert9238 As a side note, I actually do enjoy it a bit. It's a good stress reliever
I came to poetry by way in both expression and A voice that won't be silented.
That thirty plus years ago.
And I Did really good at it.
But I have no love for the educated
Precise grammar got a degree on the wall type person's.
But, they do have a point in how they feel as well.
Give me my Bohemian street slang lived every word I've written. Cause that's my voice.
Just as anyone should find themselves in
that calling. The End.
Wonderchek ///.
I’ve got one but idk if it’s really a poem and I want to put it in for my forensics comp but don’t know if I should
TW killing yourself
I say goodbye to my childhood home that I used to roam
I say goodbye to To my mom
My dad
My sister
And my dog
I start to see the fog
I knew the day would come so soon but I never expected my heart to bloom
I have to move on to the new part of life for it shall be harder on others when I drop the knife
So goodbye to my friends
My family but just know I will be happily alone in a place I call home
underrated video asf
Thank youuuuu