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This is one of my favorites of yours, yet! The scenery is amazing, much better than most poems I've read or even written. The only thing I would suggest is to make it a little longer, but besides that you could probably write a whole book based on this one poem!

I can't really say. I wrote this poem with the idea that it would have, "Mixed Meanings," without thinking of a real theme for it. That does seem to fit pretty well with the general idea, though.

I'd like everyone to try an activity with this poem. Just discuss what you believe the theme of it is. I ask this because, even though I really like this poem, it can be extremely confusing. Unknown I remember the person that I was never shown They just remained in the dark and felt so...

I loved this poem! It's extremely well written and I'm a big fan of poems about darkness and such! I would pick out a favorite part of it, but the whole thing is pretty dang awesome! Good work!

A quick note: What I do from now on, is write all my poetry during the weekdays. Then over the weekend, I type everything up as well as share my favorites. Just saying. Darkness In The Sunset We’ve all been to a beach to feel the cool ocean breeze The feeling is soothing and accepted easily I...

I'm sure that you have musical talent that you just need to discover. I'll keep the hippy party idea in mind lol.

it's EXTREMELY acoustic

Awesome poem! "My heart once raced, but now is silent. Quiet now, just for a moment. What was that could you hear? I strain my neck to look beyond. It's as I thought, it's as I feared. That's my body, in that shallow pond." I really like this part of it, and helps me understand why this poem...

I've gotten a ton of feedback that this is everyone's favorite song of mine. It is very messy in some spots, but I too really enjoy how it's coming out (I don't know if this is the final version). Enjoy!

That's an excellent poem! I really think you should start writing poetry again! Hopefully the friend who this is dedicated to is watching over and wishing you the best.

Some more poetry! Special Remember the time when your parents sat you down Just you and them with no one else around “You’re so special,” they say to you But you laughed it off, you didn’t know it was true Think about that moment, that place, that time Did you know the importance of that...

From my guitar performance last night! Just a warning, it's nothing like my last song. I still think you'll enjoy it.

for me boy: Lucas girl: Monica

I just thought I'd add my thoughts about this. I think that LonelySkeptic is 100% right. I write, "Poetry," but that doesn't make it, "Poetry." It's hard to explain, but I feel the same way about guitar. There is a different between playing notes on a guitar, and playing guitar. The problem is...

I wrote this poem (and a bunch of others) to make up for an extremely sad poem I wrote a while back. I didn't post it, but if people want me to, just ask. Bruised and Beaten I return from my fight, beaten and bruised And now I’m here standing before you Are you surprised that I made it back...

Another great poem! "i leave my regrets to the light as i fight a very bitter fight" My favorite part of this poem. I hoping to see some more!

The, "Confrentation," went something like this: *I'll say STUDENT instead of her actual name* Me: Hey student Her: Hmmm? Me: I overheard you talking about me earlier Her: You did? Me: Yeah, I'm just wondering what I did to make you think that Her: Think what Me: That I'm a great guy Her: I just...

"i hope that you can see through the dark and i want you to know i mean this with my heart" I love the poem, but I REALLY love this part of it. Keep up the good work!

Sophia: There's no way she was voicing how she felt about me to a friend. She never communicates with me at all, and all I do in class is sit quietly by myself until class gets out. Everyone avoids me, so I haven't even been given the opportunity to be a nice guy. JustJones: It's 2. She can't...

Well here's a question, If she was just trying to be nice, why couldn't she just come up to me and compliment me to my face? Is, "She wanted to be nice to you, but she didn't want you to know it," really the argument?