A poem

I've been reading about lucid dreams today, and I was inspired to write a poem about them. Tell me what you think of it, or post your own poetry if you're so inclined.


In the darkness of nightfall I stare at the ceiling
As I wait for fatigue to take over my head.
Then I lose all the worries that life has me feeling
And I start to forget my existence in bed.

I begin to imagine myself as a being
Free of all of the fears and the angst of the earth.
On this planet of mine I create what I'm seeing
And to all the sensations I feel I give birth.

I have no obligation and no limitation;
There is nothing to tell me what I cannot do.
Creativity gives to me full liberation,
Total access to everything, ancient and new.

Very nice. I like it a lot. Just for kicks I'll post one of my favorite poems of mine. Note, mine don't rhyme, they're almost always free verse.

[align=center]My Final Poem

One day, I'll be an author.
They'll find me in a red bathtub,
because I went down the highway,
not across the street.
Sheets of my poetry will be scattered on the floor
and a note will be in my hand.
And scrawled in black permanant Sharpie will be:
Dear whoever it is who finds me,
make sure that I am remembered
and that no one forgets who I am.
Make sure that they all read what I have written.
Yours truly.
And then one day, when I never come out of the bathroom,
they'll kick down the door and break the lock.
Someone will gasp and look away.
Someone will cry.
Someone will throw up.
Someone will just stare.
But they will all read the note and my poetry,
and not one of them will forget the day they found me dead.
A book in my memory will be published,
a collection of my writings and memoirs from the people who knew me.
People will read it and my name will live on forever.
My parents will be devastated.
They will blame themselves and wonder where they went wrong,
but they never did.
Our branch of the family tree will stop with me,
because I was an only child.
But it's okay, because I'll be famous.
And while I am waiting for the water to turn red,
I'll be writing my final poem.
And it will be the best poem that I have ever written.
I will write it on the wall, so the water does not wash it away.
My final poem.
That will be the title.
It will be the one that everyone loves.
People will quote it in their books,
and some will copy it in their journals.
Someone will have a copy of it taped to their mirror.
And some kid will use it as his suicide note,
and he'll be remembered too.
And we'll be remembered together.[/align]

Interesting. I like it.

My poetry lately has been rather shallow.

I loved both of the poems, I have one as my sig.

EMOS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Originally Posted by jahjahjahjah

EMOS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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moron

Eh, I went through a phase in my life when I was an emo. I use that as my inspiration to write now.

Here's mine. Give me an A for originality.

In the One day, I'll be darkness of nightfall I stare at an author.the ceiling
As I wait, They'll find me in a red bathtub for fatigue to take over my head.
Then I lose all the worries that because I went down the highway, life has me feeling
not across the street. I start
And scrawled in black permanant Sharpie will be: to forget my existence in bed.

I begin to imagine myself as Sheets of my poetry on a being
Free of a note will be Dear whoever it is who finds me, in my hand. and all of the fears and the angst of the earth make sure that I am remembered and that no one forgets who I am..
Make sure that they all read what I have written On this planet of mine Yours truly. I create what I'm seeing And then one day, when I never come out of the bathroom,
And to all the sensations I feel I give birth they'll kick down the door and break the lock..

I have no obligation Someone will gasp and look away and no Someone will cry limitation;
There is
Someone will just stare. nothing to tell me what I cannot do
But they will all read the note and my poetry.
Creativity gives to me full liberation and not one of them will forget the day they found me dead.,
Total access to A book in my memory will be published,everything, ancient and new.

most poems r emo, i only like beachguys

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Originally Posted by jahjahjahjah

most poems r emo, i only like beachguys

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It's not "being emo". I'm not following any stupid fad. I'm just expressing myself. If you're too afraid of self-expression, well, I hope you enjoy all the psychological problems that come with bottling up your feelings.

Now off I go to undertake
A quest of my creation
To worlds without a hint of hate
Or needless domination.
A peaceful place of joy and love,
Utopian oasis.
Who cares if this is all a dream?
The dream has been the basis
Of all the progress man has made
In all of his existence.
If man wants peace he'll surely need
His revery's assistance.
Just think of Martin Luther King,
Of all his dream has given.
And as he dreamt so shall I dream.
By dreams we must be driven.
The dream enriches waking life
Like dreams that life enriches.
With dreams we build the mountains high
Instead of digging ditches.
With so much beauty in this world
We can't afford ignoring,
No hatred stands the slightest chance
When man goes dream-exploring.