A poem describing an average girls life while crushing on a guy during school. the breath signifies how quickly things happen, but also how the girl appears to be 'holding her breath', or, in other words, hoping.
Written while I took a walk around my apartment complex. I was in an incredibly good mood, but it came out depressing. Oh well. I didn't actually write it WHILE in the act of walking; I was sitting down on a little brick wall, which is how the poem started.
One of my personal favorites.
I wrote the following poem early in the summer. I had recently lost something dear to me and I was sitting in the grass, looking into the sky. I was in a state of sadness and heartache, so I fueled my feelings with a poem. The poem itself is not the best, but I believe that the meaning is good.
This poem is my belief that war in Iraq should end. It's actually titled "End The War" but someone on here beat me to that title, so I changed "The" to "This". But that's alright.
It needs a little editing.
I wrote this poem about a nightmarish dragon that plagues our dreams. I was reading poetry on here and I left a suggestion for someone who wanted to know how they could add on to their poem, and I turned a few random suggestions into a full poem. I hope you enjoy it!