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  • @Nyx_1181
    @Nyx_1181 2 ปีที่แล้ว +419

    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

    • @gagagagagagagagagaga3509
      @gagagagagagagagagaga3509 ปีที่แล้ว +25

      I would suggest more figurative language and rhymes but other than that's really good :)) good job

    • @sleekladyscorner3641
      @sleekladyscorner3641 ปีที่แล้ว +10

      This is really beautiful. Just keep going, your brain will get better at it.

    • @sleekladyscorner3641
      @sleekladyscorner3641 ปีที่แล้ว +2

      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.

    • @tty-494m
      @tty-494m ปีที่แล้ว +6

      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.

    • @reine4316
      @reine4316 ปีที่แล้ว +14

      @@gagagagagagagagagaga3509 not all poems rhyme

  • @wtbwrites1806
    @wtbwrites1806 2 ปีที่แล้ว +611

    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

    • @missintrovert_deluluauthor
      @missintrovert_deluluauthor  2 ปีที่แล้ว +44

      Preach!

    • @TheTogam
      @TheTogam 2 ปีที่แล้ว +78

      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.

    • @wtbwrites1806
      @wtbwrites1806 2 ปีที่แล้ว +26

      @@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.

    • @Elliott4
      @Elliott4 ปีที่แล้ว +23

      @@TheTogam poetry and guitar isn't the same thing. Their two different skills

    • @franciscohernandez1961
      @franciscohernandez1961 ปีที่แล้ว +6

      @@Elliott4they’re*

  • @isualg
    @isualg 10 หลายเดือนก่อน +20

    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"

  • @rabiabatool6141
    @rabiabatool6141 ปีที่แล้ว +20

    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. .

    • @missintrovert_deluluauthor
      @missintrovert_deluluauthor  ปีที่แล้ว +1

      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!

  • @anishmal2305
    @anishmal2305 ปีที่แล้ว +64

    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.

  • @diaah
    @diaah ปีที่แล้ว +61

    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.

    • @missintrovert_deluluauthor
      @missintrovert_deluluauthor  ปีที่แล้ว +3

      So very beautiful! Thank you for sharing!

    • @SolemGod
      @SolemGod ปีที่แล้ว

      Holy moly this is beautiful

    • @ok-zb3sf
      @ok-zb3sf ปีที่แล้ว

      omg it’s amazing!

    • @Heartfeltsonder
      @Heartfeltsonder ปีที่แล้ว +1

      Have to get this tattooed

    • @science-freaks
      @science-freaks 10 หลายเดือนก่อน

      This is your first poemm wow its so beautiful 🫶🏻

  • @paperbag7759
    @paperbag7759 2 ปีที่แล้ว +89

    My first poem, you inspired me - criticism is welcome

  • @thebookworm4567
    @thebookworm4567 9 หลายเดือนก่อน +6

    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?

  • @tweekpeek
    @tweekpeek 2 ปีที่แล้ว +124

    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

    • @Dad-yd1zi
      @Dad-yd1zi ปีที่แล้ว +7

      pretty decent to be honest! nice start though

    • @V.-.
      @V.-. ปีที่แล้ว +12

      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 .

    • @wtbwrites1806
      @wtbwrites1806 ปีที่แล้ว +1

      I like it! Keep going

    • @Mack-ss1jr
      @Mack-ss1jr ปีที่แล้ว +1

      this is amazing!

    • @Urstrulycatwoman
      @Urstrulycatwoman ปีที่แล้ว +1

      So beautiful 😭

  • @bennythebard
    @bennythebard ปีที่แล้ว +7

    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.

  • @maybeyesss2848
    @maybeyesss2848 2 ปีที่แล้ว +36

    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!!!

    • @missintrovert_deluluauthor
      @missintrovert_deluluauthor  2 ปีที่แล้ว +6

      So pretty!! It makes me think about my old neighborhood in the morning

    • @maybeyesss2848
      @maybeyesss2848 2 ปีที่แล้ว +1

      @@missintrovert_deluluauthor Thank you so muchhhhh!!!

  • @ashayjoshi7641
    @ashayjoshi7641 2 ปีที่แล้ว +56

    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

    • @missintrovert_deluluauthor
      @missintrovert_deluluauthor  2 ปีที่แล้ว +14

      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)

    • @ashayjoshi7641
      @ashayjoshi7641 2 ปีที่แล้ว +12

      @@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.

    • @V.-.
      @V.-. ปีที่แล้ว +1

      Bro loved your poem

    • @ashayjoshi7641
      @ashayjoshi7641 ปีที่แล้ว +1

      @@V.-. thanks!!

    • @Mack-ss1jr
      @Mack-ss1jr ปีที่แล้ว

      These poems are so great! Keep writing!

  • @Mack-ss1jr
    @Mack-ss1jr ปีที่แล้ว +24

    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?

    • @khushisri9603
      @khushisri9603 ปีที่แล้ว +3

      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

    • @lovelyesso
      @lovelyesso ปีที่แล้ว +2

      This is a beautiful poem 😢. Well done 👍🏽

    • @shaistahkhizar96
      @shaistahkhizar96 5 หลายเดือนก่อน

      It is a masterpiece dude

    • @Mack-ss1jr
      @Mack-ss1jr 5 หลายเดือนก่อน

      @@shaistahkhizar96 thank you :)

    • @Mack-ss1jr
      @Mack-ss1jr 5 หลายเดือนก่อน

      @@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!

  • @AikiraBeats
    @AikiraBeats ปีที่แล้ว +44

    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.

  • @jordanlmcgrath
    @jordanlmcgrath ปีที่แล้ว +4

    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.

  • @magikyuu
    @magikyuu ปีที่แล้ว +5

    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.

  • @ashleypace7993
    @ashleypace7993 ปีที่แล้ว +5

    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

    • @missintrovert_deluluauthor
      @missintrovert_deluluauthor  ปีที่แล้ว +1

      You are so brave to be so vulnerable. I can relate to your speaker on a very personal level. Thank you for sharing!

  • @fathimarisana5268
    @fathimarisana5268 7 หลายเดือนก่อน +1

    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

  • @rabiabatool6141
    @rabiabatool6141 ปีที่แล้ว +7

    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

    • @missintrovert_deluluauthor
      @missintrovert_deluluauthor  ปีที่แล้ว

      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!

    • @rabiabatool6141
      @rabiabatool6141 ปีที่แล้ว

      Thank you so much....for guiding me

    • @isualg
      @isualg 10 หลายเดือนก่อน

      ayoo thats soo gud.. i like how u just went with the flow and let it all out

    • @Rabia5868f
      @Rabia5868f 5 หลายเดือนก่อน

      ​@@isualgThank you so much!
      I wish u all the best 🙃

  • @brianhiles8164
    @brianhiles8164 3 หลายเดือนก่อน +1

    An introvert... with a TH-cam channel?
    Now that´s a good subject for a poem.

  • @Haneyvlogs
    @Haneyvlogs 2 ปีที่แล้ว +11

    I’m not the type of person who opens up to people, I want to write poem to express my thoughts and feeling

    • @missintrovert_deluluauthor
      @missintrovert_deluluauthor  2 ปีที่แล้ว +6

      And poetry is a great way to do that without opening up to people, it’s freeing.

    • @Haneyvlogs
      @Haneyvlogs 2 ปีที่แล้ว

      @@missintrovert_deluluauthor Althought it’s great, I don’t know how or wear to start 😭 I’m still confuse even watching this

  • @leeyam2520
    @leeyam2520 ปีที่แล้ว +19

    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.

    • @missintrovert_deluluauthor
      @missintrovert_deluluauthor  ปีที่แล้ว +2

      So glad that you’re writing again! Hope you keep it up because this is really good stuff! Thank you for sharing!

    • @leeyam2520
      @leeyam2520 ปีที่แล้ว

      @@missintrovert_deluluauthor tysm! I definitely will haha

    • @peatea16
      @peatea16 ปีที่แล้ว

      I got lost in the sauce 😢

    • @leeyam2520
      @leeyam2520 ปีที่แล้ว

      @@peatea16 same bro

  • @ellaswor9777
    @ellaswor9777 ปีที่แล้ว +11

    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.

    • @missintrovert_deluluauthor
      @missintrovert_deluluauthor  ปีที่แล้ว +2

      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!

    • @ellaswor9777
      @ellaswor9777 ปีที่แล้ว

      @@missintrovert_deluluauthor thank you so much !!!!!

    • @naegar6384
      @naegar6384 ปีที่แล้ว +1

      And the crowd goes wild. Standing ovation bravo bravo 👏👏 keep up the good wrk

    • @ellaswor9777
      @ellaswor9777 ปีที่แล้ว

      @@naegar6384 thank you very much

  • @dantefernandodantezambrano7910
    @dantefernandodantezambrano7910 ปีที่แล้ว +13

    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.

    • @Astolof_ChangE_Felix_Saber
      @Astolof_ChangE_Felix_Saber ปีที่แล้ว +1

      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 😖

    • @Ant1quedoll
      @Ant1quedoll ปีที่แล้ว +1

      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 :)

    • @dantefernandodantezambrano7910
      @dantefernandodantezambrano7910 ปีที่แล้ว

      @@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.

    • @dantefernandodantezambrano7910
      @dantefernandodantezambrano7910 ปีที่แล้ว

      @@Ant1quedoll 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.

  • @naegar6384
    @naegar6384 ปีที่แล้ว +5

    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.

    • @missintrovert_deluluauthor
      @missintrovert_deluluauthor  ปีที่แล้ว

      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!

  • @weronikan80
    @weronikan80 ปีที่แล้ว +5

    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

  • @CosmicPandaKing
    @CosmicPandaKing 2 ปีที่แล้ว +13

    That poem was beautiful I learned a lot about myself from they short reading

  • @Ouch._.
    @Ouch._. ปีที่แล้ว +3

    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.

    • @missintrovert_deluluauthor
      @missintrovert_deluluauthor  ปีที่แล้ว

      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!

  • @sarthakkumbhar172
    @sarthakkumbhar172 2 ปีที่แล้ว +11

    that poem was sooo beautiful

  • @williamelias5332
    @williamelias5332 2 ปีที่แล้ว +4

    Damn, I’ve never seen that done before. Really,,,, thank you for telling me about the ugly poem. ❤

    • @missintrovert_deluluauthor
      @missintrovert_deluluauthor  2 ปีที่แล้ว +1

      Isn’t poetry the coolest??!!

    • @williamelias5332
      @williamelias5332 2 ปีที่แล้ว

      @@missintrovert_deluluauthor I’ve been thinking about that all morning. It’s just stuck with me.

  • @HanifSodhar
    @HanifSodhar 2 ปีที่แล้ว +10

    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).

  • @karengraciano503
    @karengraciano503 2 ปีที่แล้ว +8

    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

    • @missintrovert_deluluauthor
      @missintrovert_deluluauthor  2 ปีที่แล้ว +2

      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!

  • @kentcalmerin9834
    @kentcalmerin9834 ปีที่แล้ว +1

    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.

  • @lilworld6060
    @lilworld6060 10 หลายเดือนก่อน +1

    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.

    • @jessbeee_444
      @jessbeee_444 9 หลายเดือนก่อน +1

      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!! :)

    • @lilworld6060
      @lilworld6060 9 หลายเดือนก่อน

      @@jessbeee_444 really means a lot that you took time to leave some suggestions and appreciation for my work. Thank you beautiful soul💌

  • @lizanna6390
    @lizanna6390 ปีที่แล้ว +4

    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.

    • @missintrovert_deluluauthor
      @missintrovert_deluluauthor  ปีที่แล้ว

      So what you’re saying is…you can write poetry in your sleep??! Very impressive

  • @littlevoyager5036
    @littlevoyager5036 2 ปีที่แล้ว +4

    Yeah I so love writing poetry ,. thank you for your tips 💞

  • @amitanshuv
    @amitanshuv ปีที่แล้ว +2

    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.

  • @angelahaltom6699
    @angelahaltom6699 ปีที่แล้ว +5

    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?

    • @missintrovert_deluluauthor
      @missintrovert_deluluauthor  ปีที่แล้ว +1

      So powerful!! Structure really adds to the effect and the message. Thank you for sharing!!

    • @angelahaltom6699
      @angelahaltom6699 ปีที่แล้ว

      @@missintrovert_deluluauthor thank you so much!!

    • @nessie1678
      @nessie1678 ปีที่แล้ว +1

      this is too relatable. i love it

    • @angelahaltom6699
      @angelahaltom6699 ปีที่แล้ว +1

      @@nessie1678 ❤️

  • @Whispers.Of.Thoughts
    @Whispers.Of.Thoughts ปีที่แล้ว +1

    I love this video, That mirror poem was very inspiring.

  • @jadecrystal5127
    @jadecrystal5127 ปีที่แล้ว +15

    This poem was for my first ever creative writing class project so I know it's not that good but please don't judge me 🥺🥺
    Thorns are in hands from the roses you've picked,
    Lips are sewed by the needle you didn't pick,
    Eyes examining every mask hiding kink,
    Feet bleeding from broken shards of glass,
    With every little step there is a scar on your heart,
    Every innocuous smile is holding behind a knife,
    Devilish Saint or saintly devil it's really hard to decide,
    Hypocrisy is something you can easily find,
    But kindness is something for which you have to strive,
    Words injure more than a blade can,
    Staying away is the only thing that can save my hands,
    From chocking myself away from the world,
    Is it really too much to assert!
    That I want to be alone in MY TURF!

  • @avinashsookur8893
    @avinashsookur8893 2 ปีที่แล้ว +4

    Thank you very much, Miss... You're my Goddess of poetry .....

  • @fatlikeacow2753
    @fatlikeacow2753 ปีที่แล้ว +3

    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

  • @notdream3450
    @notdream3450 ปีที่แล้ว +3

    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."

  • @Blahbleh228
    @Blahbleh228 ปีที่แล้ว +1

    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

  • @fab6246
    @fab6246 2 ปีที่แล้ว +2

    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

  • @strawberrymilk2987
    @strawberrymilk2987 ปีที่แล้ว +25

    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

    • @missintrovert_deluluauthor
      @missintrovert_deluluauthor  ปีที่แล้ว +5

      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 😊)

    • @strawberrymilk2987
      @strawberrymilk2987 ปีที่แล้ว

      @@missintrovert_deluluauthor Thank you!❤

    • @french2572
      @french2572 ปีที่แล้ว +1

      I can honestly say I began to cry reading this. Please keep going!

    • @strawberrymilk2987
      @strawberrymilk2987 ปีที่แล้ว

      @@french2572 Stooooop! Your going to make *me* cry!

    • @phillocraci1641
      @phillocraci1641 ปีที่แล้ว +1

      This spoke to my spirit 🥹

  • @Senormojado75
    @Senormojado75 3 ปีที่แล้ว +10

    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

  • @PatienceChingamuka-lz2kp
    @PatienceChingamuka-lz2kp ปีที่แล้ว +1

    ❤❤❤wow thank you. And i like you such a good teacher and friendly too

  • @lovingly_mahima
    @lovingly_mahima ปีที่แล้ว +1

    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

    • @missintrovert_deluluauthor
      @missintrovert_deluluauthor  ปีที่แล้ว +1

      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!!

    • @lovingly_mahima
      @lovingly_mahima ปีที่แล้ว

      @@missintrovert_deluluauthor this is the first poem i ever wrote also i wrote it after watching this video so... thanks to you i guess

  • @kash_ish712
    @kash_ish712 ปีที่แล้ว +1

    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

  • @vids173
    @vids173 ปีที่แล้ว +1

    You had me interested but scared me with the complicated stuff at the end. :)

  • @zenBerry.
    @zenBerry. ปีที่แล้ว +6

    I want to learn so bad, it was recommended to me to help all my bottled up feelings and I feel like it will

  • @OMGitsShrimp
    @OMGitsShrimp ปีที่แล้ว +1

    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.

    • @missintrovert_deluluauthor
      @missintrovert_deluluauthor  ปีที่แล้ว

      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…

  • @ao_sssan
    @ao_sssan ปีที่แล้ว

    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

    • @ao_sssan
      @ao_sssan ปีที่แล้ว

      Also, does anyone know of any forums or websites where people can post poems? I want to share them online but idk where

  • @zoielackan5236
    @zoielackan5236 ปีที่แล้ว +2

    This is my first try so please don’t judge but
    Life is like an ocean
    Dangerous and broken
    Waves that can drench you and make you pout, waves that can suffocate till you drown out
    Fire that can burn the world, fire that can save your world
    Nature that can fill the dark hole in your chest, nature that can ripe it further till you cannot rest
    Air that you crave, air that you need to be saved
    In this sea of life you can stay or become its prey
    In this ocean, People become frozen
    Some loved ones can’t even save those who were chosen.

  • @jay-kj7ry
    @jay-kj7ry ปีที่แล้ว +6

    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

    • @missintrovert_deluluauthor
      @missintrovert_deluluauthor  ปีที่แล้ว +1

      A poet is never late. They write precisely when they mean to. And thank you for sharing your work!❤️

    • @z1xa4
      @z1xa4 ปีที่แล้ว +1

      this is so nice, full of emotions and 100% relateable! keep going!

    • @jay-kj7ry
      @jay-kj7ry ปีที่แล้ว

      @@z1xa4 thanks !

  • @OmphileMoloi-r2i
    @OmphileMoloi-r2i ปีที่แล้ว +1

    Thank you this really inspired me and thanks for the authors 😍😃😀

  • @SafetyMentalst
    @SafetyMentalst ปีที่แล้ว +1

    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

  • @vandanasharma3870
    @vandanasharma3870 ปีที่แล้ว +5

    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.

  • @harshyadav03._
    @harshyadav03._ 2 หลายเดือนก่อน

    That poem is so good. ❤

  • @creativitylive
    @creativitylive 8 หลายเดือนก่อน +2

    thank you, you are adorable. Very useful video

  • @RhodCubb
    @RhodCubb หลายเดือนก่อน +1

    Sleep
    I want to sleep
    Starving for good rest
    In a slumber so deep
    All my worries put to rest
    Soft and cosy, my bed
    all night full of adventure
    I just want to lay there, dead
    As I am full of ecstasy and pleasure
    I made this right after i watched the video. sorry if the English is bad.

    • @missintrovert_deluluauthor
      @missintrovert_deluluauthor  13 วันที่ผ่านมา +1

      Thank you for sharing! This is exactly what I crave at the end of the day! You portrayed the need for sleep so ACCURATELY

  • @preetamsthings4189
    @preetamsthings4189 ปีที่แล้ว

    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

  • @MarieTagbo
    @MarieTagbo ปีที่แล้ว +2

    Thank you this is very helpful!

  • @alexmayberrythefirst
    @alexmayberrythefirst 5 หลายเดือนก่อน

    Sound, helpful advice 👏😁❤️👍

  • @Zalidia
    @Zalidia ปีที่แล้ว

    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.

  • @girindrasawant7774
    @girindrasawant7774 11 หลายเดือนก่อน

    Fear
    The thing where climax changes
    Confidence go and fear come
    Afraid of going long ranges
    Courage like a burning candle
    Fading away in an instant dangle
    -Mr.Gns

  • @Dilansi__
    @Dilansi__ ปีที่แล้ว +1

    Thank you very much for this best video ❤
    Love for kashmir (India)💗

  • @buffplums
    @buffplums ปีที่แล้ว +1

    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

    • @missintrovert_deluluauthor
      @missintrovert_deluluauthor  ปีที่แล้ว +1

      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.

  • @unknown-xv6vc
    @unknown-xv6vc ปีที่แล้ว +1

    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??

  • @bts77797
    @bts77797 ปีที่แล้ว +2

    your ARMY💜
    Looking at your wall i just got amaze please keep going
    Your really helping so many people 💜😊 thank you

    • @missintrovert_deluluauthor
      @missintrovert_deluluauthor  ปีที่แล้ว +1

      Aw hi!!! I’m assuming you’re a fellow army!! I will and you keep up your work too!

  • @Cenaclub
    @Cenaclub ปีที่แล้ว

    Lovely video. Happy to discover your channel. Keep up the marvelous work

  • @yyyeyey1686
    @yyyeyey1686 ปีที่แล้ว +1

    Thanks ❤

  • @eyez.withoutaface
    @eyez.withoutaface ปีที่แล้ว +3

    I'm a beginner poet, here's my most recent poem. please give constructive criticism!
    If you clear the fog,
    What’s the point if you don’t know
    Your destination?
    Driving without a license and no rhyme or reason.
    Tank half empty and a leaky tire
    Too scared to call a mechanic,
    Too embarrassed to ask for help.
    Not smart enough to try,
    Too stupid to survive.
    Too broken to be valuable,
    Yet too kind to die.
    If one man’s trash is another’s treasure,
    How can it be treasure
    If all who have come across it
    Has deemed it
    Trash?

    • @missintrovert_deluluauthor
      @missintrovert_deluluauthor  ปีที่แล้ว +1

      So good!! I like your structure and your message and I think you can build on both with a little narrative (just a suggestion😊)

    • @eyez.withoutaface
      @eyez.withoutaface ปีที่แล้ว

      @@missintrovert_deluluauthor thank you so much for the feedback!

  • @olanrewajuolamide7997
    @olanrewajuolamide7997 ปีที่แล้ว

    Awww your video have been helpful
    I have written up to five poems

  • @millennial8441
    @millennial8441 7 หลายเดือนก่อน

    Tip #1: study theory of literature
    Tip #2: study the fundamentals of poetry making
    Tip #3: ready tons and tons of poems in English, from "Beowolf" to the contemporary authors
    Tip #4: write your stuffs and ask to a professional writer to evaluate what you did
    Tip #5: practice makes perfection

  • @kingsayz835
    @kingsayz835 6 หลายเดือนก่อน

    Heyy guys I've just started writing poems and this is the first poem I ever wrote
    Do you know why the sun burns?
    No why?
    Because the moon is a stone thrown away
    From the earth,
    But the sun never is getting what it's worth,
    Staring from far
    Waiting for the moon to get away

  • @Xoxo._.iconic-gossipgirl
    @Xoxo._.iconic-gossipgirl ปีที่แล้ว +1

    Want to know how this is ..... (Ok with negative reviews)
    You love poetry,
    One that laments your soul.
    You want handwritten cards,
    Sunflowers and midnight walks,
    You crave a romance that lasts.
    Your brightness dispels insurmountable depths of darkness, Even your lifeless imprints,Senses so impassionate,
    You are elated and ecstatic,
    But Also sad and blued.
    Your liveliness makes died alive,
    But your own loneliness, beyond eternity.
    You endure pain so well,
    Your dilemmas of life,
    Scares death itself.
    You imply pain through pieces of poetry,
    But who cares enough, to know?
    But besides the ragging suffering,
    And hopeless fictitious fantasies,
    There's so more to your life,
    Something that makes you different,
    And makes you more alive.

  • @avinashsookur8893
    @avinashsookur8893 2 ปีที่แล้ว +2

    [1st ‘ENGLISH poem’ written by Mr. MADHUKARAN Avinash Sookur
    [ I hope you will enjoy it…]
    “You will be crowned with fruitful dividends…”
    Down memory lane ……
    I long for the Saint Lane ……
    Wandering nowhere, thy brow ain’t knit here!!!……
    Wondering now here, tomorrow Saint Street there!!!……
    I long…… 🎶🎼🎼🎶…… I long…… 🎶🎼🎼🎶 …… I long…… 🎶🎼🎼🎶
    To whom do I belong? 💔
    Will Your return be long? 💔
    Pondering was I the whole year long……
    When will we walk along? 💖
    When will we talk alone? 💖
    Pondering was I the whole year long……
    I long…… 🎶🎼🎼🎶…… I long…… 🎶🎼🎼🎶 …… I long…… 🎶🎼🎼🎶
    Do appear Lord for a greet, 💖
    To ruin thy grand adversary in thy daze… 💖
    Who appear lured for a greed 💔
    To ruin thy grand anniversary in thy gaze… 💔
    I long…… 🎶🎼🎼🎶…… I long…… 🎶🎼🎼🎶 …… I long…… 🎶🎼🎼🎶
    To whom do I belong? 💔
    Will Your return be long? 💔
    Pondering was I my whole life long……
    When will we walk along? 💖
    When will we talk alone? 💖
    Pondering was I my whole life long……
    I long…… 🎶🎼🎼🎶…… I long…… 🎶🎼🎼🎶 …… I long…… 🎶🎼🎼🎶
    Thy grand sinner will set us lively ablaze, 💔
    And strike us over push and pulls, the whole night long…💔
    Thy grand winner will let us likely amaze, 💖
    And stride us over bush and pools, the whole day long…💖
    I long…… 🎶🎼🎼🎶…… I long…… 🎶🎼🎼🎶 …… I long…… 🎶🎼🎼🎶
    To whom do I belong? 💔
    Will Your return be long? 💔
    Pondering was I the whole age long……
    When will we walk along? 💖
    When will we talk alone? 💖
    Pondering was I the whole age long……
    I long…… 🎶🎼🎼🎶…… I long…… 🎶🎼🎼🎶 …… I long…… 🎶🎼🎼🎶
    Thy grand adversary will ‘bloom’ stingy evils, 💔
    And hell us with his ‘helly’ spirit again, the whole week long…💔
    Thy grand anniversary will ‘broom’ stinky devils, 💖
    And help us with His Holy Spirit again, the whole month long…💖
    I long…… 🎶🎼🎼🎶…… I long…… 🎶🎼🎼🎶 …… I long…… 🎶🎼🎼🎶
    Down memory lane ……
    I long for the Saint Lane ……
    Wandering nowhere, POW!!! Thy brow ain’t knit here!!!……
    Wondering now here, WOW!!! My bro! Saint Street there!!!……
    I long…… 🎶🎼🎼🎶…… I long…… 🎶🎼🎼🎶 …… I long…… 🎶🎼🎼🎶
    💖💖💖
    👼 👼 👼
    N.B:
    ''POW!!! ''.......... means....... ''Prisoner Of War!!!''...........
    ''grand adversary'' means......... ''adversary who.... is making claim to or creating an appearance of (often undeserved) importance or distinction''....
    “Anniversary” means ‘’the coming of the Lord, to save us all……’’
    ''grand anniversary'' means.......... ''anniversary.... which will make a strong or vivid impression''....
    ''adversary'' = ''satan''............ hahaha ........ even the dictionary fears to give the meaning of ''satan''.............. lol........... hahahahaha........
    ✌✌✌ [PEACE]… ...............................💖💖💖 [MADHUKARAN SOOKUR] Avinash Sookur 💖💖💖..........
    👼 👼 👼

  • @janaorviska7706
    @janaorviska7706 2 หลายเดือนก่อน +1

    This my 11th poem (i started writing last year) i would like to know what you think:
    A Deer Between Wolfs and Lions
    Its lonely in this world
    people going after each other
    like wolfs and lions
    So much hate that only storm clouds feeds
    and fire eats like a wolf the deer
    Then, there is me, hears the birds sing
    the good is still there, believing
    but its hiding,
    I am searching, searching for more,
    for more than hate and storm clouds
    for more than fire that spreads out
    I am not a wolf, not a lion, not even a singing bird
    I am just that deer, hiding from this fear
    The deer who searches for love, kindness, pure heart
    in the woods that fire haven't burned,
    in mountains that storms and strong wind haven't destroyed
    in town, between wolfs and lions, searching for another deer
    for another pure heart
    just to bring back hope and love.

    • @missintrovert_deluluauthor
      @missintrovert_deluluauthor  หลายเดือนก่อน +1

      This poem is so beautiful and puts such a fragile, pure but real perspective of the world that is broken and scary. As a reader I can relate to the deer a lot! Where are the people I want to call friends and the world I want to call safe? It really is hiding but it’s something we can search for and find. Go deeper into the chaos of the storm clouds and fire and even deeper into the safe paradise and people that this deer envisions. The poem is beautiful as it is but that would be my only suggestion. Amazing work! Thank you SO much for sharing!

    • @janaorviska7706
      @janaorviska7706 หลายเดือนก่อน +1

      @@missintrovert_deluluauthor thank you

  • @adityabhusal8822
    @adityabhusal8822 ปีที่แล้ว +1

    this is very cool video thanks for your suggestion and best of up..

  • @b_u_l_l_e_t__proof
    @b_u_l_l_e_t__proof ปีที่แล้ว +1

    I don't know if it sounds like a poem.. it's my first time please don't judge 😭....
    So many colours
    But he was the brightest
    So many flowers
    But he was the prettiest
    Why did she leave him then?
    She replied...
    Because he was precious
    He was the prettiest among all the flowers
    Sadly she was among the flowers

  • @melloulabderrahmane4982
    @melloulabderrahmane4982 9 หลายเดือนก่อน

    My test poetry
    When no way opens to you
    Remember that you are not the one you suffer
    Remember that the way to happiness is built under sadness
    Remember God has already chosen the bath
    The destination is already written
    So it's just a matter of time following and making it's way to the next steps
    So the is no need to more overthinking and sadness over sadness
    Maybe I am not good In writing
    But I am still learning how to write
    Like they said
    Don't lose hope and remember this live is just a cercle of try again and try again

  • @CaitlinReedy
    @CaitlinReedy 6 หลายเดือนก่อน

    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?

  • @stove4015
    @stove4015 ปีที่แล้ว +1

    underrated video asf

  • @sopuruchijoachin7251
    @sopuruchijoachin7251 ปีที่แล้ว +1

    I played that intro music too many times for my liking

  • @CaveSloth666
    @CaveSloth666 ปีที่แล้ว +1

    You had me at "Introvert"

  • @dukedevlan5457
    @dukedevlan5457 ปีที่แล้ว +2

    Im learning poetry for a dnd character

  • @ShhhhAnonymous
    @ShhhhAnonymous 9 หลายเดือนก่อน +2

    🙏

  • @LubaLuba1
    @LubaLuba1 ปีที่แล้ว

    Like your vid but is there a vid on adding the abstract creative writing for songs that you can share with me?

  • @azureNotsure
    @azureNotsure ปีที่แล้ว +4

    This one poem I made for school but I thought was too good to forget:
    beethoven
    Through soot, I birth a heart of mine
    Though barred I am like blinded bodies,
    And swore I did I knew its shine,
    None compare to hear through smiles.
    Ok, I suddenly want to make one rn even tho I desperately need to sleep:
    Although, We Are Fated
    Sometimes, I lament
    that Death doesn’t notice me
    When I think of him
    And all other days,
    It seems childish and silly
    This crush from such whim
    And when all nights come,
    Often I do remember
    Of those who see me
    So I’ll let Death be
    And although we are fated
    There are, always, other things

    • @missintrovert_deluluauthor
      @missintrovert_deluluauthor  ปีที่แล้ว

      The first one, spell binding. The second, goosebumps! So inspiring to see poets craft their art on a whim!

  • @ulysses9539
    @ulysses9539 ปีที่แล้ว

    So, I kinda just grabbed a notebook and pen and started writing. Hope you guys can give me some pointers:
    An old home
    A broken door
    A shattered window.
    You can’t see this,
    Not from where you are.
    You’d have to be inside
    the house to see it.
    The damage.
    And even then
    It’s muddled.
    Stay outside.
    Because it looks
    happier from afar.
    It looks warmer there.
    For when you’re inside,
    The lights go out &
    you’re trapped.

    • @peatea16
      @peatea16 ปีที่แล้ว

      I’m sacred. And also scared, and not just because I realized a typing error and just refused to fix it…

  • @johnbroadway4196
    @johnbroadway4196 ปีที่แล้ว

    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 ///.

  • @avinash1257
    @avinash1257 ปีที่แล้ว +1

    Nice sis you rock

  • @strashnoandtochka
    @strashnoandtochka ปีที่แล้ว +1

    oh good

  • @Manas-co8wl
    @Manas-co8wl ปีที่แล้ว +1

    Sunset, moonrise
    Starlit world arrives
    Birds sleep, rats thrive
    But the owl
    Makes the night
    Alright

  • @kimberlybchavez
    @kimberlybchavez ปีที่แล้ว +1

    Why was that extremely helpful?

  • @anoakenstaff
    @anoakenstaff ปีที่แล้ว +1

    Thank you for the video! I'm too shy to share my first poem here though, because it's terrible 👉👈

    • @missintrovert_deluluauthor
      @missintrovert_deluluauthor  ปีที่แล้ว +1

      I’m sure it’s not terrible but definitely no pressure

    • @anoakenstaff
      @anoakenstaff ปีที่แล้ว

      @@missintrovert_deluluauthor Aw thanks so much!

  • @Mariyas9936
    @Mariyas9936 9 หลายเดือนก่อน +1

    Look so um this is my first poem please help be criticisive
    Ink on paper
    The only way of communication
    All the words I've heard that pinned my heart against the wall of my flesh
    the monster who comforted me
    Never leaving even for a moment
    I don't understand am I the only who had felt that?
    The monster will soon come and eat my soul
    Still can't hate them
    In the end it's just me and them
    I think everyone learned to with them
    And I'm the only one running behind always too late
    Maybe they were taught,maybe?
    If yes then where is person who teach me
    Teach me what you be wondering
    I don't know maybe the reason of life or in short how to love

    • @Mariyas9936
      @Mariyas9936 9 หลายเดือนก่อน

      It's too long 😭 but I would love your help

    • @missintrovert_deluluauthor
      @missintrovert_deluluauthor  9 หลายเดือนก่อน

      I love this! Learning about life and love through writing is such a powerful and exhausting tool. It can be a monster sometimes too. In what ways is the speaker running behind besides life and love? That might be cool to explore.

    • @Mariyas9936
      @Mariyas9936 8 หลายเดือนก่อน

      @@missintrovert_deluluauthor Well you know I was kinda struggling and whenever I try to make friends after sometime they get angry abt something and leave even when I try to be better everyday I just can't understand what is my fault yea so that's abt it 😭

  • @Chini-hw3eb
    @Chini-hw3eb ปีที่แล้ว +1

    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