OUR ORIGINAL POETRY: Share It Here

Are there poets

interested in meeting,

forming a friendly

group, greeting

each other every week,

Could it be, that

You might seek

to discuss writing?

In a chat room, writers

could be sharing

their own poems while

others, gently caring,

could respond, never daring

to hurt the artist soul.

For there, the care for art

Would be second to the

Care for human hearts.

Hello! This is actually a real inquiry I wanted to post, and decided to put into verse because . . . well, you know.

Is there interest in having a group meeting in a 7 Cups chat room on a regular basis -- for members and listeners to present and discuss their original poetry?

If you're interested, please send me a message (click on my name below), or Reply below, addressed to @Annie.

Thank you!

P.S. This is just a prelim idea, and I'm not sure how it might fly. But lovely @snowybunny mentioned it might be a good thing, so I'm inquiring.

Nothing Good, Come Easy

The easy road is a hard one
A hard road, it ain't easy
A simple life is never simple
A calm wind is still breezy
A cloudy sky means no sunshine
A sunny day will cast a shadow
It's one of those days I'm losing my mind
You ask me why? The hell of I know
---I think that I think that I figured it out
It's surely a fail when you're without a doubt
And you promised to be there but you probably won't
Take my advice 'cause I probably don't.
Ahh the fingerprints on your mind
Will stand the test of time
Nothing good...come easy!

One verse and chorus

By Me

Enjoy the view, normal people don't get to see it from there No matter where you are on the ladder all the falling pieces have their own perspective

It never ceases to amaze me, the chances that are brought to life here, the odds that people meet, to help each other. From tough times this is a place for instant connections. And everyone here is just here for good

Sometimes you gotta fight the sea while holding the tide, push against the waves and overcome the current

Life is a rollercoaster riding a fine line drawn on the sand, how does it even stay there? Willpower The universe is composed of circles, they overlap yet we can still get stuck in one. Even when the atoms are just circles in molecules and they are just circles to cells, forming a membrane that eventually makes a circuit like our brain. And our brain circulated our blood from which we bleed our heart. The heart is the odd one out. All it does is beat the rhythm of life. Cycling around in,circles If you think about every living things, all those hearts beating to a brain. Even the trees begin to hum

It is alright but yet it is not.. is ok Sure it is not Is happy the truth is not.. What it is.. it is not.. Is not a lie when tried so hard of joy.. is not a lie when tried exhaust all ways.. If try so hard its still gone as the wind blew hard.. it is gone.. Is that a goodbye Rather becoming silent as night fall.. Sorry.. is the word too soft to be heard.. silence appear.. it is gone.. Maybe it is the last.. goodbye.. yet it is hope it is not..

TRIGGER WARNING. Self Harm.

Teach me to ensure faith in gratification, to breathea world in no pain. Teach me how to plausibly smile without going insane. This agony I endure is screaming at me I don't know where to turn.God relief me, please. I'm scared, I feel so alone.

Darkness is eloquently enclosing and I can finally hide, people's views and opinions are so distant from mine. Trying to neglect the way they've all mistreated me, a world so vindictive; we are not free to be you and me.

Words like metal breaking through my skin. Bloodshot eyes, justifications lost within. Battered and bruised, not sure where to begin.

I'm finished with it alright, I have to give in. Give in to the damage, give in to the dream. The dream where I perish, and I am decisively free. Your insults have extinguished me; this world has driven me insane. It's unfeelingly cold blooded and merciless, you are all the same.

This was permanantly my most intense fear. You couldn't comprehend; you all laugh inexpressively at me drowning in my tears.

My glacial face is burning, this blade is sharp. What happens next is that I'm left in the dark.

My shaking body lay out on the floor. Wrists crying and swollen, do you even want to hear more?

I apologise Dad, and I'm sorry Mum. I regret never expressing anything that I've done and what's gone wrong.

Hiding the bruises, the tears and the scars. Hiding the lingering detail, always wearing a mask.

This is what they had desired right? They'll be rid of me now, every one of you. Well I expect you'll finally be happy after everything you've put me through.

Separating from what most of you refer to as life. It's over now, I'm safe, It's alright.

I'm shining now, I can be myself. I'm not trapped in a world to be everyone else.

I'm with you, I am. I'm not leaving your side. I love you my baby, just look at the star filled sky.

See my smile?

See my face?

I'm happy now, gone without a trace.

For my unrequited love, I make it just a few minutes ago and I feel like I want to share it here too instead just my blog :)

But I Don't

I could have fall in love with someone that have a handsome feature, someone that I know everyone would get jealous of. Someone that will melt any other girls heart or maybe someone who knows that he's handsome and confident enough with that fact.

I could have fall in love with someone who could text me all day, asking what I am doing, sweetly annoy me with those stupid little conversation. Someone that could make me feel like I'm worth of all the attention in this world.

I could have fall in love with someone who told me I'm beautiful everyday even when I'm having a bad hair day, using my too-large T-shirt. Someone who could make me feel like I'm the winner of American Next Top Model.

I could have fall in love with someone who would have given all his time to listen to me venting or simply ranting about my co-worker, sharing the stressful part of my day, and still think that I'm right. Someone who could make feel as if I'm Miss Always Right.

I could have fall in love with someone who thought I'm the Queen and worship my existence.

I could have....

But I don't....

Instead I fall in love with your voice,

I fall in love with your awkward kindness,

I fall in love with the way you straighten me up and tell me when I'm wrong (even when you annoy me with that),

I fall in love with every moment we share no matter how short it is,

I fall in love with your sudden actions that make me swoon,

I fall in love even when you don't make me your priorities,

I fall in love even when you don't feel the same way

I fall in love despite the hurt I felt.

People say I'm stupid and that I should move on.

Maybe I should

I could have fall in love with someone else

But I don't

By: Minyaa

Never Again

Tears are beyond recognition
Again she'd failed her mission
The fear of hatred burning
The words are constantly spurning
They spit and spurt like embers
The flame being all she can remember
The flower has begun to rot and wilt
The girl will always feel guilt.
The weeping of sorrow of the nightingale .
Its singing for the ship that will never again set sail.
Wrecked memoirs of angry flight in a storm.
The words the girl will never again be able to form.
For how can she think of them?
The numbers of the good are some.
The negative had drowned her in an impending doom.
The hell that will never end not even soon.
The selfishness and greed all betraying .
The kindness and the weak will not be for saving.
She will never again hold that shimmering smile.
Its light has gone leaving her alone for miles.
In the dark and shadows of this place.
She had surrendered her lighted space.
Engulfed in the fear she lost her battle.
The good will always be moved like cattle.
She will never again hold that alluring smile.
The evil that came to her to defile.
It lighted up the path for everyone.
She had lost her spark and there ends the fun.
The war was lost, no one else to fight.
That girl was once so bright.
The world had crushed her like an old Barbie doll.
The girl began to destroy her own wall.
Make up splattered grin, purple or red with sin.
The storm will always be utterly enraged.
But that girl will be the only one, to be saved.