adam-long
I am a amateur poet and also writer, for as long as I can remember reading has been my favourite form of escape and I recently ( about a year and a half now ) stumbled across a love for writing poetry, and with that I also found a love for reading it also. In September I start an English literature degree and in the mean time I work part time and spend time writing or with my friends whenever I can, I look forward to reading your works and i hope you like some of mine :)
You smiled today and that's awesome,
You smiled today, you feel fine.
You smiled today and I love that,
That smile of yours, is what has caused mine.
Nov 23, 2016
Nov 23, 2016 at 6:27 AM UTC
Have you ever felt your body is a cage?
And that the world is your prison?
That from the rising of your age
Your life's value has not once risen?
Fighting thought, resisting existing's cage
And ascertain your ambitions becomes moral outrage
So to keep yourself safe you keep your words from the page
And declare yourself nothing, so as to act nothing on the stage
If this is true for you, then I pity thee
Much as I solipsistically feel pity for me
buti mean this not condescendingly
I mean it sympathetically, perhaps more empathetically
For I too have felt the same, all the time somehow
But shift from it, with tenacity, and free yourself now.
Nov 8, 2016
Nov 8, 2016 at 11:02 AM UTC
we live in the time space
of love and hate
no living hting can escape
space or times gate
nor the expanding legs
of love and hates gait
myself included
both temporal and emotional
from neither can i run
for theories are non traditional
love and hate are feelings
created by a mind
time and space, really are
just feelings, created by a mind
and so defying the confines
of quantifiable existence
is true humanity
prevailing at existence
i both love and hate
love and hate, have no time
for space and time
time we focused on theories
existing only in our minds
Jul 2, 2016
Jul 2, 2016 at 4:39 PM UTC
Its kind of bland
And my words aren't great
But this poem says
How much I appreciate
The chance to have met
Such a brilliant woman.
Mind brighter than supernova
And a might hot human.
Sharp tongue
And even sharper wits
And not to mention
Your magnificent quips.
Eyes alluring,
And Smile a treat
One the Best people I've ever
Had the honour to meet.
May 21, 2016
May 21, 2016 at 2:02 PM UTC
I'm a professional procrastinator
its all about...ill tell you later
May 13, 2016
May 13, 2016 at 10:28 AM UTC
I glance up looking for answers
But all I see is the sky
I look down and see the ground
I keep on wondering why
I'm here again
Struggling the same
Trying to find answers
Is making me insane
But to give up the quest
Is the only way to fail
Stick with insanity
Know one day, I will prevail
I will write dreams
And see them come true
I will earn my right
To be in the deep blue
Not the sea
I mean the sky
The ocean keeps me a float
But me, I wan to fly
I promise I will
Not you.
I promise me
For all my struggles
Success is the only thing I see
Laid out ahead
Are nothing but clouds
Some are grey
Some, fluffy white shrouds
Ill go through them all
Until there's none left
Until I do that
I will never rest
May 13, 2016
May 13, 2016 at 9:58 AM UTC
Type,
Delete.
Type,
Repeat.
Thousands of words;
All with meaning
Lose their worth
Due to easy deleting.
A joke and a smile
Are ephemeral things,
Also eaiser than admitting
We are living, feeling, human beings.
Hiding affection
Displaying only direction
Forward thinking
No time for honest correction.
Fear and pride
Are one and the same,
Both are damaging
Make you act insane,
Cause you to display only lies
Showing how messed up inside
The person you are, is.
The taste of bitter love
You fight to resist.
So next time you write
The next time you feel
Make sure to share
Only what's real,
Or risk losing the truth
Over the fake
That is not a chance
Anyone should take.
May 12, 2016
May 12, 2016 at 8:26 AM UTC
I love the term 'wildfire'
open for interpretation.
like fire has a desire,
or will for manipulation.
fire is a FORCE
not a wild beast
you can not coerce
it will only feast
and when the food depletes
its power and life too
until ignition repeats
causing need for fiery food
this is hard to grasp
as man desires,
no, requires
control for us to last
for something to be uncontrolled
leaves the possibility
of tales to be told
of human death and misery
its laughable to think
the lighting at out tips
takes time to think
of where in life it sits
we don't control forces
we work around them.
we control being like dogs and horses
for their eyes have minds behind them.
a force is not controlled
A beast only appeased
But mess with these things old
And soon you last breath, will be breathed.
May 11, 2016
May 11, 2016 at 11:35 AM UTC
Your honest it shines,
Your truthfulness it glows
Immensely bright, terrifyingly white
Emitting the pains you've known.
Such honest truth
Is hard to find
And when its found
It brings feelings most unkind
The mask it is proffered
The acting accepted more.
For cries of truth
Make battles into war.
Sad but true
Fakery is required,
Its not the real deal
but is greatly desired.
For misery is madness
And madness is contagious
Don't pass on your madness
Save others, from your mindset, most dangerous.
May 10, 2016
May 10, 2016 at 8:16 AM UTC
Going outside just to wander
Walking round the world about
The wind is blowing
In an apparent shout
The trees they sway
This way and that
Moving with the wind
Like some foreign dance
The movements are magic
And the noise is their song
The trees are alive
Of this I'm not wrong
Even when the leaves are gone
The trees still dance
And sing their song
A gentle hush is what they make
A moving sound
And breath it takes
The branches are moving
Every which way
Their location is one
But they enjoy the restraints
For they know
That where they are
Is where they should be
And their movement
Is of the most beautiful simplicity.
May 4, 2016
May 4, 2016 at 11:45 AM UTC