I remember before I remember when it was just a bunch of poets most in unrelinquishing agony I remember when I came on this site and it was a safe haven I remember being inspired by Great writers that are still out there I remember the passion The fire I remember what HP was I remember it's better days ... I am not a fan of the new HP I know for some they feel they are writing poetry but others, well it's offensive. I come here to breathe to be with those that I can relate to It Was a garden full of blossoming roses But every time I appear now It feels like a high school situation This is a site for poetry not pathetic ******* petty drama Between poets Write your heart, try to help other poets Express yourself I refuse to hashtag it up Because i respect those who use them But in all honesty I hate what it has done Maybe the people changed Maybe some left ... I remember when here wasn't a need for "public service announcements" I remember when there wasn't a worry about a "bully" I remember when the thought of plagiarism occurring was a joke I remember what it use to be And now it's future I feel isn't so bright All it feels like now it a popularity contest I long for what it use to be
I miss the old HP there was a different sense of acceptance and understanding. It has changed I respect if your opinions are different but these are mine.