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How-tos for all things poetry; learn how to analyze a poem, construct a haiko, differentiate between a metaphor and simile and more.

In the heart of the city
In the heart of the city. Beautiful ladies are passing. Gentleman, too. Various age groups. Street vendors are Calling everyone to buy their veggies.
By Gloria Penelope2 years ago in Poets
Sleep paralysis or awake?
To set the stage, my grandmother has a vacation house on an old burial ground where my father experienced many paranormal events as a child. When I was 14, my family stayed there for a few nights.
By spooky session2 years ago in Poets
What if I did go?
One night when I was 15, I was at my old house in Pittsburgh with my good friend, who I'll call Tray. We were in my room playing Wii for about an hour, since it was the only gaming system I had at the time. Tray said he was getting bored because we didn't have many games to play. He said he might just go home to get ready for school the next day.
By spooky session2 years ago in Poets
Not alone on the trail
My buddies and I were looking for a trail in a local canyon. We noticed the north facing side was covered in snow while the south facing side was dry. The problem was the south side was private roads filled with vacation homes. These were not regular cabins, they had crazy architecture and villainous style. They were all empty except one friendly old man who waved from his third story deck. Figuring nobody was really around, we decided to hike there briefly. The trail apps didn't show any trails but we found one avoiding people's yards. After a few minutes we had a nice view of the neighborhood below, with just mountain for hundreds of miles.
By spooky session2 years ago in Poets
Don’t call us dead
Standing behind the wall, forbidden to look tall, To be the dainty taste for a man’s unsatiated hunger, The tale of a woman’s right to emancipation has seen it all.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Pain
Pain What is pain? Pain is only feeling the rain On a sunny day Pain is being alone in a crowded room Pain is not having them around
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
The Voice
Inspiration can come from anywhere But the voice always comes Sometimes it’s a roar Sometimes it’s a hum Sometimes it comes when I’m too busy with life to write
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Disconnect Yourself!
Disconnect yourself from everyone for a few years. Not everyone needs to know about your future plans. Learn new methods, knowledge, and abilities.
By Gloria Penelope2 years ago in Poets
Be yourself
Do you really have enough cash? Why do you try to look expensive? Don't become broke because of material possessions. Don't get into debt to appear expensive.
By Gloria Penelope2 years ago in Poets
I think I love her
She always comes to me at the most unexpected times. Typically at 6:30 p.m. when I return from work. She does my household tasks.
By Gloria Penelope2 years ago in Poets
How to keep your relationship active!
Take a long-distance drive. You'll be driving far away. To an unusual spot. Where you will not receive a signal. Make sure you have no prior knowledge of the place.
By Gloria Penelope2 years ago in Poets
Respect a smile
Don't trust a smile. It's simply a smile. There's nothing more. It could easily deceive you. Don't believe a smile.
By Gloria Penelope2 years ago in Poets