I've wrote a few myself. I don't consider myself a poet, but I've been writing a few recently. You can write more than one and post it, just make sure it's clear they are separate.

#1

POEM 1
I want to be the one to inspire you.
And yet I see you in the mood of blues.
I want to be there, by your side, thick and thin.
Even when you're mad at me, and even when I'm sad,
I want to stick by you.
I may not be as poetic as I can be,
I may not be as attractive as I can be.
I may not be as sentimental as I can be,
or as witty.
But some day, i hope to tell you this,
and I would never wish to carry this to my grave.
Though all the world, I still choose you,
And I hope you'd choose me, too.




POEM 2
When I see the ocean crash
Tide against tide,
Reaching it's hands to the shore,
The peacful sound of silence.
The Seagulls crossing over bay,
the sun setting, as if it using the ocean to wave goodbye,
until the very next day.




POEM 3
I see your smile, bright as the sun,
I see your tears, as depressing as a lonely night,
I hear your laughter, as it is happiness
I see your face, as innocent as a baby,
And whenever I see you,
I die.
As though I am nothing,
and you aren't there,
Because your not, and I'm insane.
As though through the cloudy skys at twilight,
I'm speaking to myself,
alone.




POEM 4
Nothing; as though is emptiness,
Nothing; for it is void.
Nothing; for it is depression
Nothing; for this is what I feel.




POEM 5
The crazy may be crazy,
the sane may be sane,
the pretty may be pretty,
and the not may not,
But whenever I change,
An angle or postion,
There's a whole new perspective,
Just waiting,
For you.




POEM 6
Standing, waiting, and waiting again,
Alone, on a cliff, for a return
From someone you trusted, a long time ago was to say,
"Don't worry, I'll come back one day"
Waiting and waiting, never to forget who they were,
As though they forgot?
Impossible, not.
They will never forget me, and I shall wait for the day (they return).

(Check comments to see the meaning behind all of these. Please try to keep my comment at the top)

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3 years ago DotsCreated by potrace 1.15, written by Peter Selinger 2001-2017

The first one is a love letter. The second is trying to paint an image in the reader's head of a peaceful day at the beach. Poem number three is representing the insanity one can get from love. Poem 4 is trying to describe what depression feels like. Poem number five is talking about how if you look at something from a completely different perspective, you can see a whole new world. Poem number six is a poem about a girl whose loved one went off to war, traveling away from her, promising to come back again, but he never did. She spent the whole time waiting for her, but he forgot her. (What a jerk)

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    #2

    The moon shines above the clouds
    As rocky as my cat’s growls
    I sleep with a sliver of light on my face
    And ask myself if I’m out of place
    I wonder when I can ride my bike
    Oh my god please leave a like

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    #3

    Poem: Story In Your Eyes

    I only come to you when I'm sleeping
    Underneath the earth submerged by oceans
    There's been so many ways to imagine
    How I can make you love me
    But the broken chain becomes the noose

    For the story in your eyes
    Is the story of yourself
    Your reflection in the mirror

    I always watch you when I'm dreaming
    Because everything in life is not real
    It's the only conscious time when it can
    Let me see no one but you
    But the view remains as your alloy glass

    For the story in my eyes
    Is the story of no one
    No reflection in the mirror

    I want to be in your eyes
    I want to be in your story
    I need you as my reflection

    Why can't I see you?
    Why can't I feel you?
    Why can't I have you?
    Why can't I be you?

    Why can't you see me?
    Why don't you feel me?
    Why won't you love me?
    Why can't you be me?

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    3 years ago DotsCreated by potrace 1.15, written by Peter Selinger 2001-2017

    A poem I wrote over a decade ago, about a desire in vain for a connection - whether emotional, spiritual, etc. - that may never happen. It could be about wanting to connect with someone, something, or even yourself.

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    #4

    they say happiness will find you,
    but I think sadness finds you too,
    it sneaks up on you in darkness,
    just when you think you've made it through,
    it opens up holes in what was solid ground,
    the kind you never know are there,
    until you take another step,
    and find your standing over air,
    the world around you passes by,
    in blurs of color and sound,
    nothing around you is making sense,
    as you continue to plummet down,
    you can't remember how it started,
    and you don't know when it will end,
    but you know that you'd give anything,
    to stand up on your feet again,
    sadness is that feeling,
    when the falling doesn't stop,
    and it saps your life of meaning,
    and all the good things that you`ve got,
    so when you finally hit rock bottom,
    and you look back at the sky,
    what you once had seemed so far away,
    the only thing left to do is cry,
    people all yell out "save yourself",
    calling out things about "happiness" and "hope",
    but they're too busy with their lives to realize,
    it`d be a lot quicker if they let down a rope.

    (note: this is not my poem it is from google but I like it so I'm gonna share it)

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    3 years ago DotsCreated by potrace 1.15, written by Peter Selinger 2001-2017

    (You should write your won, but that is OK) Wow...you succeded.

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    #5

    I call this
    The Wanderer


    One day Jesse stared out
    One day Jesse wondered
    What if life was about
    More than what he’d pondered

    While he rose every morning
    And got himself dressed
    He never understood
    What really was best

    No matter how long he thought
    No matter how long he looked
    It didn’t matter what he bought
    Or even what he’d mistook

    While staring out the window
    And seeing birds fly high
    Knowing things need to grow
    To his own world, he must say goodbye

    Life is more than sitting on a shelf
    Maybe even more than keeping all to yourself
    It could be what we see in others
    Than what we see with sisters and brothers

    So off Jesse must go
    Off to a world of his own
    To see everything high and low
    To see the world as others must know

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    #6

    Untitled Haiku

    Faster heartbeat my
    World spinning out of control,
    They say I am fine

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    3 years ago DotsCreated by potrace 1.15, written by Peter Selinger 2001-2017

    I got diagnosed with anxiety at one of the most stressful times of my early years, but my parents didn't believe I had anxiety.

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    3 years ago DotsCreated by potrace 1.15, written by Peter Selinger 2001-2017

    This is the worst feeling ever, I know...I can actually relate to you. I have anxiety, too. The part that's really stinks is when someone tells you to stop being so sad or asks why are you sad. (This is depression. I have both, but my depression is stronger than my anxiety)

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    #7

    Roses are red
    emeralds are green
    just like your eyes
    so green they make me feel so serene

    I am scared to tell you how I feel
    scared of rejection
    I'm scared you'll throw me into the trash can
    like a banana peel

    you make my heart beat
    u n s t e a d y
    when you
    stare at me

    get a clue
    or come through
    I would like to be with you

    I like you
    but I cant tell that
    your off limits
    I cant keep doing this

    I fall head over heels
    for you
    only you
    forever you

    - love, Star

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    #8

    Dogs are God



    Roses are red
    dogs they go woof
    and mine has lots of floof
    I love my pup he gives me kisses
    and when I'm gone it's me he misses
    my dog is my god
    and my good is my dog



    (I know it's goofy but I wanted to write about my dog)

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    #9

    “My love for you is like a river
    Like a summer breeze that makes my soul shiver
    One look from you is more precious than gold
    Let’s go get some barbecue and get busy.”
    — Raphael de la Ghetto

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    #10

    The aliens came with open arms and wanted to help the animals of earth. The first caring thing that these aliens did was get rid of some parasites called humans.

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    #11

    dog spelled backwords is god
    my dog is my god
    the best boi
    the goodest boi
    the boi of my dreams
    my collie boi
    my baby boi
    tho he be 13
    dog spelled backwords is god
    my dog is my god.


    (to my rigg man.my pupper)


    (i know there is anouther with dogs as god but i saw this post and i had this planed out all ready so i am sorry if you think i am coppying :(

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