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Poems

Write a poem about a memory you wish you could erase
Describe the moment the world stood still for you
Write from the perspective of a forgotten object
Begin with a lie that becomes the truth
Write a love letter from one season to another
Imagine the ocean is trying to tell you something
Write a poem where time runs backward
Describe a place that only exists in dreams
Write about a silence that says everything
Use only questions to explore a difficult choice
Write a poem that begins with an apology
Write as if the moon is writing to the sun
Describe an emotion as if it were a person
Write a poem about something that never happened
Imagine a conversation between you and your past self
Write about a secret no one would believe
Describe a color without naming it
Write a poem set entirely in a single moment
Start with a knock at the door
Write a poem about forgetting someone on purpose
Describe your shadow’s side of the story
Write from the point of view of a mirror
Tell the story of your life using only metaphors
Write a poem that takes place in total darkness
Describe a relationship using only weather imagery
Write about what grows in the ruins
Use a single sound as the thread through the entire poem
Imagine you could speak to your fear — what would you say?
Write a poem as if it were the last thing you'll ever say
Describe a heartbreak without using the word "heart"
Write about something beautiful that scares you
Tell a story in reverse, ending with the beginning
Write a poem made entirely of overheard conversations
Write a letter to someone who will never read it
Imagine a world where no one can speak — only write
Write a poem set in a city that doesn't exist
Describe a wound that won’t heal — metaphorical or real
Write a poem in the form of a spell
Write from the point of view of your future self
Describe a dream that felt more real than life
Write about a door that never opens
Begin with “I remember the sound…”
Write a poem inspired by your favorite scent
Describe a character who cannot stop walking
Write a poem about an ending that came too late
Write about two things that can never meet
Create a poem using only colors as descriptions
Write about an ordinary object with extraordinary importance
Imagine the stars are speaking to you — what do they say?
Describe a farewell with no words
Write a poem based on an overheard rumor
Write about a place that doesn't want to be found
Begin with “No one told me…”
Write a poem from the perspective of an old photograph
Imagine the wind has a message for you
Describe the last time something felt truly new
Write a poem where each stanza is a different season
Start with “I never told you…”
Write about something lost in translation
Describe what it feels like to wait
Write a poem set in a forgotten town
Write as if you're waking up as someone else
Imagine your reflection has a life of its own
Write about something you’ve never admitted
Start with a color and let it take over
Describe a goodbye that felt like a beginning
Write a poem without using any punctuation
Begin with “If I could rewrite yesterday…”
Describe a place you’ve never been, but feel connected to
Write from the perspective of a book no one reads
Imagine your name had a secret meaning
Describe something that keeps returning
Write about love using only images from nature
Start with the phrase “This was not the plan”
Write a poem in the form of a conversation with an animal
Write a poem about an impossible choice
Describe a dream that someone else had
Write as if you’re writing from the bottom of the ocean
Start with “Before I knew your name…”
Write about a future you’re afraid of
Describe joy without using the word “happy”
Write a poem set in a single room
Create a poem that begins and ends with the same line
Describe a tradition that doesn’t exist
Write a poem about an imaginary friend who never left
Write from the point of view of a forgotten god
Start with “I was not ready…”
Describe what it means to be alone in a crowd
Write a poem about an object passed down through generations
Imagine a world where memories are bought and sold
Write a poem set in a language you don’t understand
Describe the moment you stopped believing in something
Start with “I keep dreaming of…”
Write about something invisible
Describe a journey without leaving your room
Imagine the sky is falling — what falls with it?
Write from the perspective of the last tree on Earth
Create a poem about transformation
Write about the first thing you ever lost
Start with “I buried it because…”
Write a poem where the weather mirrors your thoughts
Describe a world without sound
Write a poem as if time has paused
NOTE- I STOLE THIS FROM CHATGPT- BUT THIS HAS HELPED ME ALOT!!!! ENJOY :).   <3
caden Aug 2021
When I describe you to a stranger,
I do not mention your flawless makeup

Instead I think of your eyes, the window to your soul.
I describe the love that flows through soft hazel gaze that only a mother can produce

When I describe you to a stranger,
I do not mention your perfectly done hair

Instead I see you reading a novel on a hot summer day,
As if it were your true reality in that moment.
I see the power that literature holds

I describe your mesmerizing voice repeating the lines of Eloise in Paris to me,
I mention the soothing way in which you read the Velveteen Rabbit,
And I credit you for making me fall in love with words and the way they can make people feel.

When I describe you to a stranger,
I do not mention your schooling history

Instead I picture you and I see a symphony around your soul that courses cannot teach
I see Mozart's Sonata No.11 and Bach’s Brandenburg Concertos
I see Monet’s Water Lilies, Veronese's Wedding at Cana and Michelangelo’s David

I describe the joy in your eyes when we saw the Sistine Chapel and the Champs-Élysées
I describe the vast knowledge and art that makes up your personal mosaic.

When I describe you to a stranger,
I do not mention your professional accomplishments.

Instead I mention your ability to hold someone and make them feel loved
I picture the times you embraced me while I silently sobbed over circumstances that you tried to protect me from.
I picture the words that you gave me at just the right times
I see the comfortable silence you provided when I couldn't bear to hear words through the pain.

When I describe you to a stranger,
I do not mention your clothing or the way you dress

Instead I mention the way you clothe yourself in humility before God
I see the verses that you have sown into my heart since I was young
I speak of the way you clothe yourself with the armor of God
I remember the scriptures that you so carefully knitted on my heart

When I describe you to a stranger,

I describe you as
A woman after God’s own heart.
A woman who understands that beauty is vain but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised,
A woman who teaches wisdom and kindness and serves with joy,
A mother who clothes herself in strength and dignity and laughs without fear of the future,
A mother who encapsulates the love of Christ here on Earth.
I describe you as everything that I hope to become.
I wrote this for my beautiful mother. I’m hoping it receives attention as I am wanting to have it published with a collection of my other works. <3 enjoy
Blue Orchid Aug 2018
Describe it to me; that perfect moment, when the sun peeked out of the horizon and you were standing there, up on the hill, waiting for her to emmerge.

Describe it to me; that dazzling day, when you held on to the very end of your sanity, rocking it in to the burial ground you had been digging for years.

Describe it to me; that cold winter day when the river was full and the tide strong, and you decide it was a good day for a swim.

Describe it to me; that quite evening, right after the sun set you sat through, you saw a cluster of fireflies and they glowed like the world was a good place.

Describe it to me; that fatal day when you went out to your garden and the flowers didn’t look pretty anymore so you took the gasoline and a match, and watched the inferno swallow your lives work.

Describe it to me; that hectic weekend when you fell in love twice in two days and you couldn’t believe your heart was big enough to accommodate such strong emotions. You felt dizzy and nauseated but also suspended far away from gravity like a rollercoaster ride on the moon.

Describe it to me; that never ending month where your only companies were the blanket you loved and the music that stacked your phone. You felt lost as if all roads were interminable maize’s that you were tired of going in circles in.

Describe it to me; that quite night, you first tasted the lips of a cigarette and you held it between your own squeezing ever so gently. You sighed sensing the choice in your hands, whether or not you decided to die from this magnificent sin were yours and yours alone and you smiled crookedly as the match found its peak.

Describe it to me; that well played afternoon where you were only twelve and you were with her, your first love even before you were acquainted with the very concept of love and she told you to close your eyes. You felt it, that first pressure against your lips and you never remembered why your eyes stayed close but you assume it was to preserve that instant for eternity.

Describe it to me; that wet morning as you stood away from the moderately assembled crowed and you watched as they slowly descended your heart in a casket with her still holding it and you could never forgot the deafening silence that followed the crash of sand atop her as if it was the instant you went deaf to the world. Tears never left your eyes because there was nothing left to cry for.


Describe it all to me as if I was never there to witness it.