What Poems Inspired You?

The Road Not Taken

BY ROBERT FROST
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/173536

I have always loved this poem. I think the first time I read it was in elementary school. When reading it I emagined that I could be anything in the world. That i could choose whatever path in life i wanted. As an adult it reminds me of the miatakes I made and how if I would of chosen the “less traveled path” so many things in my life would of been different.

What poems have you related to and why?

Broken

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Will I ever feel as pretty as they do?

Wishing to feel vibrant for the first time.

Oozing insecurities

Brain playing tricks on my eyes.

Watching the scale, feeling heavier each day.

Society’s stigma

Thoughts of going under ease my worries.

Can they make me like I’m beautiful?

Hidden disgust

Standing there looking like a doodle pad.

Wearing the pain on my face.

Why cant I just be happy with who I am?

-Brassy87

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Who Cares?!

Can someone please tell me what the huge freaking deal is with all this…..

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So Miley Cyrus has been in the news for almost a month straight since performing on the VMA’s and I truly cannot fathom why. All the reports say she has lost her mind or she is becoming a skank…Why just because she is letting her freak flag fly a little? That doesn’t seem to me like a reason to have a story about it on the nation news. Does anyone agree? Everyone is slamming her so hard (I was also one of those people for a small bit there) for what she wears, the content of her music and how “weird” she has started to act. Why does everyone care so much about a young woman doing what she wants?

       Because she went from this to this?

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How many young girls do you see change when they get older? Girls eventually move on from playing Barbies with their friends to playing in makeup, to wearing a thong and chasing boys. So how is she any different form every other Average Joe? Because she is famous! (Spoken in my most whiny, blah voice I can muster). So she is famous, she still buys toothpaste and pays an electric bill! Lets take a second really fast to state the obvious…

  1. Brittany Spears- She wore next to nothing in most of her videos that I watched growing up. She got photographed how many times getting out of a car without panties on? Got all kinds of bad press when she went nuts and shaved her head. Where is she now? FILTHY RICH WITH A NEW ALBUM AND WE STILL LOVE HER.
  2. Rihanna- She started out a cute little singer from Barbados and what happened to her? She started dating a dick of a dude, got her face beaten in, showed everyone that stars are in some ways just like everyone else, took it as a strength, lost most of her clothes and where is she now?  FAMOUS, RICH AND STILL RUNNING THE MUSIC WORLD
  3. Kim Kardashian- Totally famous for doing absolutely nothing (Hate to say that because yea I do watch her show lol). She is famous for her huge butt, a sex tape with Ray-J and to be honest I had no clue who she was until Keeping Up With The Kardashians came on TV. Same with her who cares that she got married and it only lasted 72 Days!? That wasn’t national news in my book either. Where is she now? FILTHY RICH, WITH MULTIPLE MERCHENDISE LINES, SEVERAL TV SHOWS AND BABY MAMMA TO KANYE WEST.

What do all three of these people have in common? They are all famous and have done more “raunchy” things than little Ms. Miley! If you have watched her Bio movie on MTV, Miley: The Movement she flat out tells you she isn’t the little girl that played Hanna Montana anymore and she is breaking out and being the person she wants to be, doing the things she wants to do. Why should she hold back from doing what she wants when there are other celebs like Lady Gaga, Christina Aguilera and Madonna that have always gone out and done as they pleased while pushing the envelops.

I look at it like this:

If you don’t want to see it, DONT WATCH IT!

If you don’t want to endorse it, DONT BUY IT!

If you don’t want to hear it, DONT LISTEN TO IT!

Its not like anyone is being forced to be a part of her career. There is no reason why is should be all over the cover of newspapers, on the national news or any of that. There are plenty of more important things to be on them, like the U.S economy/Government going to hell.

What is your take on all of this madness??

Anything Is Possible -By Brassy87

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Roses grown in a vat of steel
Sand turns rainbows in the sky
Grass growing shades of teal
Thunder quietly catching the eye

Voices boom in colored waves
Time flies slowly ticking away
Clouds on earth form reflective caves
Mice turn snakes deadly prey

Sorrow turns joy at the midnight hour
Pain becomes pleasure at the hands of a master
Madness of the world molds weakness to power
Hate breeding love, a seasoned crafter

Polar planes of night and day
Today is the day I felt love’s sway

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Cocky Jock vs. Feisty Bitch -By Brassy87

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Your too fat
Your ass is flat
Your boobs are small
Your way too tall

Your a stupid ass nerd
You don’t follow the herd
Nobody hears it when you talk
Your only here for us to mock

Says the dumb ass cocky jock….

Well guess what jack
I’ll cut you no slack
Your dick’s too small
STD’s, you have them all

Guess what I fucked your chick
With my pink plastic vibrating dick
She said that I was better than you boo
So little boy here’s what I got for you

Suck my dick you worthless little prick
One day you’ll be married to a trick
You thought you were a bad ass pimp
Your manhood reduced to a worthless limp

Yes, I am a little bitch
An ugly, spiteful, mean ass witch
At least I know ill never itch
Or pay for pussy when I’m rich

Replied the feisty little bitch…

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Forgettable Me

I have come to realize I am probably one of the most forgettable people you will ever meet. Running in to old high school friends and seeing the looks on their face when I say hello. I can see the wheels grinding as they try to remember who I am. Or the freakish looks when they dont remember. There was a guy in my study hall that used to run his fingers through my waist long hair everday in seventh period. We talked, hung out had most of our classes together but when I saw him out and nudged his shoulder to say hey I got “Who the hell are you?!”. I sheepishly explained who I was while my mind went wild thinking I was talking to the wrong person an I was crazy. Let me interject a small fact, I never forget a face and mine hasn’t changed a bit since I was 10 . I asked him if his name was so and so, which it was but he still looked at me like I was crazy. Red face embarrassed I just walked away. But I have people come up to me that I have never met, spoken to or heard of walk up and say hello. I honestly dont get how the people I spent the most time with growing up dont remember me. Ladies do you remember in like middle school when all your little friends would buy your whole clique gifts? I was always out shopping for the perfext little trinkets for my 5 best friends. When I got to school the next day we would huddle together and hand them out. Can you guess what happened? You probably got it right…all 5 friends got gifts for everyone but me. I know ita probably lame but I always used to feel so bad. I have always thought of myself as a good friend but have I ever surrounded myself with good friends? How many of you have had this experience?

Seductive Demons -By Brassy87

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Let my cut you

…long….

lacerations

…leading…

deeper

…slicing…

up your body

Watch your pain

…seeping…

from the flesh

…running…

down your limbs

…dripping…

to the floor

Feel the sweet release

…surging…

upwards

…floating…

higher

…soaring…

to the sky

Don’t you want me to

…lick…

your demons

…suck…

at your soul

…kiss…

away your pain

I can make you

…yearn…

for the future

…shudder…

at the past

…writhe…

With the wicked inside me

You Thought You Were Alone… -By Brassy87

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Leading me down the path of endless wonder

Green eyes, black hair, tight body to plunder

In the middle of the woods at summers death

You led me here into the dark on bated breath

Stars shine, diamonds on black velvet sky

Bound and helpless before seeing the lie

Tearing down walls to breach the gate

Love no more just misogynistic bait

Devastating my kingdom, set fire to the castle

Leaving me there, half dead, just a hassle

Gone with a wink and a kiss for good measure

Rain pours down, biting hard, on tarnished treasure

A figure came back, “Oh wait is that you?”

My friend stood before me, “He did it to you too.”

In the echo of coyotes we planned our next move

Now tattered little girls with something to prove

Days tuned weeks of our Stockholm charade

His mind finally caved no need to further persuade

A kiss with a cloth and down fell our captor

Like pen staining paper, a brand new chapter

Tied naked to that tree, he screamed at me

Two beautiful girls set their demons free

Baseball bats dipped in glue, rolled glass

Long gone is the little green eyed lass

Also gone is the blue eyed beauty queen

You lied to her and crushed her little dream

Now here, with us, it ends tonight

Standing together makes him piss in fright

Its not wise to ravage angels with satin inside

My rage to her pain with no place to hide

Bats fly forth with the vengeful power of legions

We left him to fight with his own demons

Bloody and broken in his fantasy home

Left in the dark but not nearly alone

The howls of coyotes boom all around

Never to be found, his carcass mangled and bound

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One Night Stand

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The sweet scent of vanilla flowed as she walked by

Turning on my bar stool I locked on eyes of summer sky

They fell to her lips, venom plumped and kissed by fire

Never making it to her body, already full of desire

I followed to the dance floor as she glanced behind

I wrapped her tightly in my arms; willingly confined

We swayed to the music in our own sensual world

She spun around kissing me, the sexual tension swirled

We left in a hurry almost not making it to my door

I unzipped her black dress letting it fall to the floor

Standing there before me was the figure of a goddess

She ripped off my shirt, my belt, my pants like no novice

Grabbing her thighs I lifted her up to eye level

Wrapping her limbs around me, biting my ear, a true rebel

Laying her gently down on the bed I began to caress her

Kissing my way down her belly she purrs with raw pleasure

I slid my tongue down, around her clitoral swell

Spinning small circles before dipping from her well

Lapping up her nectar my hands are free to roam

My fingers delicately trace her ribcage, areola then home

Kneading nipples between my fingers send jerks down her spine

Ever tightening my shaft into a throbbing straight line

She arches with pleasure chanting breathless to the gods

Thighs tighten around my neck confirm I’ve beaten the odds

Rolling her over on the bed, face down for my pleasure

Lifting her ass up, she grabs ankles for good measure

With my fist in her hair I gently push my way inside

As she cried baby harder, I flashed a smile I couldn’t hide

No need to ask twice, I changed pace and dug deeper

Having the power now to be her orgasm’s new keeper

She screamed and writhed as I fiercely beat to set it free

We exploded together, falling into our sweat soaked debris

Sleep began washing over us; a heavy blanket of haze

Two strangers became consorts with one sensual gaze

I cuddled to her soft body without knowing her name

Our attraction was simple, like a moth to an open flame

At daybreak I wake in the bed we shared the night

Only to notice my flame had already taken flight

On the nightstand was a note with no number to call

A red lipstick kiss and the words “I’ll remember it all”

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