Is writing poetry a thing of the past? ?

Question: Is writing poetry a thing of the past!? !?

Nah!

The feel of your fingers
through my hair

The taste of your lips
with each kiss

The look in your eyes
says you love me

The smell of your skin
When you hold me close

The sound of your voice
calling my name

My sences awaken
when you're around

My body screams out
whenever you are near

I long for the nights
with just you and I

I yearn for your body
close to mine

The love I have
grows more each day

My heart beats fo ryou
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Best Answer - Chosen by Asker:

Writing poetry never goes out of style!.
However different methods of writing comes and goes!.

There is much romance in your poem!.
It talks about feelings when you are near
the other person!.
You like the nights so the two of you can be alone!.
As the love grows stronger
it becomes more each day and each time!.
The only senses in here are see and touch
hearing!.
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No it's not!. :) I do it all the time!. Can you come read a poem (Lyric) that I just wrote and critique it please!?

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A thing of the past, no it will always last!.
As long as there are minds who are fast!.
Thinking of the words to rhyme every time!.
Speaking and writing words unlike a mime!.
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As long as feelings are there, and expressions of the same are limited at normal communication opportunities, poetry will exist!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

nah its not

that was an amazing poam

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I agree!. Apparently not!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

No, I think poetry helps us find the words we honestly feel about someone, and helps us express how we feel and what we are feelingWww@QuestionHome@Com

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No way! poetry is totally a thing of today! and you're really good too!!!

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no it not keep writing darlinWww@QuestionHome@Com

NO! Not at all!

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U SEEM to be A ROMANCER LIKE A POET in me here some more 4 u

JUST IMAGINE CAN YOU ONE

Sitting under an apple tree
Throwing pebbles at sea,
And when she makes me cry,
She actually helps me and makes me try!.

When she curses you see,
It is good,she actually nurses me,
And when its all her perspiration,
Friends, for me its only inspiration!.

Then I realise how we learn from human face,
And know all about the human race,
And when we know more and more,
Humanity only, benefits ,all for sure!.

We are at answers of all Yahoo Q's,
Each failure is like a step for me,
And it helps me go up, step up the ladder,
Then I come up with,if nothing else,
Something you may call poetry,I confess!.

Alas its a
Love game, this life,
Full of curiousity and strife,
Yet without the misery,
There could be no comparitive story!.
So
Logically,

Between,

Astrology,

Biology,

Pathology,

Geology,

Numerology,

and what have you,

Mythology!.

THE best outcome of all life is

POETRY,

Should we not,rename it as

Poetology!?

OH MY LOVING GOD! TWO

Intellectual are my generations'beings,

Greatest curse on present day progeny,

Officious,malicious and mercenary,

Cruel,lascivious,a class of humanity!.

This planet they call, a global village

Pray have some sense of privilege,

And upon the pedestal of man's remains

I say,do not make indellible domains,

Of time and space,yet to traverse!.

Make not this planet an aliens'retreat,

A symbol of monumental defeat!.

Our vision should not blind us,

Our ego should not devour us,

And leave our remains on a river bed,

But make for us a heavenly pedestal, instead!.

Just Remember THREE
Rememember that, me is, a girl in me;

we cannot make up our mind,

As hormones play havoc,

When we're in the bind!.

We have to still show,love to u we owe,

Or else you won't know,how our hearts' glow,

When we're out and the world is ours,

It is then our better half is yours!.

My love, my dear,at that blueish phase endure,

My hand is still there,my touch is yours,

Your smiles are my loving possession,

Your presence is my very own passion!.

For ever for me a heart throb,for all years,

I live with yee,remember this will thee!.

Priceless Treasure FOUR

I am on the edge of the threshold ,with desire

Where can we alone in this wilderness meet,

As the air perfumes fill my nostrils with love,

As if holding your hands in my dreams,

A one time fantasy, a breath from yonder,

I pick you up, up in the air,

No one ever thought that such would happen,

Until your hands,felt my hands,

Desire spilled from my very being,

Nothing remained but my moisty hands,

As I smelt my palms,your face came up,

From nowhere,as a spring of emotion rose

At once I saw you in front of my eyes emerging,

As if from no where,as you know

It was then that Irealised,

It was u,Dear ROSE!.

I AM FIVE

Since I am the cynosure of your eyes,

I am what for many a one cries,

I am your hearts' throb,

Your very very and very own breath ,

Your very blood and sweat,

Your true and very much your vision,

I am what you want me to be ,

A river,a stone, a monument,

Or a real lover at sea!.

I am what I am as you already know,

What else you want from me !?

For I am what I am,as far as you

And god, my love can see!.

Hope now you will my sole,'heart'

Love, really and truly love me!.

Our Apple Tree SIX

Long, long ago my friend did u know ,

The only tree that the we inherited was ,

An apple tree, as it did then,as it does now,

Depicts fruitfullness and human seeds ,

That grow from generation to generation,

And that message did we get and give,

To generation after genaration, humanity,

And today

We are the products of that hidden secret ,

We call,u know what ever it be!.

Sitting beneath the apple tree,

Einstein saw the world's most secret vision,

A falling apple to the ground and later

Scientifically,

He created his theory of Relativity!.

As he enjoyed the sweetness of the breeze ,

Sitting under the Apple tree,

He created a science, which today is knowledge,

All just sitting below an apple tree!.

Unsound Mind SEVEN
do it just as u wanna do
thats fair,
hold the knife and turn him aroud,
thats what u should do,
imperfect folks who accept imperfection
only r perfect but alas,
Just doing what I must do
like one means an affair,
do what u do but do it right,
also take a second chance opinion,
do not rust but only trust,
urself in all situations
that only should be ur intention!.
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