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Well whatever you do don't be 100% of the time through out your whole piece depressing!.Keep a good balance of emotions or get visual with your audience!.Describe things in detail!.Because hearing one sad or mad or even happy line after another gets boring and not interesting!.Keep your audience wanting more,cause that is key!.If the person you are reading to says ya I really want to know more or hear more,then you've done a good!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

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I'm from Brazil and I can tell you that there are many brilliant poets in out country!.

You could start with a beautiful line by Vinicius de Moraes (Samba da Ben??o - Samba of Blessing)

Being happy is better than being sad
Happiness is the best thing that exists
It is like the light in the heart!.

But if you want to make a beautiful samba
It is necessary a lot of sadness
Otherwise samba cannot be made!.

I know it doesn't read nicely, but I think the words are fantastic!. It's a very informal Portuguese as the poet is fairly modern (passed away in the 90's)!. It's such a romantic song!.

Listen to it and tell me what you think:

http://br!.youtube!.com/watch!?v=SEevv9qJgG!.!.!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

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you said you loved me!.
i believed it,
you said i was yours,
you made think it!.

you cut me off from my family,
like i couldn't think for myself,
and they were no help!.

you raised your voice,
far to many times,
yet i shrugged it off!.

you slowly wrangled me away from my friends,
but i couldn't see it!.

you said you loved me,
i believed it!.
you said i was yours,
you made me think it!.

you secluded me from the world,
forever i had been victimized of your voice,
now it was hands,
then it went to fists,
why couldn't I see it!.
why did they let me go with you!.

you said you loved me,
i believed it!.
you said i was yours,
you made me think it!.
why did you abuse me!?
why did I lose me!?

its about teen dating abuse and i wrote it,

or my fav!. poem, the cold within:
Six humans trapped by happenstance
in black and bitter cold
Each possessed a stick of wood,
Or so the story's told!.

Their dying fire in need of logs,
the first woman held hers back
For on the faces around the fire
She noticed one was black!.

The next man looking 'cross the way
Saw one not of his church
And couldn't bring himself to give
The fire his stick of birch!.

The third one sat in tattered clothes
He gave his coat a hitch,
Why should his log be put to use
To warm the idle rich!?

The rich man just sat back and thought
Of the wealth he had in store,
And how to keep what he had earned
From the lazy, shiftless poor!.

The black man's face bespoke revenge
As the fire passed from his sight,
For all he saw in his stick of wood
Was a chance to spite the white!.

And the last man of this forlorn group
Did naught except for gain,
Giving only to those who gave
Was how he played the game!.

The logs held tight in death's stilled hands
Was proof of human sin,
They didn't die from the cold without,
They died from the cold within!.

by James Patrick KinneyWww@QuestionHome@Com

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Yes, I enjoy this one!. I believe it's Robert Frost!.!.!.!.maybe Shakespeare!.

"I'd rather have a bottle in front of me, than a frontal lobotomy!."

Okay, not so much poetry as an "observation", but it's words I live by!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

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acceptance,change,lifeWww@QuestionHome@Com

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writing poem is really fun!.!. you need inspiration, pick something that inspires you!.!. check out poetry!.com maybe it will give you few ideas!.!. I have 8 poems in there!.!.!. Www@QuestionHome@Com

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