So for the main part you're a creative bunch who enjoy RP (note not all!) so I'm sure you're creative in other areas too. For me I had never considered writing a poem or any such 'wussy' activity until out of the blue, I wrote one for for a girl around 7 years ago who I had been enjoying spending sometime with for several months, over which our relationship had evolved. We both knew that ultimately, through reasons beyond our control it had run its course. She was under continual pressure from her ex whom she had left for me and she was also about to leave the country to complete her education activities abroad and needed a break from everything before she broke.
I wrote a poem for her that I gave her when she came around to my place the night before she left for Germany. She was instructed to take away and to not read until she had reached her destination, I knew later from our contact that it had made her cry. I hadn't wanted her to read it before she went away because it would have made it harder for her emotionally to leave, which, although might have been what I selfishly might have wanted, it wasn't the right thing for me to do to keep her here and inhibit her studies.
So anyway, back to the point, I found it a great medium for release of thoughts and feelings that often get stored up inside and eat away at us, and thus is born some of my creativity. I have wrote a number of pieces since then, some have been published but all have been wrote when I've felt the need for release.
This thread is for all of you to share your own poetry with us, I'll start the ball rolling with one I wrote for that special person I knew back then, it's called Dreamer. It's not the one I gave to her all those years ago as simply, that one will remain our own. To the same end, she will never know this one exists. Please add your own work to this thread.
Vimp.
Dreamer
As darkness draws, I close my eyes, relinquishing my mind to dreamful sighs.
For the night is the time of tranquil sensations, my spirit can be free of its heartfelt lamentations.
Freed from my conscious, my heart comes unbound, flying upon a whisper, quiet, not a sound,
Able at last, to begin to dream, my secrets, my longings, released in a stream.
For dreams are a time when hopes can come true, in these precious times, my thoughts reflect you.
Within my heart, a special place I hide, a secret place where only you reside,
It's full of my feelings so pure, so true, my desire, my passion, my love for you.
My love of a flower, an English rose, a fountain of beauty where charisma flows,
An angel of kindness and compassion right through, I could never help my falling for you.
And although my love, I never meant this to be, I cannot betray what you stir within me,
For you are the flame that sparks my fire, filling me throughout with loving desire,
To tell you "I love you" each and every day, it's so very hard to keep locked away.
I wish that at times, my dreams wouldn't end, for that way my heart, I'd not have to mend,
As within my dreams, we can be together, loving and laughing, forever not never.
But darkness must fade, light heralds the dawn, I'm pulled from my reverie a little forlorn,
But upon my face, I shall wear a quiet smile, as within my dream, we walked together for a while.
AL