Lemme Throw Out Some Titles...

Sometimes I have These titles in my mind,
That I know I cant make a Poem for.
I just know theyre really good potential poems.

So pick some titles and you can write a poem. Post them in here and we can tell you how to make them better, or if you just wanna show them off.

=D

Skulls and Stripes

So Close to Closing

Ration the Passion

The Porcupine Ball

Social Affair

Inertia's Game

Single Quote

Graveyard Dirt and Wine

Poke, Poke, Poke

Stay in or Break Out

The Vinyl Rain Jacket

Spiraling Away

Dust and More Dust

Watch Me as I Watch You

Ooh awesome

Wow cool... I'm gonna try it out

Those are pretty good. Don't worry, you'll be able to think of poems. Just think of a story about the title then make it rymme, then arange it so its good. That's what I do ^^

Oh yeah I like these

Here it goes:

Watch Me as I Watch You

i can see you
but you can't see me
because im just a ghost to you
and your just my wife to be

i keep hoping youll notice
but all hope is gone now
because i want to talk to you
but i simply dont know how

because when i see you
im unable to speak
time keeps passing me by
day by day week by week

i have to take a chance
i just... got to
i can't just keep hoping that one day
you'll watch me as i watch you

i think it came out alright

Its a little morbid but here it goes:

cut throat lies and dead alibies

cut throat lies and dead alibies
is all i have left in my life
its amazing how in only a few days
how Reacquainted ive gotten with my knife

my throat doesnt bleed anymore
you bled it dry
i killed your so called "alibies"
so dont even try to lie

so you want to play "whose the better killer"
i still hold the high score
so don't even blink sweety
or you'll be dead on the floor

so if you exspect blood
all your gonna get is an icy flow
because cut throat lies and dead alibies
is the only thing i know

its dark but good

Here are some more titles for your consideration

"The Sudden Stop"
"Obsession with Opression"
"At a Loss"
"Narrow and Wide"

My Chemical Romanceyish

So close to closing
wen a stranger stopped by.
he said he was hungry
and i sugguested the fries.
but i cant pay you miss
i hav no money.
i made a bunch of tips today
dont sweat it honey.
how kind of you to offer
wat can i do for you?
you sit back get comfy and warm
then just enjoy the food.
but there must be some way
i can pay back my debt.
no sweety its my pleasure
dont you even fret.
he finished the fries
as she put a sanwhich on his plate.
but if i stay for this
wont you close late?
i believe so
but my concience will be clear.
and you will hav a hot meal
before you sleep my dear.
such a lovely person you are
god truely made you different.
then he stopped short
and rested eyes her pendant.
who is that man there
the one in the photo?
that is the man i love
but he will never know.
see he was a soldier
and he died in iraq.
ill never forget the day
i learned he wasnt coming be back.
i didnt tell him before he left
he needed no distractions
but now i feel if i would have
this might now have happened.
maybe we would have fought harder
and struggled more to survive.
but its too late to turn back
they already took his life.

Sweet poem!!?!

Here's a few I've come up with:

-Another Doctor

-Devil's little girl

-Suicide Trees

-The Dark Woods

-My blood

Let me try a sudden stop

It's not easy to witness
Someone's heartrate drop
Of course its even harder
When you heart comes to a sudden stop

Because you can't live without them
You made an unspoken deal
A silent promise to ensure
That your love for her is real

When you have their blood on your hands
As they whisper in your ear
"I love you always"
Things have never been so unclear

What am I supposed to do
My world is stationary, my love is dead
Everything has come to a sudden stop
i've run out of tears to shed

(it was kind of ify) but the ending felt right

Ok let me have another go at it with

Inertia's Game

I've lost my will to live
Nothing seems the same
I'm sick of fighting my thoughts
I'm done playing inertia's little game

Forcing me to move
When I don't even want to exist
I have sweet dreams of bladed handcuffs
Cutting through my wrist's

It's funny that other poeple's nightmares
Are my sweet dreams
i see peoples fake smiles
And I hear their silent screams

Now that I have spoken my mind
Things will never be the same
I'm sick of living this life
I'm done playing inertia's little game

(a little morbid) but if you like that sort of thing then i feel it came out great

I really like this title

Stay in or Break Out

Stay in or break out
What option should I take
Live to fight or fight to live
What choice should I make

If I stay in
I might as well prepare for war
I'm the biggest target in this prison
They don't even know what their fighting for

If I break out
I'll be living life on the run
Why try to fight back
When you know they've already won

Now i'm standing on the outside
And it isnt what i want
I wish I was inside. it's calling me
I can hear it's taunts

If I stay I know
There is only so much I can take in
Forget my other options now what
Shout I stay out or break in

i like it

NiiCE TiiTLES. MAYBE iiLL TRY SOME!
ii HAVE SOME TiiTLES TOO, BUT iiTS HARD
THiiNKiiNG OF A POEM TO PUT THEM TOO.
ii HAVE SOME PHRASES TOO THAT ii WOULD LiiKE TO USE BUT THAT GETS DiiFFiiCULT TOO.

As soon as i take care of the titles my club has given me ill come back (i wont be long) lol

Ooh, i wanna try spiriling away...
ill post it when i finish :]

Im back and i think i will also try spiraling away

Too long too late
Seems like I've been lead astray
But it's still my own fault
For spiraling away

I made it happen
I let you distract me
I had my eyes on you when i was blindsighted
But it was really you who attacked me

Messing with my heart
Just simply for fun
Ever since I figured it out
It seems like I'm coming undone

Too long too late
But that ends today
I'm done being the playtoy
I'm done spiraling away

definitely not on my game but im extremely tired from tests all week and i still got two more but i wont let that stop me

Darkness deep within

Im going to try trail of crimson realities

thoughts of past anger
are splattered with bloody fatalities
it seems like all i have left
is a trail of crimson realities

it always feels like
i wake up in the middle of the night
pretending the nightmare was fake
that everythings going to be alright

because i know thats what you would tell me
if only you were here
but the nightmare of your death
is the one thing i still fear

it seems like i have a dream
of rage and brutality
and then i wake up
and it becomes a crimson reality

wasnt bad

Nice one i like its feeling im going to try Scream your heart out, they're not listening anyways

im tormented by my other half
its the same thing every day
he laughs and says "scream your heart out
they're not listening anyways"

he shows me
the true meaning of pain
he introduces me
to the darkest part of my brain

been fighting for a long time
most of the fights are against my mind
all this time been searching
for an enemy i can't find

my worst enemy is myself
i've been tortured in many ways
so i'm going to scream my heart out
nobody's listening anyways

i liked it alot

And the Dog said; "Woof".

Hey you guys im sorry but i broke my foot and i got alot of work to make up in class so if im not on for a while ... you know why

Let me just throw a title out there while i'm not here "how alive? too alive"

Just an idea. I was looking at the titles people had put forward and a lot of them read like lines from within a poem too. Sometimes when I have quite a few of these little phrases, or titles, I put them together to make the beginnings or first draft of a poem. Even if they totally contrast it’s fun to play. It is also a good way of playing with different forms. I recently wrote a pantoum through cutting up bits of phrases and titles I had and putting them back together. Its a great way to learn new forms and experiment.

Hey you guys im back and ready to write when ne1 has any new titles just post them and ill see what i can do see you all around

Let me try so close to closing:

so close to closing my mind
to all the stress and pain
all the anger and violence
thats been flowing through my brain

so close to closing my eyes
and falling into eternal sleep
dehydrated by the tears
i have no more tears to weep

so close to ending this
i keep trying to make amends
so close to stopping
because i'm so tired of dead ends

it seems that this rhapsody of pain and sorrow
is something im composing
god i'm coming because my eyes
are so close to closing

(I love it)

Ill take dust and more dust:

i don't want to do this
but i know that i must
because all i have left
is dust and more dust

because who i thought where my friends
really were traitors
it doesnt matter because i know
they'll get theirs sooner or later

but now my heart
is a frozen block of ice
i'm done gambling over respect
i'm done rolling these loaded dice

i am throwing in the towel
because i have no one left to trust
it seems all i have left
is dust, dust, and more dust

(it came out alright)

This ones gonna be tricky but ill take Trading Hearts, Like We're Playing Cards.:

i'm a spade
and thats not about to change
everyone thinks i'm all hearts
but i have none to exchange

i'm no diamond
came from the wrong side of the tracks
ive never been a rich kid
so we need to face the facts

i'm no club
never had much good luck
i'm tired of squeezing pennies
trying to make a buck

if your looking for my heart
all youll find is a spade
trading hearts like we're playing cards
it's time for me to fade

this one was tricky but i love it

Why doesnt anyone respond

There ok

I would have to use my own before i take another persons titles

But thanks for the offer

Its not taking someone elses titles they donate them because they cannot use them its very inspirational its helped me out of some serious writers block

Kevin, I was going to take the title "Dust and More Dust"
-- But you took it haha.

Although, I must admit, it is an excellent poem.
Couldn't have written one better myself <3

I also have soo many ideas rushing through my head, that they rush too fast I can't even write them down!! ;o

I have so many poems in my head, and they flow so easily, but the titles don't match up.

Ill have an idea for a title, then write the poem - then find out that the poem has nothing to do with the title and/or vice versa.

I find it better that I write the poem -- using many of the ideas, and then add a title after. Just like an essay -- you write the body paragraphs first, then the conclusion then lastly, the introduction.

Hmm.

Weird. <3

Oh, and all of the other poems are also very good - not bad considering you were all thrown a title and used imaginative techniques to create such great pieces.

Well done <3

- Nicole x

Thank you its a very good way to write because truthfully for some writers all you need is a title a line a word anything and then it just sparks a fire of emotions and words thats what i do and all the words just flow through me so fast i can barely get them down on paper lol but there are some titles on here i have trouble writing mostly skulls and stripes it really bothers me that i cant write to it i was thinking either a patriotic poem or a fashion statement poem but ieither way i have never done something like that but thanks again for the major compliment

Lol.
You're welcome ;]
Do you carry a small note-pad and pencil/pen with you when travelling long distances or away?
I do <3
Not like I go away often -.-
Lol.
But I try to write my ideas down asap!
I even carry a pad of paper and pen with my into the toilet!! ;o Shocking I know. -.-
Lol.
But I find it so easy to let it flow if I rush the ideas down, then come back to them when I'm in a poetry-writing-moood <3
-- Yw. And good luck <3
-- Nicole x

I have an incredible memory but just incase i always have a note pad in my back pocket if im doing something important and i cant just hold that thaught u know

Trail of Crimson Realities

Separate personalities
Forced upon each other
Resulting in a negative attraction
The trail of crimson realities

Pacing along his broken heart
Attempting to mend the two halves
However let the truth be made
It’s a trail of crimson realities

Blood becomes the path
As it drips like tear drops
Splashing gently upon the pavement
Leaving a trail of crimson realities

Pain to be released
Only one way to leave a mark
May he never forget
My trail of crimson realities