10 poetry tips to write better poems🦢✒️my poetry secrets for beginners/how to start writing poetry

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[real.rusoka]

I love writing poetry, this is perfect! Your channel is absolutely gorgeous, your videos really inspire and motivate me. You seem like such a genuinely sweet person, I wish you the absolute best in life. xx

[pessimistemm]

a little late but here’s my poem!
I write my poems like songs 😅

poem writing -
world theatrics

take me to a world of theatrics,
where I can escape
stories where my identity can be reshaped

I dream of perfect symphonies and melodies in my head
Tapestries of literacy and prophecies foretold
Even if it’s a reality that I can only hold..

written in the stars
chained down to the earth,
I’ve wanted to break free from my chrysalis ever since thou birth..

set me free,
set me free,
from this world of anthropology..

maybe happily ever afters were never meant for me
so i guess I’ll have to stick to dreaming sadly
au revoir my fellow people from way up above
one day I’ll ascend the world to meet another I love.

[wheatbreadenthusiast]

I just wrote this short poem:

I’ve always been the poet
My ink has always flown
Through strokes like threads of gold
Shining sunrays onto beauty
Yet if there’s one thing I know
It’s that I’ll always be the lighting crew
I’ll never be the show

[raunaktara]

Oh my god!!! Thank you soo much for these tips. I was in absolute need of it. I am a 12 year old writer who is working on a fantasy novel. Recently I have been into poetries and stuff and this helped a lot. I have a video request! Could you please make a video where you read our poems and give feedbacks please? I would love to share with you my work and would love to hear other people's writing.

[AnishkaS]

I’ve never written, but I get compliments for my essay and creative writing, and was asked to sign up for this poetry competition. I found your channel and I’m so grateful! Your tips are so helpful and I’m writing all of them down. I love how the themes of your poems are slightly vague so everyone can kind of imagine something that is meaningful to them.

[royalduck]

Poetry is Poetry, and that's what is important.

[Andywritzlol]

A poem i wrote :)

Stargazing

A hundred stars in your eyes

I went stargazing in my mind

My dark room turned into a galaxy

Where a millon stars glared at me

[cat-uijc]

Girl, when i tell you I've bever clicked on a notification faster, I've been wanting to get into writing better poetry. Thank you, Ana.

[aya]

ive never wrote anything before cuz i was scared it would be bad and never good enough. When i wrote something i threw it away. Finally i started writing though and ill share my first poem with everyone even though im not really proud of it, but i hope ill learn to be.
I call it nostalgia cuz ive been struggling with that shit

It's everywhere I look.
It's everything I think of.
It's everyone I think of.
It's everything I think of.

I have no idea if it was a good time.
I don't know what I could write.
What could I write to describe this feeling.
It's a sick sick feeling.

I miss what used to be.
Even though in that moment I would have
traded everything in order to be free.

And I already know that in a few months
I'll feel this feeling again.
I'll miss this feeling, this exact moment.
The way i held this pen.

[AmeliaGgg]

"Scarlet gaze"

Red and bright
Yet dark and deep
Stood those eyes
Making me weak
They take my breath
So full of light
Shining like stars
At day and night
Sealed for all
A puzzle to crack
A burning flame
With a bleeding heart
They pull me in
And drown me deep
Traped in a web
Unable to get free

[hellojanaaah]

here's a poem i wrote, it's my first ever haha

i lay, on my cold mattress,
whilst I ponder on whereupon we'd reunite again.
perhaps..in my dreams, where all i envision is an enchanting image of you.
i slowly turn to my dreams to feel warm again, is it possible you are my sun and my moon?
both are so close yet so far.
in a sky full of gloom, the only bright star i notice is you.
shall i stay during this starving interlude of love?
or shall i abandon all the love i hold in my weak heart?
and..slowly give up?
perhaps I could battle for our love, for you are worth a million wars..

- j.

[luiscarlos-mnrk]

I literally write poems every week, and now that im in vacations I have the time I've been wanting to sit down and write poems on to my journal. Im really looking forward to it

[krenko-]

I like writing poetry for my characters. From their perspectives, about their situations. Mostly, I've been writing prophecies (my nano project has FOUR different prophecies lmao) and they're untitled, so I should follow your advise and name them soon lol

Also if you're working on a fantasy novel, writing in-world poetry is wonderful for worldbuilding!

[AVES_GOT_TALENT]

A poem for my fav oc aeris! -

But don't think I don't notice the way you hesitate
When I speak of love or loyalty
Yes, I've gotten good at making up metaphors
But beneath the pretty words, I'm hollow, you see

I've learned to manipulate the truth
To mold it to my will
And oh, how I twist and distort
Until even I don't know what's real

But you keep listening to my lies
My sweet, empty lines
You swallow them whole, never questioning
What I'm really trying to hide
You can not trust a single thing i say

[bubble]

this is so helpful! I am a 13 year old writer and am about to publish my first poetry book, so I find your videos SO helpful.

[railaitv]

_seasons_

The snow went away
But it's snowflakes stayed
I see the pattern, cuz i think that the day
When the sun went down
I also got tattoos that i never made
I tought, still in a ball gown
Why do i always get marked by things i didnt do
By words i didnt say
And seasons that got away?

Fall, summer, spring and winter
All left me like some social drinker
Not too drunk or too sober
I turn into an overthinker
Another season will come
But i still feel the cold on my skin
Or even the taste of the mango gum
I still feel her, perhaps even him

And i wrote poetry
So i could feel like myself again
Or get rid of the emotion train
I used to think that the marks were bad
However, i heard from a wise man
That the marks are not to disdain
So now i wear the tattoos
Like some beautiful lyrical chain
Knowing that what makes me human
Are the seasons with both wine and champagne

[RACOONsCLONE]

I wrote a poem! (It's my first poem and it's pretty long)

Shade of Blue

My tears are blurring my vision
My pain is making me blind
I crave to hear your voice
On the other side
I called out for you but
I was met with quiet
Your meaningless words echoing
Among the silence

I should’ve known honey
Comes from bees
Your poison inside me
I’m begging on my knees
Let me go, I cried
Before I decease
You’ve put me to the test
Healing never really was
What I did best

Six feet under
Bees die when they sting
Yet you still wonder
What didn’t you bring?
The quiet moments you caused
I wish I hadn’t been so young
You tore us apart
Your words stung
I want to return to what we were
Before the hurt, the pain
But my vision is a blur
Thinking is a strain

I want you here to hold
I want you far away
Your touch is so cold
I can’t hear a word you say
Where is home
If not with you?
You’re the only pain I know
The only shade of blue

[jaipurhospitalkaithal]

I love creative writing, especially poetry...
So, here is my first poem that I just wrote 2 weeks back at the age of 11 and since those 2 weeks I have wrote 3 more, but here is the 1st one:

LEARNING TO LIVE IN THE MOMENT....

What if I am not, what I were to be.
What if I am not, what I were to be.
I am enjoying myself, sitting by the sea, and the sunlight beaming on me.

Neither the Grief from Past, Nor the Worry of Future.
Neither the Grief from Past, Nor the Worry of Future,
keeps me awake late at night.
This just feels Right.
This just feels Right.

I feel a strong gush of wind,
sitting beneath a tree.
I feel a strong gush of wind,
sitting beneath a tree.
Oh, my, Lord, set me free.
Oh, my, Lord set me free.

HOPE YOU LIKE IT.

[franchescaroskell]

Today I wrote:

Did you pluck me,
like fig from a tree

a delicate delight
beautiful
oozing with false light

o see beneath
squirming
pulsing
a set of wings,
ebony stripes

Do I sting for defense
or disdain?

[Thewhiterose]

I started to write poetry a week ago so I’m pretty new but I’m confident that this gets my goal across. Here it is.

You wive your way into my dreams

you dazzle us with your tenderhearted melody.
You influence me to be the best version of myself.
Your certainty that your performance will be exceptional.
You are the goalpost that’s just out of reach.

You are my sunshine, my reason to get out of bed.

If it wasn’t for you, I could sleep forever.

Will you ever come back to me?
Will you march onto stage?
Will you be my idol again?

Will you join my duet?
My duet, my duet.