The Mine of Thoughts – Interactive Poetry

Essential Me from http://sowmyaparamasivam.wordpress.com/ challenged me on my interactive poetry  to write a poem using the word “mine” in every line. “Mine” is a very difficult word to use more than a few times in one poem, especially without sounding redundant. I also didn’t want to only make it a few lines long and tried my best to make sure it made sense, haha. Here’s my attempt!

I mine the canals
of this mind of mine,
careful to keep this minefield from erupting.
But I only find that with a heart like mine-
A soul like mine,
that this mind of mine has long been corrupting.
I continue to mine
as this minefield festers-
slowly a mine of thoughts pour to the ground.
That once empty canal of mine
is now a mine of ideas which I have finally found.

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Who We Love To Hate – Interactive Poetry

Viera Reign (https://thoughtsofagirlnamedvierareign.wordpress.com/) gave me the words fear, love, like, and irony for my interactive poetry.

A lot of people claim to hate a person or group because of something they are or believe in, but what does that hatred stem from? Many times, it’s not the hatred of the person, but of their bravery for standing up for something that the other person is too afraid to accept about themselves.

Sometimes the iron
in the irony hits hard.
It’s no longer funny-
you’ve gone too far.

You take someone
you have never met
and laugh them away
like they don’t matter a bit.

You say that they’re weird,
stupid, and dumb
but you don’t know
where they’re coming from.

This indifference felt
by the people who judge
aren’t really that much different
there’s a reason for that grudge.

Sometimes the people
we love to hate
mirror our fears
of our own fate.

Hans Zimmer – Interactive Poetry

The words Zimmer, train, and moist were given to me by Annie (https://enigmagarden.wordpress.com/) for my interactive poetry. I hadn’t had time to devote to my interactive poetry for a long time now, and I just happened to have a free moment today, so I decided to work on this. Hope you enjoy 🙂
P.S. Hans Zimmer is a film composer that wrote the soundtrack to one of my all-time favorite movies, Pirates of the Caribbean. If you didn’t know who he was, this poem may have made no sense to you, so I thought I would clarify in case someone wasn’t familiar with the name.


Lying here, with clutter
and confusion trapped in my mind
as Hans Zimmer unveils his orchestra
and they begin to unwind.

As the beat grows stronger,
something inside me stirs.
So I listen longer
until the chorus unfurls.

The beauty of the music
drowns all of the sounds.

The train no longer grumbles,
there’s no more buzzing of bees.
My mind no longer mumbles.
It’s just the music that surrounds me.

I lie in the grass-
Still moist from last night rain.
I remain still as I listen
to the very last strain.

Once the music has ended,
The world is no longer the same.

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Rock and Roll Love Story – Interactive Poetry

Alexis gave me the words girl, charm, boy, and anger for my interactive poetry.
It’s taken me a long time to write, because I haven’t had much time to sit down and think about it. Sorry it’s been so long.

Once upon a time,
in a far away land,
lived a young boy
in a rock and roll band.

A girl and her family
moved in across the street.
Once the boy saw her,
He hoped they would meet.

She was pretty,
unlike the girls he knew.
With long blonde hair
and eyes of blue.

She wore simple dresses
of bright yellows and greens,
she was so put together,
so neat and clean.

She only ever saw him
from afar
and didn’t think much about him,
until she saw his guitar.

This made her wonder
and want to know
who this boy was.
For days, this wonder did nothing but grow.

This curiosity ate at her-
So finally, she decided
to find out who he was,
To maybe no longer be divided.

She had to ask permission
but her parents told her “no,
he is a bad influence.
You’re not allowed to go.”

Her parents were straight-laced.
Said rock music was bad.
They didn’t listen to it,
but didn’t know their daughter had.

She went anyway,
one day after school.
They talked for awhile-
he seemed pretty cool.

But he didn’t know
how to act.
For the first time ever,
he was too nervous to react.

She was pretty,
smart, and put together.
He was a drop-out
dressed in leather.

But he had this charm
-just, something about him.
She wanted to know more,
so she went out on a limb.

They began to see each other
more and more.
They both fell in love,
unsure of what the future had in store.

Her parents hated him-
his attitude and style,
This relationship filled them with anger
but they were only in denial.

They thought their daughter
was too good for this guy.
But they had forgotten
the rules they used to live by.

The young girl
didn’t get her interests from no where.
Her parents used to be rockers,
wearing leather and long hair.

After they met this boy
and realized the truth.
His rough appearance is only a shell-
his love for her was enough proof.

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If you have words you would like me to use in a poem, comment on here or on my interactive poetry post and I’ll be glad to write something and link you to the post!

Storm’s Rage – Interactive Poetry

Harshal gave me the word “raindrops” for my interactive poetry. Although it was only 1 word, I had a more difficult time trying to pin down something to write about it, so here’s what I decided on.

The moaning of the wind
called the clouds to attention.
It grumbled out commands
for the heavens to release their tension.

The sails swayed back and forth
as the raindrops grew heavy.
The lightning flashed
and the waters were no longer steady.

They were in the belly of the beast,
surrounded by rumbling thunder
and he wasn’t finished yet,
his hunger was only growing stronger.

The waters grew wilder
as the storms rage over took the sea.
The winds rocked their ship,
to the sky’s warning, they should have taken heed.

The sails waved
as the ship swayed
so all they could do was hold on and pray.

Hoping for mercy,
begging the lighting not to hit.
Willing the winds to cease
and for the down pour to quit.

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If you have words you would like me to use in a poem, comment on here or on my interactive poetry post and I’ll be glad to write something and link you to the post!

The Loss – Interactive Poetry

Amagove gave me the words blood, pain, a little baby, and emptiness to explain the loss of a child for my interactive poetry. I have never experienced this, but here is what I came up with.

She looked down at the blood stained bed,
staring at the shades of brown and red.
Her hands trembled as she wiped her tears.
She never thought she would have to face this fear.

Thoughts of could have been’s and if only’s
filled her mind, as her soul grew lonely.
This emptiness enveloped all of her being
as her heart sank to the silence of his not beating.

Something so small- a little baby
and the hope of maybe… just maybe
caused so much pain in this mother’s heart
that it clenched onto her spirit and tore her apart.

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If you have words you would like me to use in a poem, comment on here or on my interactive poetry post and I’ll be glad to write something and link you to the post!

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Patience and Success – Interactive Poetry

Mohit070296 gave me the words patience and success for my interactive poetry! So, here’s what I came up with!

They say good things come to those who wait.
so why does the early bird get the worm?
If patience is what it takes,
why do we whirl around like leaves in a storm
instead of breezing by
and taking our time?
I can’t figure out why
we’re all rushing to climb
miles up the ladder of success,
when when we could achieve
without facing all of the stress
simply by changing the way we perceive.
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If you have words you would like me to use in a poem, comment on here or on my interactive poetry post and I’ll be glad to write something and link you to the post!

The Thief – Interactive Poetry

Fictionari requested that I write a poem “reflecting ideas of ‘loneliness’, ‘quest for love and partner’, ‘in relationship’, ‘plight’, and ‘betrayal’, not using these terms in words” for my Interactive Poetry. I wanted to write something a little different… So here it is!

Several years out of school
Her friends all moved away.
They tried to keep in touch
But ran out of things to say.

She found herself detached
From the world that she once knew.
so she needed to move on
And find something new.

She tried meeting friends
But wasn’t sure how to connect
Then he came a long
And suddenly her life seemed perfect.

He was everything she wanted.
Kind, intelligent, handsome, and tall.
With him, she felt right
Like she finally had it all.

She had no reason
To disbelieve what he was saying
Until the threads in his stories
Eventually started fraying.

She feared the day
That things would end.
And she didn’t know what to do.
She couldn’t lose her only friend.

Was he what she needed
Or did she only make him up to be?
Then finally she saw
Everything she needed to see.

He wasn’t who he said he was.
How could she have fallen for his lies?
Maybe she would have seen this coming
If she wasn’t too afriad to open her eyes.

She was only looking
For an old receipt
When she found a stack of papers
That showed proof of his deceit.

His bank accounts were drained
And bills were all past due.
But he had a safe full of money
What does this man do?

So she brought it to him and asked again,
“What do you do for a living?”
He simply said,
“I dedicated my life to giving

-Or taking,
If that’s how you choose to see it.
I take from the rich and give to myself
More than them, I need it.”

He was a thief.
Who drove off with the last of her trust
And left her standing there,
Choking on the dust.

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If you have words you would like me to use in a poem, comment on here or on my interactive poetry post and I’ll be glad to write something and link you to the post!

The Forest of Fear – Interactive Poetry

Devika gave me the words forest, colors, and suspense for my interactive poetry. Here’s what I came up with!


I don’t know how I got here
or how I will get out.
I’m lost in this forest of fear,
wooded with insecurity and doubt.

As far as my eyes can see,
there is nothing but brown and green,
the colors of these tall trees
creating this camouflaged scene.

My mind can’t stop racing
and my heart won’t stop its thumping.
My feet keep pacing,
and my throat feels like it’s clumping.

I am locked deep inside
This natural prison.
With nothing for a guide
until the sun has risen.

When the darkness falls,
I am left in constant suspense.
Trapped inside of these walls
With no defense.

An escape I may never find.
I could be locked in here forever.
Both lost and confined
in this constant endeavor.

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If you have words you would like me to use in a poem, comment on here or on my interactive poetry post and I’ll be glad to write something and link you to the post!

Our Shadows – Interactive Poetry

Ayushi Jain gave me the words light, shadow, and dark for my interactive poetry. I have had this idea with a lot more detail stored away for a short story or novel for quite a while now. So, it may one day be written. We’ll see!

Growing up, you’ve been told
all those monsters you see lurking the dark
will disappear as you grow old.
You’re taught to believe
all of these lies and schemes
convinced that they’re nothing-
only bad dreams,
figments brought to life
by an imagination gone wild
of a fearful child.

But what if I told you
that they were all wrong?
That they told you this
just to string you along?

We walk around not knowing
what sneaks behind our backs.
While that shadow cast onto the ground
is just waiting to attack.

They’re not just a dark area
formed from blocked out light.
Your shadow is this creature
that comes alive at night.

These night beings crawl
away from the light of day.
So listen to your mother
when you hear her say,
just turn on the light
and everything will be alright.

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If you have words you would like me to use in a poem, comment on here or on my interactive poetry post and I’ll be glad to write something and link you to the post!

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