That was a pretty good piece of poetry you posted there LCR! Really nicely written.
Yep…
Another new one coming at you from just a sudden whip of the inspiration stick. Like totally out of the blue… I got inspired from almost nothing to write this one piece.
Can You Handle Me?
I’ve got a question
And I need a straight answer
Don’t be afraid
Just open up and let it all out
I see you are feeling shy
So please tell me why
I won’t take a bite
Unless you want me to do so
Here is the question
It’s just something easy
If you get what I mean
Can you handle me?
Perplexed is how you feel
It’s like I’ve set you on a grill
Or I’m running you through a drill
I leave you hanging
You are so confused
Lost and abused
And you are too scared to answer
My simple little question
This is my question
Because I feel compelled
I don’t want to dwell
Can you handle me?
Please just answer me this…
Can you handle me?
Oh boy, I can totally see this comming from two different views. Really nice LCR! Enjoyable read.
Hehe… 
This one is kinda from a first person perspective of someone upset with another person. And they are openly expressing how they feel this person is “in the wrong”.
It’s Wrong
Sometimes you think you are in the right
Other times you think it’s okay to fight
But you obviously don’t know anything
Till it is too late
Things seem so heavenly right now
But soon it’ll all crash down
And that smile you are wearing
Will transform into a frown
It’s wrong to be right
It’s bad to even think
It’s sad to even fight
I don’t understand why you go on
I am sure you aren’t even listening
You seem to turn your back to me
And I’m being swept away by a chilly breeze
So I just turn away and leave
You think it’s okay to be bad
You won’t know because you are glad
When you make others sad
Pleasure is causing pain to others for you
It’s wrong to be right
It’s bad to even ponder
I’m left to wonder
If I should just get up and go
Because you are already out the door…
And it’s wrong.
Really nice dude. Really enjoyable read.
A new poem from yours truly…
Gravitation
feel like I’m being pulled
Down to the ground
I am feeling overruled
By this strange, uncanny force
I can’t seem to stand up
I will need a bit of help
I can’t even get up
As I’m forced to lie down
Gravitation
A force to be reckoned with
I can’t seem to escape it’s length
Nor it’s superior width
I wonder how long I can endure
I feel like I’m forced against my will
I could try to make an appeal
But it’s seemingly hopeless
I am now helpless
Since I can’t do anything
My ears continue to ring
How did I get involved in this mess?
Gravitation
No one can escape it
You can’t even reason with it
No point in trying to stop it
Why even try to resist?
Gravitation.
Not sure if double posting is allowed. But I’ll do so anyway… since it’s my thread. Oh well. Hehe.
New poem by yours truly!
Reality Bites
I live in a realm of fantasy
A place filled with wonderful dreams
Nothing is quite as it seems
But that is surely okay by me
I hate how people want things real
I just don’t know how to deal
I wish I could make them see my point of view
And I hope that they will get a clue
This is just my opinion
I mean to cause no offense
I will end up being on the defense
Reality bites
So I’ve said what I want to say
I really want to have fun and play
But people seem to take it away
And really ruin my day
They say to get my head out of the clouds
And start thinking more logically
Because fantasy is rather silly
It is nothing more than just make believe
I wish people would hear me out
I don’t really want to shout
I have something to say
Reality bites
Yeah, you heard me…
Reality bites.
Nice poems LCR. I really like the last one, Reality does Bite. Keep them coming.
Reality only bites when people are involved. XD Great poem, LCR! 
Unfortunately…
I ain’t gonna be writing up any new poetry for a good, long while. I’ve hit a snag and almost all ideas for poetry and new poetry just fail on me completely. And every time I try to think of something new. It just fizzles and dies on me.
I am completely dried up for any new ideas for new poems. So this is probably what you’ll be able to see. But I think I’m officially done with poetry.