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Im still here.  
Despite our trials and tribulations,You’re the one entity I will never end up hating, 
Even though our romance was by default cracked; and then ended up breaking, 
My good natured spirit was a vulnerable weakness of mine, which you ended up taking… for granted. 
Maybe it’s the naivety of my nature, 
Or the stupid-ness of my ways, 
Because physically I can’t hate ya, 
And this is certainly not a phase. 
But to your surprise my heart is not broken or torn, 
Im just a confused ex, infactuated by this love storm. 
  
That’s why I’m still here. 
  
Experiences can possibly build courage, but definitely build character, 
Your brain fetches your mental luggage, and keeps track of developments like a calendar. 
Of all the dramas and situations, 
Successes and frustrations, 
That we as humans are constantly facing. 
Being strong is not a luxury, though we have a choice, 
Concealing our feelings is not a sign of weakness, though we have a voice. 
But whether you like it or not, whatever it is you can handle it. 
  
That’s why you’re still here. 
  
They cackle at your shortcomings, 
Grin at your displeasure, 
Question your successes, 
And mock your endeavours. 
These critics will always rejoice in your dispairs, 
As they don’t understand how it feels to prove doubters wrong, 
And they’ll never relish the pleasure. 
Let them giggle in their habitats, 
And then frown in their gowns, 
As they devour the disappointment+jealousy 
As you turn the tables around. 
  
  
And that is why they’re still here.  
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User
Maybe I’m pathetic? 
You’ve sheltered and fed me from pre-birth, 
But yet I kick and scream for things I desire, 
To the point family friends thought I was neglected. 
  
But No. 
The truth hibernates in a well-guarded no entry zone, 
Slightly north from my sternum, 
You wear the brave ‘mother of the year’ smile every day, 
But deep inside you must be hurting. 
Because I’m soon to be entering my 3rd decade on this earth, 
But my manners and respect are still concerning. 
  
Towards you and others. So Maybe I’m pathetic. 
I scream nouns at you that would be prohibited from church, 
Until I regret it, 
But we’ve come so far, you’ve come to expect it, 
But there’s no need, and I can see how you’ve affected. 
  
So maybe I really am pathetic. 
My inconsideration and insecurity, ambush my former good natured young boy purity, 
To the point I cannot comprehend my ways from a different perspective. 
Sometimes I wish I could be more reflective, 
So I can accept my pain, and assess my rage, 
That hinders my positivity on every stressful day. 
But I’m grown adult now, so I must accept the blame. 
  
And acknowledge that truthfully, I am pathetic 
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User
Maybe I’m pathetic? 
You’ve sheltered and fed me from pre-birth, 
But yet I kick and scream for things I desire, 
To the point family friends thought I was neglected. 
  
But No. 
The truth hibernates in a well-guarded no entry zone, 
Slightly north from my sternum, 
You wear the brave ‘mother of the year’ smile every day, 
But deep inside you must be hurting. 
Because I’m soon to be entering my 3rd decade on this earth, 
But my manners and respect are still concerning. 
  
Towards you and others. So Maybe I’m pathetic. 
I scream nouns at you that would be prohibited from church, 
Until I regret it, 
But we’ve come so far, you’ve come to expect it, 
But there’s no need, and I can see how you’ve affected. 
  
So maybe I really am pathetic. 
My inconsideration and insecurity, ambush my former good natured young boy purity, 
To the point I cannot comprehend my ways from a different perspective. 
Sometimes I wish I could be more reflective, 
So I can accept my pain, and assess my rage, 
That hinders my positivity on every stressful day. 
But I’m grown adult now, so I must accept the blame. 
  
And acknowledge that truthfully, I am pathetic
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User
Im still here.  
Despite our trials and tribulations,You’re the one entity I will never end up hating, 
Even though our romance was by default cracked; and then ended up breaking, 
My good natured spirit was a vulnerable weakness of mine, which you ended up taking… for granted. 
Maybe it’s the naivety of my nature, 
Or the stupid-ness of my ways, 
Because physically I can’t hate ya, 
And this is certainly not a phase. 
But to your surprise my heart is not broken or torn, 
Im just a confused ex, infactuated by this love storm. 
  
That’s why I’m still here. 
  
Experiences can possibly build courage, but definitely build character, 
Your brain fetches your mental luggage, and keeps track of developments like a calendar. 
Of all the dramas and situations, 
Successes and frustrations, 
That we as humans are constantly facing. 
Being strong is not a luxury, though we have a choice, 
Concealing our feelings is not a sign of weakness, though we have a voice. 
But whether you like it or not, whatever it is you can handle it. 
  
That’s why you’re still here. 
  
They cackle at your shortcomings, 
Grin at your displeasure, 
Question your successes, 
And mock your endeavours. 
These critics will always rejoice in your dispairs, 
As they don’t understand how it feels to prove doubters wrong, 
And they’ll never relish the pleasure. 
Let them giggle in their habitats, 
And then frown in their gowns, 
As they devour the disappointment+jealousy 
As you turn the tables around. 
  
  
And that is why they’re still here. 
Read, Rate and see Reviews

User
Maybe I’m pathetic? 
You’ve sheltered and fed me from pre-birth, 
But yet I kick and scream for things I desire, 
To the point family friends thought I was neglected. 
  
But No. 
The truth hibernates in a well-guarded no entry zone, 
Slightly north from my sternum, 
You wear the brave ‘mother of the year’ smile every day, 
But deep inside you must be hurting. 
Because I’m soon to be entering my 3rd decade on this earth, 
But my manners and respect are still concerning. 
  
Towards you and others. So Maybe I’m pathetic. 
I scream nouns at you that would be prohibited from church, 
Until I regret it, 
But we’ve come so far, you’ve come to expect it, 
But there’s no need, and I can see how you’ve affected. 
  
So maybe I really am pathetic. 
My inconsideration and insecurity, ambush my former good natured young boy purity, 
To the point I cannot comprehend my ways from a different perspective. 
Sometimes I wish I could be more reflective, 
So I can accept my pain, and assess my rage, 
That hinders my positivity on every stressful day. 
But I’m grown adult now, so I must accept the blame. 
  
And acknowledge that truthfully, I am pathetic.
Read, Rate and see Reviews

User
Maybe I’m pathetic? 
You’ve sheltered and fed me from pre-birth, 
But yet I kick and scream for things I desire, 
To the point family friends thought I was neglected. 
  
But No. 
The truth hibernates in a well-guarded no entry zone, 
Slightly north from my sternum, 
You wear the brave ‘mother of the year’ smile every day, 
But deep inside you must be hurting. 
Because I’m soon to be entering my 3rd decade on this earth, 
But my manners and respect are still concerning. 
  
Towards you and others. So Maybe I’m pathetic. 
I scream nouns at you that would be prohibited from church, 
Until I regret it, 
But we’ve come so far, you’ve come to expect it, 
But there’s no need, and I can see how you’ve affected. 
  
So maybe I really am pathetic. 
My inconsideration and insecurity, ambush my former good natured young boy purity, 
To the point I cannot comprehend my ways from a different perspective. 
Sometimes I wish I could be more reflective, 
So I can accept my pain, and assess my rage, 
That hinders my positivity on every stressful day. 
But I’m grown adult now, so I must accept the blame. 
  
And acknowledge that truthfully, I am pathetic.
Read, Rate and see Reviews

User
Maybe I’m pathetic? 
You’ve sheltered and fed me from pre-birth, 
But yet I kick and scream for things I desire, 
To the point family friends thought I was neglected. 
  
But No. 
The truth hibernates in a well-guarded no entry zone, 
Slightly north from my sternum, 
You wear the brave ‘mother of the year’ smile every day, 
But deep inside you must be hurting. 
Because I’m soon to be entering my 3rd decade on this earth, 
But my manners and respect are still concerning. 
  
Towards you and others. So Maybe I’m pathetic. 
I scream nouns at you that would be prohibited from church, 
Until I regret it, 
But we’ve come so far, you’ve come to expect it, 
But there’s no need, and I can see how you’ve affected. 
  
So maybe I really am pathetic. 
My inconsideration and insecurity, ambush my former good natured young boy purity, 
To the point I cannot comprehend my ways from a different perspective. 
Sometimes I wish I could be more reflective, 
So I can accept my pain, and assess my rage, 
That hinders my positivity on every stressful day. 
But I’m grown adult now, so I must accept the blame. 
  
And acknowledge that truthfully, I am pathetic.
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User
Maybe I’m pathetic?
You’ve sheltered and fed me from pre-birth,
But yet I kick and scream for things I desire,
... continued
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User
Maybe I’m pathetic?
You’ve sheltered and fed me from pre-birth,
But yet I kick and scream for things I desire,
... continued
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User
d*mn i never thought id do that,
looks like the chance of me a you have gone, i guess i blew that.
my love will continue to trickle down this endless stream,
... continued
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