Oh yeah! Im actually in the middle of writing a book! I love poetry as well. And write it all the time. I just have no idea how to make a future of it haha. This is one called "Johnny's room". I wrote it about a friend about 3-4 years ago when the economy went bad. Its pretty crappy. But ill copy and paste it.
Johnny's upstairs filled with gloom
Listening to his parents downstairs in their room
They fight like this almost every night
So johnny hides in his room out of sight.
See, the economy went under in 08', and Johnny's dad lost his place
He fell into depression and started to binge
Then the downward spiral never seemed to end
His mother Maria tried helping as much as she might
But everyday was just another fight
She grew tired, lost weight, and began to look like a mouse
Probably didnt help Johnny's father was beating her all over the house
Johnny's upstairs in his room
All cooped up and filled with gloom
Parents just continue to bicker downstairs for fun
While he picks up a book to get something done
Books open up his world to the possibilities
Moons, stars, and history in its entirety
"Yeah ill make it out of here" he says
"Nothing is forever. And I soon wont have much to dread"
So johnny continues to be cooped up in his room.
But after awhile, it doesn't seem to be filled with gloom.
One day things will get better and not seem so foul
You just have to be patient, and wait awhile.
Its meh....old haha. But it was one of the first things I wrote and it took about 15 mins haha.