Ever had that insane feeling of rage ? Well so did I. I guess everyone has that feeling once in a while. It can have many reasons. I also had many reasons. Rather then talk about them, I wrote about them. It's easier for me.
Rage
All this rage
It makes me feel locked up in a cage
I don't know how it appeared
But it happened and is what I feared
I can't control myself
My words don't seem to be mine
I feel this need to commit a crime
People with offers I can't decline
I pay the fine
Not with money
But with a piece of me
I make myself pay
Every single day
About Me
- Nimm
- There isn't much to tell about me.. I've been writing poetry for about three years now and it's a great way to express some feelings. People see me as someone who only makes fun and not as a serious type, though I really prefer fun above everything. I also can be serious as in my poems. I also like helping people and like to hear from my readers. Oh and please don't mind my English! I'm Dutch you know.
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Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Monday, July 19, 2010
Vacation!

I didn't mention it before, but I went on vacation in a kind of hurry. I didn't even have the time to leave a post about it! Well, now I'm back and ready to write on.
But first I want to tell you about my great vacation. I went to Hersonissos, one of the best places to party. I went with a group of 8 and we rented this mansion which was awesome. It had everything! When I first saw it I forgot about all the cool parties and stuff in the city. I only wanted to spend my time in that mansion. After we went to the first club those thoughts were all gone. I've met a lot new people and had a lot of fun. If you're planning to go to a cool place to party then that is the place to be! At least in Europe. Oh and The Netherlands of course!
Something really inspiring is a good vacation! Everyone needs to take a vacation once in a while. Relax a bit and get relieved from all that stress. Hopefully you'll be going on vacation soon!
Monday, June 21, 2010
Beaten into the hospital
I've been away for a while again. I know this isn't what we agreed on, but again I have a good reason. I have been in the hospital. Explains the title, right? How it happened? I met an old friend of mine and he decided to even things for something that happened two years ago. So he and his friends beaten me up.. very bad. They left me after they were done hitting the lights out of me. Luckily someone found me and called an ambulance. No serious damage but the doctor said it could have been worse, I was lucky. I still look a bit bruised, but ready to get back to writing. Well actually I started in the hospital. Here is what I wrote.
Old friends
What happened in the past
Was a whole lot different
As what happened last
I was an idiot
I admit
Though you were the one
Who dragged me in it
A big fight
In the middle of the night
Two against five
We fought as if it was for our life
Old friends
What happened in the past
Was a whole lot different
As what happened last
I was an idiot
I admit
Though you were the one
Who dragged me in it
A big fight
In the middle of the night
Two against five
We fought as if it was for our life
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Performing poetry

Tonight I'll be performing 2 of my poems for an audience in AMSTERDAM!! Yes the capital of The Netherlands! A cool coffee shop where I sometimes hang with friends asked me to perform after they had seen my blog. It's Wednesday so there will be a lot of people and I'm actually kinda nervous, but also excited. I haven't performed before so I searched for some tips and found this site http://www.wbaf.co.uk/hints-and-tips-performance-poetry. I like the tips and think it will help me, perhaps it will help you to. Oh and the poems I'll be performing are Shattering and Never this chill. The owner asked me to do those because he liked them the most and thought people there would like these most. I don't mind and think he's right. Especially Never this chill will do good I think haha.
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Wandering at night

2 days ago I had an argue with my parents that made me so angry that I decided to leave home. So I left home in the middle of the night and went out in search of something better. I wandered the streets of the city and everything was silent. Until I stumbled upon an old man. After a talk with him I went back home and decided to write about this experience. That's what I'm working on now. A poem called An old man. It might not sound that exciting, though I think you'll like to read it when it's done. I'll post it soon!
Finally something to inspire you. Taking a walk at night really does miracles and is perhaps more inspiring then you might have thought. At least it was for me! Try it, enjoy the silence and clear your mind.
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Be inspired by teamwork

You can write alone, but also together. Writing together is much more fun, makes it easier to write more in a short period of time and there is more creativity when you write together. You can also learn a lot from each other when writing together. Writing with someone you don't know personally may be strange but you might learn a lot from it. Of course writing with friends or perhaps family is a bit easier because you know each other better. Though when you decide to write together with someone, make sure you're on one line with each other or else you'll only end up fighting.
So write together and inspire each other to write as good as you can!
Saturday, May 22, 2010
My exams
I haven't been keeping my blog up to date, but there is a reason. I have had my exams. Well not all of them yet. I still have two more exams to go and then I'm finally done.
But the day before my exams I wrote this little space poem. By space poem I mean a poem I wrote after smoking some weed.
Though I promised myself not to smoke any weed the day for my first exam, I did. Around 3 AM I started smoking to relax because I really was stressing myself out by thinking of my first exam. I don't know what my friends gave me, but I had an awesome space and this is what I wrote in it.
Never this chill
I sit and spin
On my chair
Don't care
That daylight's near
Not even my exams
Can stress me out
I'm in a perfect space
Without a doubt
I can see
Armies fight
Right here, on my desk
Airplanes fly by
Dropping air supply
Explosives go boom
And fill my whole room
With a flash and a bang
I spin my chair
See people on TV
Looking right at me
Asking me
If i'm doing fine
I tell them
That i never had a better time
They laugh and clap
I take a bow and end the show
I spin my chair
See my clock
Spinning and spinning
Don't know
Which clock-hand is winning
Join the game
Start spinning away
Slowly feel my body
Melt away
I spin my chair
With one last cheer
Suddently in outer space
Floating around
Moving slow
Until everything
Starts to glow
Aliens come in peace
Offer me some fine cheese
Don't know what to say
It's a crazy day
Sunshine blinds me
I've never seen
Such a warm smile
It's worth my while
The warmth embraces me
Warms my skin
I slowly start to grin
The sun is my best friend
It's a weird poem thing, but if you can imagine the things I describe and that spacing feeling.. You will really understand this poem.
You don't understand what I mean or just want me to explain the whole thing ?
Then feel free to mail me!
But the day before my exams I wrote this little space poem. By space poem I mean a poem I wrote after smoking some weed.
Though I promised myself not to smoke any weed the day for my first exam, I did. Around 3 AM I started smoking to relax because I really was stressing myself out by thinking of my first exam. I don't know what my friends gave me, but I had an awesome space and this is what I wrote in it.
Never this chill
I sit and spin
On my chair
Don't care
That daylight's near
Not even my exams
Can stress me out
I'm in a perfect space
Without a doubt
I can see
Armies fight
Right here, on my desk
Airplanes fly by
Dropping air supply
Explosives go boom
And fill my whole room
With a flash and a bang
I spin my chair
See people on TV
Looking right at me
Asking me
If i'm doing fine
I tell them
That i never had a better time
They laugh and clap
I take a bow and end the show
I spin my chair
See my clock
Spinning and spinning
Don't know
Which clock-hand is winning
Join the game
Start spinning away
Slowly feel my body
Melt away
I spin my chair
With one last cheer
Suddently in outer space
Floating around
Moving slow
Until everything
Starts to glow
Aliens come in peace
Offer me some fine cheese
Don't know what to say
It's a crazy day
Sunshine blinds me
I've never seen
Such a warm smile
It's worth my while
The warmth embraces me
Warms my skin
I slowly start to grin
The sun is my best friend
It's a weird poem thing, but if you can imagine the things I describe and that spacing feeling.. You will really understand this poem.
You don't understand what I mean or just want me to explain the whole thing ?
Then feel free to mail me!
Friday, May 14, 2010
The first poem I ever wrote
Here is my first poem and a bit about how I started writing. I started writing about a year ago, when I got caught smoking weed. Everyone was mad at me and I felt helpless. So 2 days after I got caught, I smoked again with some friends and when I got home I started writing. It felt great as if I finally could let out what I felt. I wrote shattering.
Shattering
It's like, suddently you're alone
Silent
Nothing matters
Everything slowly dissapears
Nothing matters
Dying within
Everything is shattering
Hearing only the shards hitting the ground..
This sensless stare
You feel it creeping
The end is near
You know it
You feel alone
Entering the zone
It's getting darker
There go the lights
The last thing you think is
Sorry
At that moment I felt like dying and helpless. I could only think about all the stupid things I did and how I let some people down. I thought the last thing I would say before dying would be sorry and so I ended it. I think a lot of people can imagine the moments I describe and also know the thought that if they would die they would most likely say sorry for the stupid things they did in life. At least when my friends read this they understood every single word and also knew the sorry feeling. From that moment on I started writing.
Shattering
It's like, suddently you're alone
Silent
Nothing matters
Everything slowly dissapears
Nothing matters
Dying within
Everything is shattering
Hearing only the shards hitting the ground..
This sensless stare
You feel it creeping
The end is near
You know it
You feel alone
Entering the zone
It's getting darker
There go the lights
The last thing you think is
Sorry
At that moment I felt like dying and helpless. I could only think about all the stupid things I did and how I let some people down. I thought the last thing I would say before dying would be sorry and so I ended it. I think a lot of people can imagine the moments I describe and also know the thought that if they would die they would most likely say sorry for the stupid things they did in life. At least when my friends read this they understood every single word and also knew the sorry feeling. From that moment on I started writing.
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