A couple of my poem's- i own; dont copy.

[Gage-Kayumi]

Matts poem-​

My heart is what i broke up for you.
And now its hard to ignore you.
You just shoved me away, and said
that you were okay.
You never took the time, and
acted like it wasnt a crime.
You and i were meant to be, but
you were just to blind to see.
It was always the same,
because you played me like a game.
This is the last time you here? Last.
now your a thing in the past.
I felt like a doll.
All bound with no soundd.
You were always high,
which made me cry.
I was always drunk,
and thats why our love sunk.
You treated me like a rat,
Against you the big cat,
but in the end i stilll love you,
Matt.​

Humanity-
is it so bad?
They act like im a Deadly virus
With one touch theyll be infected,--
With what?
i ask you, is homosexual a desease?
I wouldnt say it is,
but they say different.
People judge me on my sexuality,
is that not the same as racism? or ageism?
or even sexism?
I don't care what they say.
Id rather die expressing myself, than living
in fear of judgment.
But i still wonder were is our
humanity?​

KIMJIM<3-
Beautiful just as she is strong.
Strong just as she is artistic.
Artistic just as she is creative.
Creative just as she is nice.
Nice just as she is freindly.
Friendly just as she is deep.
Deep just as her imagination.
Her imagination is just as big as her Heart.
Her voice is what i hear,
when i close my eyes.
Her in general is what comes into my
mind when i think of things in
my life with great value.
She is one of the only things.
She my savior.
my idle.
My sanity.​

Love and it analogies-
Love is like a Book,
But whats the point of reading,
when you already know hows going to end?
Love is like War, its a waste of time,
money and it causes
broken hearts.
Love is like weed, its good while it lasts,
but when it losses its fun,
Were done.
Love is like the winter,
In the begining, its heart warming,
but then it turns bitter cold.
Love is like spring,
After the heartless agony,
comes all the love i bring.
Love is like a dream,
On top theres no cherry, or whip cream.
It will just rip you at your seems.​

 

[Reverie]

These poems are pretty good. :] The only critique I have is capitalizing the "i"s and the coding seems to be messed up.

 

[Gage-Kayumi]

haha sorry bout that,
and Thank you
i'll fix the codes right now ;D

 

[Reverie]

No problem~
I'm glad that I'm able to help.

 

[Lumen et ignem]

These are some good poems. The flow is good.

 

[Gage-Kayumi]

Thanks, like u siggy too.
both of u guys ;D

 

[Ventus Air-Man]

I think they are good as well. Some of the 'Is' still need to be capitalized though.

 

[Annoyance]

I personally see no reason to capitalize the Is as he goes along. There's a certain format element in the Humanity poem and I like it. It allows the reader to realize it's softer, I think. I do that sometimes in my own writing although that really isn't a good, reasonable argument. For poetry there isn't really a set of rules for punctuation and things like standard writing for stories is. Even stories get out of the bound of say, essay writing.
That is, if Gage was going for what I'm talking about.

Now, as for Matt's Poem there were random errors that I'll bold for you. The Is I left uncapitalized because I read it as you thought yourself as nothing without him... but I could be reading too far into it and if it isn't the case then I'm sorry.

[spoilers are done to save room]

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My heart is what i broke up for you.
And now it[APOSTROPHE]s hard to ignore you.

because you played me like a game.
This is the last time you here? Last.

Last seems to be only added here for rhyming purposes. Also, because in the first line throws off the flow.

All bound with no soundd.
You were always high,
which made me cry.
I was always drunk,
and that[APOSTROPHE]s why our love sunk.
You treated me like a rat,
Against you[COMMA] the big cat,
but in the end i stilll love you,
Matt.

As a whole it was pretty good, although it sometimes just seemed like a very short emotional story with the enter key hit at each sentence. I'd work on that and try to develop a certain voice and style when writing poetry. It was nice, but it still needs some work.

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is it so bad?
They act like i[APOSTROPHE]m a Deadly virus
With one touch they[APOSTROPHE]ll be infected,--
With what?

There's a deep lack of flow and rhythm in this part.
Also I'm not really sure why you capitalized "deadly" else than it being serious. But again, I could be reading too into it.
Moving on.

i ask you, is homosexual[ity] a desease?
I wouldn[APOSTROPHE]t say it is,

It's spelled "disease."

is that not the same as racism? or ageism?
or even sexism?

Not really.
I see what you're trying to say but it just sort of bothers me in this piece. Also the "Or" I bolded just throws things off. It almost ruins the emotion. How weird is it that such a small word can throw things off? D:

I[APOSTROPHE]d rather die expressing myself, [BETTER OFF IN THE LINE AFTER] than living
in fear of judgment.
But i still wonder w[H]ere is our
humanity?

Not much to say. The poem has a lot of work to be done on it and that's all I really can say.

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Beautiful just as she is strong.
Strong just as she is artistic.
Artistic just as she is creative.
Creative just as she is nice.
Nice just as she is freindly.
Friendly just as she is deep.
Deep just as her imagination.

I'd put a comma after the words in the beginning (Beautiful, strong, creative, etc.) for flow. It'd help, I think.

Her imagination is just as big as her Heart.
Her voice is what i hear,
when i close my eyes.
Another random capitalization for a reason I'm guessing is that her heart is big as already stated?
And after this your flow drops and it becomes very hard to read. I have to be honest in saying I didn't really like it.

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Love is like a Book,
But what[apostrophe]s the point of reading,
when you already know how [it']s going to end?
Love is like War, it[apostrophe]s a waste of time,
[unnecessary to indent on money]money and it causes
broken hearts.
Love is like weed, it[apostrophe]s good while it lasts,
but when it losses its fun,
We[apostrophe]re done.
Love is like the winter,
In the begining, it[apostrophe]s heart warming,
but then it turns bitter cold.
Love is like spring,
After the heartless agony,
comes all the love i bring.
Love is like a dream,
On top[COMMA] theres no cherry, or whip cream.
It will just rip you at your seems.

I don't really like this poem all that much. While good on some points with emotion and all that, on other parts it just seems annoying or pointless.

You have potential, keep writing, but work a bit harder on them in the future.