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I usually write songs, but I have a small collection of poems, and I wanted to post them here and get some opinions. I can take criticism, so PLEASE be 100% honest with me on your thoughts. And if you want to post any of your stuff, that'd be great, too. 
These are all of my poems at this point:
What is Music?
We all search for Love
From a friend or from a lover
Music searches for Love
Just like any other
Music is the feelings
Of the soul that writes it down
Aimless in search of direction
Thought in search of sound
Music is a universe
Whose fingers touch our own
To give us some small sense
Of its brilliant unknown
The voice that will not quiet
Inspires the lonely song
To come down from its universe
And give hope where hope is gone
The melody moves through you
It's not just what you hear
It moves your heart, through your veins
It can move the deafened ear
Sometimes, Music finds its Love
Sometimes, it falls off its path
Like all else, Love begets Music
Even when Love turns to Wrath
So finally, what is Music?
The seamless expression of souls
Music makes beautiful
The joys and sorrows this world holds
Chasing the Waves
When I was a child
Running on the beach
I declared, in childlike naivety
"The waves are not chasing me
"I'm chasing the waves"
Back into the ocean, I believed
Conquer the world one wave at a time
And soon I will conquer the sea
I've since grown wiser
In the clock's foolish beat
But I still chase the waves
And the waves will never chase me
The Conductor
God creates the feelings
Placed inside your heart
The feelings sway the mind
And then become the thought
Thoughts transform to words
Symbols to express moods
They fall into the fingers
And inspire them to move
From here, the lifeless conductor
Is taken by your hand
Emotion is passed through
And life is writ on your pad
Overdramatic Teen
Maybe I am just an overdramatic teen
Maybe some of this pain, I'm bringing on me
Maybe if I were older, stronger - wiser, perhaps
I wouldn't be on this strange street with no map
Maybe if I weren't such a silly young fool
I'd have the answers; I'd know better what to do
Be independent; free of circumstances
Able to cope; unafraid of taking chances
Maybe I am just an overdramatic teen
Don't know the roads; have yet to drive the streets
When I'm older, will these words seem foolish, too?
When I've figured it out, and know what to do
Let Me Run/Magician
Let me run, far away from here
Let me make my past disappear
Like a magician, with slight of hand
But I create things I don't understand
As an amateur in this game of life
I create your pleasure with my magical knife
But I lose my grip, and cut my own hands
Creating these things I don't understand
Just like the rabbit pulled out of the hat
I'm placed here unwitting; I'm unsure how to act
No magician can make this disappear
So let me run; far, far from here
At This Point
At this point, what can I do?
At this point, it's not my issue
At this point, I cannot decide
Whether to stay, or whether to hide
At this point, it's coming back to me
Pain and despair I thought I could leave
At this point, we've made some progress
From desperate to coolly depressed
At this point, I choose for my pain
To be made beautiful once again
For at this point, it's out of my hands
But I can speak to those who might understand
Voice
It seems there's hope after all
Though all our dreams seem to fall
It finally seems peace has found me
For days I've struggled just to breathe
It seems this tunnel ends with light
I finally crawled out tonight
I found the courage through my tears
To use the voice I've so long feared
I found my voice within her words
To speak the wisdom I once heard
When her faith faltered in her pain
Her words, through me, came to heal her again
Her voice echoes in my head
Wise philosophies nearly dead
We all need them in this life
If only we'd all end our pride
Parallel world
I do believe in a parallel world
Which we can visit only in our dreams
A world of perfection, where all dreams come true
And there is no price for peace
Where we needn't worry about sin
It has all been cast down from there
Away from that world, down to our own
As a burden this world must bear
Where we needn't be bothered
By one's rank or by their class
But love is all it takes
To shatter the wall of glass
And in this world, you are with me
So real, I can feel your touch
When I close my eyes, I am in that world
And you are the one I love
EDIT: Added two more poems, corrected typos, etc.
These are all of my poems at this point:
What is Music?
We all search for Love
From a friend or from a lover
Music searches for Love
Just like any other
Music is the feelings
Of the soul that writes it down
Aimless in search of direction
Thought in search of sound
Music is a universe
Whose fingers touch our own
To give us some small sense
Of its brilliant unknown
The voice that will not quiet
Inspires the lonely song
To come down from its universe
And give hope where hope is gone
The melody moves through you
It's not just what you hear
It moves your heart, through your veins
It can move the deafened ear
Sometimes, Music finds its Love
Sometimes, it falls off its path
Like all else, Love begets Music
Even when Love turns to Wrath
So finally, what is Music?
The seamless expression of souls
Music makes beautiful
The joys and sorrows this world holds
Chasing the Waves
When I was a child
Running on the beach
I declared, in childlike naivety
"The waves are not chasing me
"I'm chasing the waves"
Back into the ocean, I believed
Conquer the world one wave at a time
And soon I will conquer the sea
I've since grown wiser
In the clock's foolish beat
But I still chase the waves
And the waves will never chase me
The Conductor
God creates the feelings
Placed inside your heart
The feelings sway the mind
And then become the thought
Thoughts transform to words
Symbols to express moods
They fall into the fingers
And inspire them to move
From here, the lifeless conductor
Is taken by your hand
Emotion is passed through
And life is writ on your pad
Overdramatic Teen
Maybe I am just an overdramatic teen
Maybe some of this pain, I'm bringing on me
Maybe if I were older, stronger - wiser, perhaps
I wouldn't be on this strange street with no map
Maybe if I weren't such a silly young fool
I'd have the answers; I'd know better what to do
Be independent; free of circumstances
Able to cope; unafraid of taking chances
Maybe I am just an overdramatic teen
Don't know the roads; have yet to drive the streets
When I'm older, will these words seem foolish, too?
When I've figured it out, and know what to do
Let Me Run/Magician
Let me run, far away from here
Let me make my past disappear
Like a magician, with slight of hand
But I create things I don't understand
As an amateur in this game of life
I create your pleasure with my magical knife
But I lose my grip, and cut my own hands
Creating these things I don't understand
Just like the rabbit pulled out of the hat
I'm placed here unwitting; I'm unsure how to act
No magician can make this disappear
So let me run; far, far from here
At This Point
At this point, what can I do?
At this point, it's not my issue
At this point, I cannot decide
Whether to stay, or whether to hide
At this point, it's coming back to me
Pain and despair I thought I could leave
At this point, we've made some progress
From desperate to coolly depressed
At this point, I choose for my pain
To be made beautiful once again
For at this point, it's out of my hands
But I can speak to those who might understand
Voice
It seems there's hope after all
Though all our dreams seem to fall
It finally seems peace has found me
For days I've struggled just to breathe
It seems this tunnel ends with light
I finally crawled out tonight
I found the courage through my tears
To use the voice I've so long feared
I found my voice within her words
To speak the wisdom I once heard
When her faith faltered in her pain
Her words, through me, came to heal her again
Her voice echoes in my head
Wise philosophies nearly dead
We all need them in this life
If only we'd all end our pride
Parallel world
I do believe in a parallel world
Which we can visit only in our dreams
A world of perfection, where all dreams come true
And there is no price for peace
Where we needn't worry about sin
It has all been cast down from there
Away from that world, down to our own
As a burden this world must bear
Where we needn't be bothered
By one's rank or by their class
But love is all it takes
To shatter the wall of glass
And in this world, you are with me
So real, I can feel your touch
When I close my eyes, I am in that world
And you are the one I love
EDIT: Added two more poems, corrected typos, etc.

