Help with poetry

I'm trying to write a poem, but I'm having a hard time. Can I get some tips please?

Follow metrics and rhyme schemes. Learn the basics then deviate.

Let's hypothetically say I don't want to go to in that much detail? Like a free-form poem.

1. Read other people's poetry
2. Stop stealing other people's ideas and words
3. Write

ryhme a word every other word

I'll show you an example. I'm terrible because I don't write poetry but at least tell me what you guys think.

The dome can no longer hold, the storm that continues to brew.
My head aches with the three rings of past and I wonder if it was all worth the wait.
When I see misguided beauty in her face, while I try to linger to find yours deep inside.
The well has dried up but I’ve grown too attached to the ground, I’m too deeply rooted to leave.
I hold my breath under the water, only to find out too late I’m already drowning.

How can we really know how green the pastures are?
If we stay in our stables?
How can we risk jumping off a bridge?
When we don’t even have a parachute?
You don’t.

What’s to say I don’t? Choosing to not choose.
Where am I now? Eating a pie.
I choose to be green. I choose to be free.
Let the music of life sing to me.
Let me create my own path in the middle then choose the fork in the road.

Edit: this is the version I'm going with.

The dome can no longer hold, the storm that continues to brew.
My head aches with the three rings of past and I wonder if it was all worth the wait.
When I see misguided beauty in her face, while I try to linger to find yours deep inside.
The well has dried up but I’ve grown too attached to the ground, I’m too deeply rooted to leave.
I hold my breath under the water, only to find out too late I’m already drowning.

How can we really know how green the pastures are?
If we stay in our stables?
How can we risk jumping off a bridge?
When we don’t even have a parachute?
You don’t.

What’s to say I don’t? Choosing to not choose.
Where am I now? Eating a pie.
I choose to be green. I choose to be free.
Let the music of life sing to me.
Let me create my own path in the middle then choose the fork in the road.

In the end.
Someone, anyone.
Please.
Make a decision for me.
I cannot.

Posts like this make it seem like poetry is impossible. Every word is so futile!

:/

You don't need poetry
You need John Fogerty
It's your turn to sit and not make up shit
Stop trying so hard and go to the bar
Let them pick the music, no need to choose it
Ask for a poem from Keats, you know him?
Just chill and relax, when the timing's right
you'll shit it like x-lax, the future is bright

So I guess you guys are saying it's pretty bad?

its just so hard to make a poem interesting

Well, I mean, I was just going off how I was feeling.

>stop stealing other people's ideas
that's literally wrong

have you posted in the poetry thread?

No I haven't actually. I'm not into poetry, but I thought it would be cool to at least try it once.

here's a free one from me, i give you permission to use it

look to the sky, im just a smallfry
like marty mccry who got rosa parkies
pray to the stand, heck no
trucking on forward, forever have the foreword
every one looks to me like robots
dark thoughts linger around my mind
like marty mccry who stood atop the wheels of time
i had the foreword, il also have the last word

as you can see you need to be political in your work (rosa parkies) while also being artistic (dark thoughts) hope that helps

post in there some
people are pretty helpful in it and you may find some pieces you like in there as well

focus on your line breaks and try to make them meaningful
read your shit out loud over and over

read famous poems out loud over and over

pic-related can show how important the rhythm is
when read aloud it sounds vaguely important even though it's just some guy struggling to say some bullshit. he lucked into a good rhythm

perhaps you should try feeling something special

Like what?

like love