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 638° 
Đaviđ
which
is
stronger?

the
heart
or
the
mind?

we
are
better
served
if
we
love
with
both.
 210° 
Hansel Reyes
I can clearly see the red lights
But I step down on the gas anyway.
 201° 
Carlo C Gomez
Exiled to dusk,
Fractions of the sun
Begin to lift away,
In concealment
We shudder,
Casting our reels
Into a pond of uncertainty,
Clock hands bend
With advancing shadow,
And speak of time
Only in past tense,
I so want everything
I ever felt for you
Preserved for posterity,
Even should forever
Be far less than
We imagined.
 121° 
R
whats real
my soul is plastic sealed
soul on fire, melting it free
i am the devils seed
i beg of you
on my knees
condemn me before they see
 111° 
Josh H
If you do not fight Now, then when will you?
 101° 
LittleFreeBird
I tried to fill myself with

You and me

And everything in-between

I tried to **** myself with love

Fill the void

But now I can see

Love can't save everything

When I'm alone

I'm forced to see

What I don't want to belive

I try to hide it away

I've erased all the pain

But then whats left?

Besides

Life, death then



emptiness
 84° 
shianne rose
there are two types of sadness

there’s the kind of sadness
we ignore and
try to get rid of it
by finding new things to do
or we find someone to talk to
by blatantly avoiding any type of conversation
about feeling sad
about having any feelings at all
and then there’s that kind of sadness
that takes over
and it consumes any activity we do
we know it’s there
and there’s no possible way to avoid it
so we feed it exactly what it wants
it craves the sad music
it craves the isolation
it craves the anxiousness
and the sadness comes storming in
it has no manners
here we are calling sadness, an “it”
when all it is
is a feeling
that most people
call home
 81° 
Max
She said "I'm falling in love."

I said "I'm falling apart."
What's the difference?
 76° 
CAL
i just want to dance
with you
i want to act like a mosh pit freak
in a ballroom
forget it if the world is ending
just come dance too
 69° 
Infamous one
I61
They couldn't help him he had to help himself. He relied on the wrong people. Learned to not and expect anything from others. He had to do it all on his own if he truly wanted it. His family would never approve so dating was hard.
Even if he didn't agree with others decisions he was respectful. What he wanted he couldn't have. He didn't know how to make it right or get it all back.
The job he worked was suppose to be temporary. It's been good but things could be great. A part timer working harder than the hired employees.
All the encounters some people are interesting others are overwhelming.
 67° 
Rosie
Back in November
I shaved my head
You told me
"Do whatever you want"
I asked if you'd still find me beautiful
"Yes" you lied
I shaved my hair because it was bound
Bound in a mess of self destruction
And self hatred
Looking back
My hair was a symbol of us
And like my hair
I loved you
but I shedded you too
-"November"
 63° 
Shaun Yee
Of course I have to delve into my mind,  
To search for answers for everything,  
But when the answers I cannot find,  
I have to wonder what the next days bring.
 60° 
Clarkia
I can't bring you joy
I can't make you happy
I am a burden
My love isn't ever
Something someone wants
I only wanted to be
Someone positive in
Your life
But I failed
So goodbye
 54° 
Nan
Sleep my beloved, upon the field of stars.
    Ardent and bright, in the nothingness that awaits.
______________
I hear your whispers upon my heart,
   I hear its beating in response,
     I laugh and I cry at the same time,
         in this pleasure grief but endures,
             but my happiness lasts unchanged
______________
Sleep my beloved, hear my lullaby.
in the nothingness of the cosmos, paint me a sign upon constellations
-Towards our future meeting,
     unaware, we are already there
        for in you my soul dies,
              and my heart sleeps.
A tired poet named Nan+
    A Dead Poet.
 52° 
TG
I´d rather die alone, than settle for less...
If there is something that I learned these couple of years, is to see my worth. All these years I´d go for less, and accept to be treated badly, but why. I don´t deserve that, nobody deserves to be treated badly.
 51° 
Eli
im not gonna do what you think im gonna do.
im not gonna say what you think im gonna say.
im not gonna yell like you think im gonna yell.
im gonna stay,
and say to you
ill always love you
 51° 
Diana
It’s almost a contradiction
To love someone
When they are angry
When they are jealous
When they are vicious
But it’s easy for many
To love someone
When they are joyful
When they are humble
When they are empathetic
It’s as if we have been misled
To provide conditional positive regard
Unconditional love
It is hard to encounter
A blessing to receive
And a burden to maintain
 48° 
ByAbis
i don’t want to go to sleep
i’m afraid of closing my eyes
and never wanting to open them again
 45° 
Arlene Corwin
Can It Be?

Can it be
That when you die
Your atoms go into eternity,
Come back collectively,
Attracted by
A law of magnetism and attraction -
A cycle and a miracle;
After all,
They’ve always been
A You since time began.

Can It Be? 2.24.2021Nature Of & In Reality; Circling Round Reality; Birth, Death & In Between III; Arlene Nover Corwin
 38° 
Exosphere
if you can’t be with the one you love
take care of the one you’re with
 36° 
Kim Denise
It's 11:11
and for the first time
after a very long time
I'm wishing for myself
and not for you
 36° 
Jessica B
You are not the love of my life,
You are the life of my love ❤️
 34° 
gc
i think that the most damaged people in the world
are the kindest
and the softest

because they know
that scabs can be picked
and you can bleed
 33° 
Traveler
Whether a comma, or colon:
Punctuation slows my rolling
I need no period. When I end
no Capitalization when I begin
Rulelessly I flow my art
  Not a single!
Exclamation mark
Are you not the one
Who'll know?
Where a question mark
No longer goes

Warp the structure
Bend the lines
Put in repeat
Let emotion unwind
Make yourself
Your poetry's the best
Be your own ruler
Pass your own test

Take your own road
Where ever it leads
Lover or hater
It's all poetry!
Traveler Tim
.
P.s
Strange, the Hellopoetry computer demanded I put two stars on this poem to repost it to the front page... But it was worth it, it’s been on here for over a year now, I appreciate it Elliot.

Hay
No matter who you are
You have my deepest respect!

Vanity
All is vanity
The meanings of passion
The aesthetic expression
The lines we draw and stay within
Even love is beyond intent
Vanity transcends
Flowing from our pens
And so we breathe again
 32° 
Zack Ripley
I don't know where I began.
I don't know where I'll end.
But I don't need to.
I know where I am right now.
I'm with friends. I'm with you.
And to me, that's a pretty
great place to be.
 31° 
Greta
I heard about twin flames,
wouldn't it be fun if I knew where mine is?
I'd die a hundred times
finding the one for me
so I wouldn't die trying
to make people fall for me
this is my first one, I'm sorry.
 30° 
Jeremy Stacy
I’ll just deal with the consequence later
right now I’ll allow my consciousness to waver
serving up a flavor,
that tentatively turns into a vapor
is a remedy I savor
along with the marrying of a melody that influences my behavior
as the intensity of the intended entropy gets greater
Instagram jstpoetry
 29° 
Julie
Be
Be
Kind
Be
You
Be
Me
To choose
 28° 
Dante Rocío
If you ever see me
run over.
kicked.
bleeding.
blurring.
on the ground.
incoherently.
something wrong with me.
or that I’m not conscious,

don’t look for my breath
or heartbeat,
don’t reach for a phone to call
an ambulance that will drive me
to the hospice
to which the world throws you in
when your window sill climbing,
barefoot walking
in the dirt rolling
like child with freeing thoughts drooling
or law-culture breaking
gets too much
of a crime for them.
don’t ask me if I see still fine
your two or four fingers
yet look for the tears in my eyes.

For if I don’t have them anymore
and won’t get myself then or ever again
to truly cry,
it is only then
that you’ll know
I stopped fighting,
I died,
I ultimately ***** myself
and I forgot
there is more Beyond.

and without that
my existence isn’t worth
looking for the pulse
anymore.

I will not be worth
of seeing stars
as a boy
without sanity
or glasses
anymore.

...

I swear on you
upon all
that
heed.
Thought of when once I felt
That the Village’s walls want always
To take over us
And make us forget
There is actually worth
or Life.
Thought of when imagined
That I would cease to wonder
Cry, bless or use my Legend
To become.
When I thought how others are unwelcome
Of my antics, Liberty and the New I carry
Every time you wake into
Walking this Village’s annihilation
And fearing
That one day you’ll come
To agree to it all.
This is what others don’t know as Death
 28° 
max
for the first time,
in a long time,
i was just a teen boy,
sitting in his room,
smiling, on the phone,
he wasn't a prophet,
he wasn't a god,
he wasn't alone,
he wasn't afraid,
he just felt safe,
he didn't fear his future life,
he didn't want to cry,
for the first time,
in a long time,
high out of my mind,

i felt like a normal guy
 27° 
James Alai
You're dead

there was so much we could have done
so many streets we could have walked down
but now we can't, we never will
because you are dead

I told you I loved you
and you said you loved me too
but you're dead
and now you are in a vase on a shelf
surrounded by pictures of the good old days

We could have walked hand in hand
up mountains and through forests and up and down hills
we could have seen it all
there is so much more to do

there was so much more to see...

but you're dead


and I hate it
I miss you grandma
 26° 
Paul Hobson
Cry
Id cry too,
Cry for me,
Cry for you,
Cry every time you see the color blue.
Cry alone in bed,
Cry each night after the prayers that are said.
Fill a bucket full of tears,
Those aren’t yours anymore,
Give them here.
 25° 
My Dear Poet
I’m trying hard, not to think you’re unkind
But the footprints in my heart have left me scars in my mind.

Love
m.d.p
 25° 
Kelly
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sometimes that's all you feel.
 24° 
littlebrush
In the deep corners of 3am,
I find her.
 22° 
Dahlia
It’s rare to find
people who
genuinely
actually
truly

listen
 22° 
Paras Bajaj
The emptiness in my eyes,
The truth behind my lies,
The fall before my rise,
And the goodbyes;

It scares me.

The dark beneath my skin,
The light within my sins,
The voice that loudly sings,
And my broken wings;

It scares me.

The wounds I can't heal,
The pain I can't feel,
The loss I can't deal,
And when I am real;

It scares me.

The silence in my little talks,
The stillness in my moonlit walks,
The thought of separate ways,
And my numbered days;

It scares me.

The demons under my bed,
The words spinning in my head,
The blood in my sweat,
And my cold breath;

It scares me.

-Paras Bajaj #PoetrybyParas
Instagram : @mr.parasbajaj
 22° 
misha
your name is
forbidden in
my mouth
or in my heart
because when
i think about
you;

i'll cry a little more,
hurt a little stronger
love a little softer
because you no longer
make me feel sober

i'm drunk on the
memory of you
if only i could chase you with pizza but shots don't work like that
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