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 317° 
She Writes
Nothing is louder
Than silent tears
And 2 a.m. overthinking
 219° 
Mark Wanless
a life a life an
innocent life we were once
ha ha i love you
 183° 
Jason Cheney
Sunrise in the morning
Sunshine during the day
Nighttime gives us a new beginning
Because the moon shines brightly and sleep drifts us silently away.

Written by:
Jason Cheney
 136° 
David Lessard
I used to read your poems
but lately you don't write
you're silent and aloof
you know that isn't right.
You can't close a door once opened
you can't abolish all your dreams
you're a poet of the heart
mustn't fall apart at the seams.
Say what you can in words
they speak the message true
spoken from the heart
the poems will see you through.
A hermit's not your style
a recluse, you are not
never give up writing
of things that you've been taught.
I used to read your poems
I'd read them once again
if you would send them out
(this one's from a poet friend)
 122° 
Edmundo
Old songs of hope that were for you
Now will have someone new
To go to
 112° 
Jasper
I guess you're far from me now.
abnkkbsnplko
 102° 
BTW
Truth
19 April 2021

To read, is not to learn.
To cry, is not to suffer.
To love, a fantasy.
To pray, is not ecstasy.
To search, is not to find.
To give, is not to be kind.
To take, not greed.
To do well, is not to win.
Who can speak the truth?
 87° 
Chuck Akot
I know the river runs dry after it has fallen asleep.
Death is not our alliance, life is.
So, between my arms,
you emerge like a hand,
and the way to celebrate it is to embrace you,
with long kisses on your cheeks,
because your heart is a garden of illumination,
plated with violets and lavenders.
www.chuckakot.tumblr.com
 81° 
Eleventheshyone
The day came when my pen no longer
Wrote your name
Freedom
Comes in many forms
 64° 
Sukrutha
Walking through the streets
Looking at the fading shadows
leaving u alone
Then u will remember there was
Always me behind you
And u will miss me more
A day may come when
You want me around you
Then u will realise my presence
Was not annoying
And u will miss me more
Made a thousand reasons for u to smile
When I leave u forever
That will make u cry alot
And u will miss me more
 63° 
Brother Jimmy
She has chains
Around her chest
Slowly tightening
Give her rest

She’s in danger
Every day
She can’t continue to
Work this way

She’s saving lives
And skirting death
Ushers joy
Or one’s last breath

This blight has taken
A toll on her
On ALL of us
It has, for sure

But on the caregivers
So much worse
On every doctor
Every nurse
 62° 
Poolza
When I was younger, I was told not to feel
"You'll just get hurt"
I listened

But then I see these people
Laughing and living

I disobeyed and felt
I was alive

But I should have listened
Now I'm hurt
Now I'm broken
Now I'm -
 51° 
Caitlyn Fletcher
I spend too many nights thinking
Wondering, writing, dreaming
Of someone who doesn't even think of me
 49° 
helloitsyellow
i still
do not know
the poem i've been trying to write
and maybe
that's because
i haven't been
writing one at all
or maybe it's because
the poem i've been trying to write
is not ready for paper
and maybe
i'm the paper
that's not ready for it
 48° 
tevah
you sang to me promises of sweet kisses in the sunshine

melodies of fingers tracing skin at 3am

ballads of a love so everlasting that the gods above should be put to shame.

you sang to me

but decided that a sunset and a star were never destined to be.
 41° 
Tanya


Yesterday I cried to the moon
as she wiped my tears away
made my worries disappear
so I could sleep again.



Today I smile at the sun
and it shines back on me,
what a wonderful world
to be alive;
to be me.
 40° 
Max
She said "I'm falling in love."

I said "I'm falling apart."
What's the difference?
 39° 
Redroses
Don't trust easily
Not everyone is nice


It takes time
To know a person
 38° 
taylor styles
you told me i was pretty,
but you said i looked prettier on my knees.
 36° 
Erika
i spend my days
pouring myself into the cups of others

only to find that
when it’s time for myself
to take a sip

all that’s left
in my cup
is the remainder of a girl
who gave too much
self care is extremely important. most days I fight my depression by putting smiles onto others faces, but forgetting about my once bright smile.
 36° 
Kassan J Kassim
Grand occasion
heartbeats shaking,
Will I make it to the end?
Life's journey,
filled with memories of before
(Soon after we'll explore)

Search more of yourself,
till there's nothing less to find
Within the many hearts,
passion of ideas in our minds.
Every moment written in history,
(We'll leave nothing behind)

Celebration of living,
a precious life. Pieces of silver & gold.
Celebration, a grand occasion,
the ashes to dust, till the dust is old.
Celebrate life,
(we don't know how long we're here for)
 36° 
Mims
I wish that I could love myself
The way I love you
Maybe then
I would stop getting disappointed
 30° 
David Naumann
Months have come and went,
time left and spent.
Moments of eternity and bliss,
here now to witness.

A blink as blue skies,
turn gray in old eyes.
Bells have began their knell,
and leaves have all but fell.

Hold on,
cold song,
I long to live.
Tomorrow may be borrowed time
 29° 
Grace E
I traced the texture of your words
Like my heart was blind
And your voice was braille
 27° 
rk
i want to love you
like a lazy sunday morning
staying in bed
taking our time
sipping coffee
memorising every freckle
like the constellations in the sky
white sheets
and tangled limbs
with the scent of a memory
fresh on our lips.
 26° 
Sophia
She was a thrifted sweater and denim and jersey knit sheets
Pizza breath and red wine and toothpaste
Alabaster skin and knotted hair and freckled shoulders
A tangible dream and my favorite good morning
She agreed to let me kiss her and I agreed to let her slip my shirt over my head before she became
Blood and tears
"I trusted you" and "I’m sorry"
Midnight poems and a drunk "I need you"
I’m afraid I loved you like the way I wrote
You said I'm the only one in the world,
but I realize, I'm not the only one in yours,

A lump in my throat,
why do I still believe you?
https://www.instagram.com/wutheringsbronte/
 26° 
kmr
My entire life,
I have been waiting.
For years,
Almost two decades now
I have been waiting.
Waiting,
For the better parts.
Waiting,
For the “soon”.
Waiting,
For my life to begin.
Because,
I don’t feel like I have lived.
In the nearly twenty years
I have been alive
And breathing
I do not feel
In any of those years
That I have been alive.
I don’t feel like a single breath
That I have taken
Has been real.
I feel as if
All these years
I’ve been stuck
Behind a window
Watching as my life unfolds
Before me.
I feel that
I have had
Zero control.
That I am in the backseat
Letting someone else drive.
That someone else,
Is writing on the pages
Of MY life.
But no more.
I will break that window,
I will take that wheel,
And I will write
My own pages.
My life has begun,
And now -
I’m in control.
Yesterday, April 8th, was my birthday. I wrote this poem two years ago, when I was 19 almost 20, and on my 22nd birthday I find that the website selected it as a daily and I have all these wonderful people saying wonderful things about my poetry. Thank you Hello Poetry, and thank you everyone else. This was the best birthday present I could have even gotten. (04/09/2021)
 25° 
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
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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
 24° 
Reese Weiden
the worst part is when
my memories of you twist into
what i've see in pictures and then
when i think of you, i can't tell whether
it's the you i know or the one from the pictures
 23° 
Chris
I'm sinking farther into the sea
Air cut off, unable to breathe

But it's not all too bad
The water's warm
and the fish look nice

It's a shame I can only see this
By myself
at the end.
Enjoy
 23° 
Invictus
Midway into a journey
When your steps falter
and the legs stumble
it's a sign to watch your steps
and not change the course.
So be the brute that you are
go back to the forge,
clean your junk,
refine your shape
let the Cronus in you
return with a sharper Scythe
to conquer his world
 22° 
lost cause
if i wrote my future
all would be changed
from the way i was raised
to the thoughts in my brain
if i wrote my future
no love would be lost
so i’d stand right beside you
no matter the cost
if i wrote my future
i’d bring nothing but peace
and save you from sorrow
and the darkness that creeps
if i wrote my future
you’d still be here
but you wrote my future
and i did nothing
but stare
 22° 
Diana
You.
Are.
A.
Walking.
Masterpiece.
 21° 
Sjr1000
I forgive you for everything you've ever done.
I forgive you for everything you might do.

Forgiveness gives me peace

The easiest hardest thing
I ever
have to do.
 20° 
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
 20° 
REY
If you could read my mind,
You’d see a thousand papers
Filled with broken poetries
And deadbeat proses
Full of woeful verses
With mournful pieces
Of unfinished stories
That are yet to be written
And failed to be spoken;
If you could read my mind,
You’d hear horrible screams
And earsplitting weeps
From shattered dreams,
Kept in a nasty notepad,
Scribbled on a bed
Of bloodstained words,
Ringing in my head.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see the shadows
That lurk within me;
You’d hear the bellows,
Screeching the words
“I’m tired,”
“I’m a failure,”
“I’m stupid –”
I know it sounds stupid,
It’s pathetically foolish
And seems like *******.
If you could read my mind,
You’d feel the tears
I had ever failed to cry;
You’d see the people
That make the weak weaker;
You’d see the monsters
That consume my head;
You’d hear the hollers
That failed to be freed;
You’d see the heart
That still bleeds and bleeds.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see the face
I’ve failed to show back then,
The face I’ve faked back then.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see a character
I had ever failed to become
If you could read my mind,
You’d be able to read
A book you never wished
To touch and read,
But sometimes I still wish
Someone could read my mind.
 20° 
Ariana Bagley
I love him
I tell myself
I know that
We will be together forever
I don’t believe that
We could be separated
My thoughts tell me that
He’s the love of my life
Sometimes my heart lies and says
I could live an eternity
Without him
Like my friends say
“We’re perfect for each other”
And you can’t tell me
He’s not the one.

Now read from bottom to top.
 19° 
Lizzie
The truth is that I wanna cry,
But instead I just shut my eyes, tight--
Pretend that everything is gonna be alright.

And people ask me if I'm okay,
But how can I answer anyway?
I'm scared of what they might say.

I lie and answer, "I dont really know--
It's just not my day and I'm feeling low.
It will be probably be fine tomorrow."

I'm tired of people but sick of me,
Wanting to be alone but so lonely,
Wanting to be alone but so lonely.
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