Hello Poetry

2869°

jay

Roses are red
Berries are blue
She's for me
NOT FOR YOU
if by chance
you take my place
i'll take my fist
and hit your face
:)

THIS IS RANDOM. DON'T HATE MEH PLS

#weird #roses #mine #punch

309°

Just Another Flower

It's not there

It's all in text
It's on your books
You'll find it there
It's there
It is there
I'm sure of it
All your questions have been answered
Of course, it's there
What are you talking about?
What's your question?
Oh...
Well, you'll have to find that out on your own

Some of my questions will never be answered

#questions #books

240°

Samora

Written Words

Why is writing less such a praise?
When writing more makes us gaze,
With undying eyes that is framed,
From an almost broken glass that is hanged,
To see what the other sees,
Through their eyes to ours is a crime,
Not even that we can obtain,
We can feel what the writer feels,
Off from a single page

230°

diane young

Hanging Gardens

Everything tastes kinda grey and feels like ash and I don't feel like the main character in my life anymore and okay I don't actually have anything to say so thank you I'll dry up now

Writers block but like in everything

I'm very very tired and all I want to do these days is sleep. I find myself sleeping more and more recently - sleep, not suicide, is the answer, although it must be noted the former is only a temporary solution. I wish I could sleep forever - not living, not dead, just sleeping.

#imadreamerandsleepisthecousinofdeath #ididnteditorthinktwiceaboutthissodontcomeatme

201°

Jake Phillips

Dear mother

Dear mother
You where there when we needed you
Mother
You came to the rescue

Mother
We thank you
For all you do
So relax this Sunday
And we all say

Happy Mother’s Day

166°

Lama

shell of a human

fatefully inclined
clinically parched
of receiving love
deceptively lied
to protect my heart
logically engraved
emotions to blame
my darkened eyes
when losing sight
how could I
mend my spine
for a soul
that’s not mine

162°

Grimm

love

I never knew a heart could speak
Till i got with you
The day you looked in my eyes,
My heart dreamed loudly

I'll never be the same
My footsteps use to confuse me because i never felt i existed
Until into my life you came

Flowers in your hand don't wither
The clouds above you don't rain
The sun only shines brightest when you smile
Carrying love so blissful only death can compare in vain

Every time
The world seems dreary,
I remember your love and it's a paradise
Each day is heavenly

98°

DrippingWatercolors

Bland

-
a tasteless empty word
like numbness of the fingers
like numbness of the tongue
a numbness of heart
and false plastic lungs
-
bland face
bland skin
bland stomach
and bland eyes
-
gleaming
with
wax satisfaction
in a false candle pose
bland
wax candle prose
written
by plain poet hands
-

I am a wax figurine poet
who writes
beautiful
but bland
verses.

#false #plastic #statuette #clay #wax #stiff

93°

David Lessard

To an unread poet.

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)

79°

shana

YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL

They said,
"The most beautiful art is
looking into someone's eyes
when they talk about the
things they love."
And I said,
"Or looking at someone you love.
Or maybe, just maybe,
by looking at the mirror
is the most beautiful art
anyone should appreciate."

Appreciation post for myself; for you and for everyone as well. You deserve more than the world has to offer.

#love #yourself

65°

Callamasttia

A Truth :

The universe loves a bad joke.

58°

Palpebra

l o y a l t y

for once
i want
to flaunt
my scars
cross all
the bars
fall to rise
again
forget all
the pain
be a little
dramatic
let go of
the arctic
defense
the perfect
pretense
just be me
small stature
with a messy bun
a difficult nature
the weird one
lose fitting shirts
hell no to skirts
no hint of concealer
i'm not a revealer
yes i'm boring
yes i'm lame
but if loyalty is what
you're looking for
then i'm game

#loyalty

57°

Micah

Burnt. The End.

And here we are
the end.

Five years running
and nothing to show

except the slowed
platonic love

and tired
texts

and an absence
of what once was

Except you don't know
do you

know that I'm
leaving us

know that I'm
panicked

into wondering
if I'm behind in
people

experiencing people

I feel I'm at a loss
with you

because we met each other
too soon

and now I'm just pointed bones

and you are the sun

and I'm greedy
for still wanting a piece of you

But I am burnt

The End.

I didn't think I'd write this kind of poem about you.

#love #life #relationship #breakup #thoughts #sad #loss

43°

Adam El-ghirani

Beautiful

From the beginning of life we are born innocent and pure
We laugh without the fears and worries of tomorrow
We see the beauty of life
People's faces, birds singing and the feeling of being unconditionally loved

Leaving us in awe and wonder
Singing with the earth a hymn to the king as we breathe in his very breath

38°

Deidre Lockyer

The Violin’s Shadow

In the morning of yesterday
There were strangers talking in my garden, heads close together
Intent on each other, in whispers
I heard them say your name
And the earth shifted a little...the season moved forward a little
And I heard myself sigh like a dreamer

Harvesting hearts and marigolds
The thief steals in when we least expect it, masqued and lithe
Wanting an exploration of Souls
Oblivious, if we’re generous
But still the knife cuts deeply...the blade turns without intention
And I’m bleeding out like a Madrigal

I loved you too much in the Mirrorfall
I found you in the violin’s shadow
Dust and star tears are my witnesses
I love you
My joy and my abyss

I am trying to believe in a love for me.

34°

Max

Falling

She said "I'm falling in love."

I said "I'm falling apart."

What's the difference?

#love #falling #apart #him #her #he #she #begin #short

32°

Lucas Ennis

Noname

It feels like my wrists are burning
Blood is dripping down my arms
My head keeps screaming
I shouldn't of self-harmed.
My mom is going to be mad.
She's going to hit me again.
Give me another bruise.
Now my scars have some friends.
Just wash off the blood.
Dry off with the towel.
Wrap up your arms.
Go back to your personal bubble.
Isolate yourself for another week little girl.
Take you medicine.
And jump off the hill.

Just a little vent cause I feel icky.

#depression #anxiety #lucaspoems #selfharm #suicide

28°

Mykenzie

Unwritten

So many poems
and stories
have gone unwritten
due to fear of not being good enough

28°

Yousra Amatullah

Dear oppressor

My hair is covered, my intellect is not.
My feet are covered, yet I'm still going places.

My ears are covered, my hearing is not.
My back is covered, yet I'm still standing.

You've imprisoned my tongue, my words will never surrender.
You've imprisoned yourself, yet I'm still trying to set you free.

#hijab #oppression #live #life #my #choice

27°

May

DREAMERS WE ARE

Aren't we all dreamers
With minds afloat
And souls abandoned
in moors of hope
to reincarnate our
dead smiles,
in the form of glittery eyes.

Aren't we all dreamers,
denying fantasies brought to life
by our own wounded hearts?

With stretched out hands,
seeking help that'll never arrive.
Spiralling like specks of dust
amidst the glory of a dawned sun,
until we lose ourselves
in the abysmal depths of our own selves.

#life

26°

Angel-like rain castle

Bear

You are caring,
Passionate, intellectual,
You have an intense pure aura
I feel peaceful and calm around you
I feel drawn to you
When I'm near you it's like a connection that I felt from a past life
Like our souls are connected
Like we are meant to always find each other

26°

vegetarian cigarettes

mother's day poem

maybe next year, but probably not.

hope you choke on ur chocolate <3
(jkjk.....unless????)

09.05.2021

#mom #mothersday #emotional #trauma #imsomeanlol #ineedtherapy

25°

Amelia Delgado

shame on me.

I mistook you for a glass,
When I poured all my love
Into you

24°

Left To Rot

Why?

After someone gives up on their life
there are always many to wonder "why?"
or say "I can't see a reason!"
when the answer was right in front of them
sometimes for years
and they just let it all slide.

#depressive #suicide #true #sad

24°

Eloisa

Still Here

If there comes a time
that you might lose me
Find me in my poetry

#still #here #waiting #find #me #poetry

24°

Colm

A Cry For Quiet

The moment someone knows me
The moment someone sees
I exist
I am present
I am back to being me

And so I go where noone knows me
To where I'm openly not seen
To not exist for a few hours
Is such a blessing
Not to be

The January Lasts

It's not about non-existence. It's about getting away from the self without reset. It's about being... Refreshed. And we all do that differently.

#*** #cry #for #quiet #refreshment #and #escape

24°

tenielle

fake love.

maybe people are meant
to fall in love
but not meant
to be together.

i was coming to terms with this
only to find out
we werent in love.
i was.
you never loved me
you didnt feel anything for me
you tried to,
but loving someone isnt something
you can make happen.

we always said we were meant to be, right?
soulmates
perfect for each other
you said our love was pure
and real
and unbreakable.
look at it now,
its shattered.

falling in love with you
was the easiest thing
ive ever done.
falling out of love
will be the hardest.

i guess the [lovers] code has been cracked.

#breakup #fake #love #goodbye

23°

zumee

Suicide Note commits suicide

Dear Reader,
if you're reading this
it means
I'm dead
as a paper

free

to be etched
with the poem
I tried to write
so many times
when I was m-

23°

Traveler

MAKE YOURSELF

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
.

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

#traveler #tim #contemplation #cccommings #incubus #instruction #rules #directions #help

23°

Nishant Rawat

Expectations

I am drowning in the sea of your expectations of me.
Maybe I am not the one you really need
You are in love with the idea of what I can be.
But if I ever do that, how will I ever be me?.

#expectations

23°

UnitingWriting

I care

The way you stand
The way you sit
The way you secretly laugh for a bit
You’ve been hurt
You’ve been broken
And yet your heart is wide open
You think no one sees
You think no one cares
But that is really just not fair
Because I see
Because I do
My heart is filled by just looking at you

#you #i #care

20°

Ashley Kay

Compression

Entanglement assumes
Subduction
I sink under your
molten compression

Shadow edges and
Depths of quintessence
We merge into earth
With oneness

Ashleykay2021

19°

misha

drunk on you

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

#hearts #mind #soul #girl #lonely #heartbroken #love #drunk #tears #cry

19°

Ariana Bagley

A Reverse Poem

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.

18°

Allesha Eman

Lost in Translation

You are the abundance of stars only visible to the dreamer in the wake of night

The sun and its companions as they glow to shine a light on the surface of your skin

You are the mischief that forms the toothy grin on the face of a child’s curiosity

The everlasting glow on their faces as they question the world around them

And I am lost in translation, confused, amused and somewhat enchanted

To you I am the clouds that hide away your blue skies

But to me I am the ones that shield you from the glare of a jealous sun

And to each other we are foreign, bordered and misunderstood

Lost in translation I’m waiting for you to understand ,
That to you; you’re nothing, but to me; you’re my dreamland

#love #misunderstandings #hope #beautiful #beauty #sun #stars #moon #shining

18°

Erika

half empty

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.

#self #care #love #depression #anxiety

17°

Tanya

Night Therapy

☾

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.

#love #pain #hurt #moon #sun #happy #feel #good #sleep #night

17°

emnabee

The secret life of poets

The poet lives two lives.
One on the outside,
And one in their mind.

When you look in their eyes
You could see an abyss.

If you looked long enough
You could sink into it.

But most people don’t see it.

Take the time to read the words, though,
And you would know for sure.

The poet lives in two different worlds.

A little escape from the madness.
Or maybe, into.

#secret #life #poets