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 710° 
hugging you
now I understand
boys and
promises are
heavenly poisoned
 690° 
Yuri
A wandering heart like yours couldn't be tamed,
left broken is my heart with only myself to blame.
A beautiful mess you are,
a beautiful mess with a wandering heart.

It'll never belong to me,
tears falling hit the floor.
"It'll never belong to me!"
making me want it more.
 630° 
SHREYA
my heart felt so much safe
when you left than
when you first touched me
your love was never peaceful.
 620° 
LeoH
Seriously sad
Trapped in a moment
Set upon a barren table
Nothing to see for miles

Nothing to do
But go deeper
Sometimes the only way out
Is through
 578° 
Brumous
I want to grow up,
for I am incapable to go back
and relieve the feeling of my carefree self

that I once enjoyed
 333° 
michael cera
i could have left you there,

with that nostalgic air,

of someone playing with my hair.

but i was too daring,

rushing into feelings i fear.

just to see some souls,

see me wasted and not care.
 202° 
Ashly Kocher
Overthinking
Breaking down
Whirlwind of emotions
Falling down
Get out of your head
Your on the right track
Times may be tough
But YOUR STRONGER THAN THAT!
 183° 
Caitlyn Fletcher
I spend too many nights thinking
Wondering, writing, dreaming
Of someone who doesn't even think of me
 173° 
Jay
Drowsily dreaming the dreary day away,
I lean 'gainst the sill, looking out on the city.
Deep sighs cascade from my open mouth
Before I close my eyes and hum a diddy,
Remembering the people who've shown me pity,
As the train rattles on heading south.
I had no idea
to call you back
when I lost everything
from my eyes sight.
But I want to get a help.
Indonesia, 14th April 2021
Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho
 155° 
dylan
i miss the old me
the happy me
the driven me
the ambitious me


the me i was before you
the me you broke into pieces
the me that will never return
 155° 
Pushkar Shandilya
You had just stepped into my life,
How can I let you go?
Please stay awake baby. Please.
Take a sip of coffee,
While I make your bed.
Do not utter a word,
You may lose energy.
Don’t worry sweetheart,
I can read your eyes.
Yes, I will switch on the fan,
And put a blanket on you.
Take a sip of coffee,
While I make your bed.
 146° 
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)
 136° 
Sal AK
When happiness fades
faster than a strangers smile,
Only love can make your darkness weak
and your burdens light
 102° 
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
 88° 
Irish
am i not worth the effort
anymore?
am i not worth trying for
anymore?
are we not worth improving for
anymore?
am i asking for
too much?
am i settling for
less?
i know
we cannot be perfect
but is not our love
worth reaching that for?
im not sure how much
i can take
any more
hurt
and any less
effort
can our love still last through
or is it just me?
 76° 
Omar
i miss my sanity
i thought to myself
as i walked   past
  your picture still on my wall
I miss reality
each of my taste buds,       missing
the sweet taste        of your voice,
the faint light of our room
and it shining     on your lips.
 68° 
taylor styles
you told me i was pretty,
but you said i looked prettier on my knees.
 58° 
Mitchell Duran
A sentence

Is the greatest art

Of all.
 56° 
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.
 51° 
N
Bloodstains on the white carpet
She lies supine, gaze fixed on the ceiling
Smothered by an infinite ocean of red
Never to be seen again
 48° 
Safana
I am filled with
happiness, this
time my face is
shine and bright
because I am done
with first day of
this beloved month
"Ramadan"

Alhamdulillah

O' Allah accept it,
Our ibadah and
forgive us
Ramadan Yajma'ana
 44° 
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.
 41° 
Max
She said "I'm falling in love."

I said "I'm falling apart."
What's the difference?
 39° 
Grace E
I traced the texture of your words
Like my heart was blind
And your voice was braille
Time  to have another drink
This ruddy boats about to sink
 36° 
Ashley
i like to think
that you think about me
whenever i'm not around
i like to imagine
that you dream about me
while you're sleeping sound
i like to pretend
that you're missing me
whenever i feel alone
i like to think
that you think about me
even if you don't
L♡
 34° 
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)
 32° 
ARAYNA
She carried the sky
in her mind
the ocean in her eyes
and the golden in her hands
 32° 
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
 32° 
autumn
each night
i dream of you

the way your fingertips
dance so gently across my skin

a warm breath on my neck
rendering my frame to tremble with delight

enthralling my frangible spirit
by the mere sight of your diamond orbs

the saccharine taste of honey
dripping from the lips you press to mine

the things i would do
to finally be with you
 29° 
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
 28° 
BSween
On a patch of the yard
Behind my house
Lives are being risked
And even lost
Nature maintains.
Each end not a spectacle
But a prelude.
This is not a subtle thing
But simply the cost
Of perpetuity.
 28° 
Nylee
I think
my time is near
this time
the end,
I do not fear
the whispers
that i hear,
I am calm,
my breathing,
it is breaking.

hey,
I still care
If you'd care
I exist no more
I am that vain
even in pain,
I'd seek more
as my mind
connects back to you.

The rain has stopped
my heart will too,
it is all part of nature,
the destiny,
we met,
but so unclear
we'd go
as destined to.

So here it is,
my last
thought,
it will be
a fragment of you.
And here it is,
it is the final goodbye,
fare well, you
.
Silence can be comforting
Silence can be calming
Silence can be harming
Silence can be deathly
Silence can be stealthy
In this silence, you can leave me
You can break me
Drown me in this silent sea
This silence is killing me
This silence is chaining me down
Leaving me to drown
While I wish to be free
In this silent sea
~15/4/21
 26° 
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
 26° 
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
.


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
 23° 
Diana
You.
Are.
A.
Walking.
Masterpiece.
 22° 
Simpleton
I loved you more than I hated myself
I still cringe when I meet someone with your name

Your name

Like the slowest poison
It never leaves me

Just slowly eats away

Ah your name

How I wish I could eradicate it from my soul
 21° 
Luz
Broken heart, painful loss.
Remember that you don't lose
what wasn't yours
or wasn't meant for you.
In time you'll understand
that it was a lesson in disguise.

What's right for you
will never pass you by.
Remember that
rejection is God's protection
for you!
 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
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