Hello Poetry

230°

atticus wilson

Untitled

I don’t write to make you feel pain
I write with hope you may better understand my soul

110°

Robert C Ellis

And I dream
Hang my lower body into the stars
To feed
Like listening to my grandfather
teaching me to tie off the keel
The oceans are the universe
Selling die cast infinity.

91°

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)

82°

jay

THIS IS KINDA WEIRD....

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

76°

Dark Dream

Deeper

Slide into me
Tight rigid flesh
Aching breaths hitting
Pulsing lips riding
Crimson cheeks
Lingering wet fingertips
Flayed and primitive
Grazing the surface
Ritual essence denied
Deeper base of purity
Carnal frames clutching
Erupting into form and shape
Becoming essential and visceral
Instinctive undulating
Reaching the orogeny
Cresting over solid embrace
Luscious tumbles
Twisting skin
I slip in you

#****** #sensual #****** #lust

73°

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°

Michael Marchese

Incentivized

Long lost
Tired toil feeling
Hard work seldom
More appealing
Sore on every corner
Poor
In every way
You can’t ignore
Just let me make some money
Daily
Maybe meet
A pretty lady
Lately that seems
Nigh unlikely
Half my bed is empty
Nightly
Only slightly
Fear the worst
That gifted girl
Left me accursed
Whole world reversed
And snapped me back
On track to death
By heart attack

62°

Connie Hopkins

Well, Well, Well

Well, well, well, I would hear my grandson say
That was the first thing I would hear, each and every day
With his big blue eyes looking into mine
I just smiled and listened as if I were hearing
It for the very first time.

By Connie Hopkins

Jackson James Ferrell is his name he is 9 yrs old and what a clown.

49°

Johnny Dust

7:26am

its 7:26am
and i’ve convinced myself
that you still talk to me
in the form of bukowski quotes
left in places you know i’ll see
i haven’t slept
but when i close my eyes
we still talk a lot

47°

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

42°

David R

Attempt at Suicide

i climb the scaffolding
look down below
spirit faltering
will i die in the blow?

caffeine swirling,
dizziness whirling,
truth obscured
devil-lured

dry darkness,
unfeeling eyes,
dropping, heartless
out of the skies

failing, falling,
faster than water,
missed my calling,
embracing slaughter

but i'm still here,
didn't dare,
risk the fear
of devil's snare

This was a memory. At the moment I do not have any drastic suicidal wishes.

41°

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

40°

Callamasttia

A Truth :

The universe loves a bad joke.

33°

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

27°

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.

26°

Mario Benedetti

Certificado de existencia

Dijo el fulano presuntuoso /
hoy en el consulado
obtuve el habitual
certificado de existencia

consta aquí que estoy vivo
de manera que basta de calumnias

este papel soberbio / irrefutable
atestigua que existo

si me enfrento al espejo
y mi rostro no está
aguantaré sereno
despejado

¿no llevo acaso en la cartera
mi recién adquirido
mi flamante
certificado de existencia?

vivir / después de todo
no es tan fundamental
lo importante es que alguien
debidamente autorizado
certifique que uno
probadamente existe

cuando abro el diario y leo
mi propia necrológica
me apena que no sepan
qu estoy en condiciones
de mostrar dondequiera
y a quien sea
un vigente prolijo y minucioso
certificado de existencia

existo
luego pienso

¿cuántos zutanos andan por la calle
creyendo que están vivos
cuando en rigor carecen del genuino
irremplazable
soberano
certificado de existencia?

25°

Mykenzie

Unwritten

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

25°

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

24°

The Wild Rake

the sallow

Beneath the sallow,
At break of the night
He waits,
The moonlight dusted upon his pale
Fickle
Skin
Periodically, of course
For no longer than a second
Does the mark of silvery light
Linger in one place,
Most of it pushed aside
By the gambolling tears of green
Wept by the weathered
Old
Sallow’s skeleton grown up into the sky.

For context, a sallow is a weeping willow. Considering the other meaning of the word, I thought that made it even more dreary of a tree. The poem has nothing to do with this, I was just bored.

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°

klxsta

Poison.

I DRANK THE POISON I WAS THIRSTY//
DANCING WITH THE DEVIL AND SHE MET ME WITH A CURTSY//
I WAS DRAWN BY THE WAY SHE FOUND TO NUMB ALL THE PAIN//
FROM THAT DAY I SWORE I’D LOVE YOU TILL IT HURTS ME//
BUT SINCE I’VE NEVER BEEN THE SAME//
I TAKE A SIP FOR WHEN I SEE THE RAIN BUT I DON’T STOP IT TAKES A MINUTE TILL MY DEMONS SLAIN//

23°

Hitherwine

Repeat

repeat after me:
you owe
no one
your forgiveness.

- except maybe yourself-

#care

22°

Eloisa

Still Here

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

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

22°

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

22°

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-

21°

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

21°

sonja benskin mesher

.rude things.

draw a jelly fish and what do you see?

with a question mark

write a little story and what do they read?

perhaps we need auto correction

and cleaner minds

i collect soap you know of varying kinds

and ages

it dries and cracks if not stored with care

biscuit tins are useful as the mice can’t get in

we fumble with finger nails to open them

a cleaner find

21°

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°

nearlyapoet

I like you because...

I like things that keeps me guessing.
Things that are beyond my comprehension.
Things i cannot understand at first glance--
and things that would drag me down to a bottomless pit just to quench the thirst.
I like you because...
I found these things in you.

#poem

19°

Teddy S

In Someone’s Eyes

I want to be the light in someone’s eyes,
I want them to look at me like I hold galaxies, universes, and every beautiful star in the sky
I want them to look at me like I do no wrong,
Like every action I take is perfect even the smallest mistake
I want to the sun that shines in their life, the stars that brighten their nights,
I want to pull them like the moon pulls the tides
I want to be magnetic to them
I want them to think my middle name is an appropriate name for me,
Because I want to be as beautiful as a supernova to them
I want someone to treat me with as much kindness as I treat them
I want them to see me as I see them

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.

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°

rebecca

eight of swords

trapped and helpless,
hopeless and tied,
she looks in the mirror,
while covering her own eyes.

the eight of cups represents self-imposed restriction. it's time to open your eyes and realize that it's yourself holding you back. you have all you need to free yourself. belssed be!

#witch #tarot #taortpoems #witchpoems #wicca #wiccan #pagan #eightofswords #trapped #helpless

18°

guy scutellaro

Call 911 by George A. Kary

For no apparent reason
A mirror hangs and covers
an American flag (red, white, and blue)
to catch the reflection
of a handcuffed man
beaten by the police
in the name of law and order
for no apparent reason

18°

ThatGirl

Weird Is Good

Being weird is not bad
Weird is your letting out your innersole
Weird is normal
There is no such thing as normal
Everyone is different
Everyone is weird
You just can't help it
SO BE WEIRD!!!

#******#LIFE

18°

jade

unreachable star

i dont know why i even try.

i cant stop sliding the blade across my skin.
my blood is too pretty to keep it hidden.

so, why try?
i know the urge is going to beat me anyway.

im too far gone.

at this point, mental stability is like a star,
and im stretching out my arms to reach it,
knowing i never will.

im sorry for making this one so sad. i just wanted to let my feelings out. thank you for reading.

18°

the ambience project

comfort in the sadness

comfort in the sadness
a lonely shelter of blue
a blanket of feelings
that is never torn
a space to feel
will i ever know a difference?

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°

Tamila

inside..

inside, it hurts
it screams
it pains
it aches
it wishes and hopes
but never arrives

my heart