Hello Poetry

298°

Carolina Martin Maqueda

Untitled

and if i die tomorrow don’t worry
i’m already used to hell

#death #dark #hell #danger #unbothered

258°

William J Donovan

Death

it makes us better
   love harder
   never quit trying.
   biting monkeys
   screeching madness
   always on our backs
   a time bomb to
   keep us guessing
   when when when
   the answer is
   too late to matter
   too late to change.

254°

Semihten5

steps

where does it end
the end of this path
don't ask anyone

numbered steps
do not stop through

250°

labyrinth

Life

It always starts, we know
With that timid, first breath
Then some glow or some snow
And it always ends with good old death

#life

214°

Connie Hopkins

Pets And People

Pets are different as are people
Which is in control, do you know?
They are side by side and may think as equals
The feelings they share are beyond compare
They look into each others eyes
With feelings that can't be disquised
Companionship, love and, trust for these are a must
Some may think it is silly, but really
Pets are friends till the end.
By Connie Hopkins

196°

Jerry kizuwili

Apart

I have been here before
I once felt the pain of a broken heart
I came to understand that the feeling doesn't just go away
Everything at that point stops moving,
You get to see nothing, you only feel the suffocation like the ground beneath your feet burns, fingers numb because your heart clearly remembers it all.

154°

Bellie-boo

Snippet of upcoming poem.

Once monsters transubstantiate from the stories liars procreated,
Saints will be demonized, the appendages of justice are amputated,
As the people oblige the varmint to which they are harkened to make sated,
A mythos deepens in the shadows that is the chimera’s birthplace, they illy devour the nests of krait.

Here is just a snippet of my upcoming poem. It has been forever since I posted on here, so I really want to just put some new work out to test the waters. I have been super busy with school - almost finished now - so I have not had much time to write for fun. I have this poem done but it needs editing. Let me know what you think of the dark style of this poem. I want to make a collection that goes dark, then uplifting, then morbid, then enlightened...rinse and repeat.

#darkacademic #darkenlightened #warning

140°

Eloisa

Still Here

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

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

138°

Exosphere

preferences

I just don’t want to be hit in the head
with a baseball bat
when I’m not looking
so if you’re going to hit me in the head
with a baseball bat
make sure I’m looking

124°

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)

97°

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-

81°

The X-Rhymes

NOTHING LEFT

you’re so ****** keen
I’ll do as I’m told
you change what words mean
so scared becomes bold
and movement means still
and captive mean free
and things like free will
what you want them to be
your line stays upheld
by total compliance
and if I rebelled
to Hell for defiance
it is not allowed
to cast any doubt
your voice is so loud
you cancel me out
so I will not say
‘on the other hand’
a different way
you’d not understand
you’re too blind to see
the main cause of stress
adrift in a sea
of self-righteousness
but sleep well tonight
of worry, bereft
since you are so right
you’ve got nothing left.

It’s nothing personal.

61°

gracie

moonfall; a haiku

it was the last time
you ever kissed me goodnight
the day the moon fell

#haiku #moon #moonfall #goodnight

43°

solfang

suffocate

I don't know
if the air on the other side
is fresher or cleaner;
all I know is,
I'm suffocating here

Gonna change to a new job for better career growth; loved my company and the people I worked with

#suffocate #poemoftheday #happiness #growth #career #love #strength #community

39°

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

36°

Kalen Dion

Bloom #1

You can't make a flower bloom.
You can shine all you want
but it won't open
until it's ready.

#bloom #flower #poem #poet #shine #kalendion

36°

Eleventheshyone

Once I loved Lynn

The day came when my pen no longer
Wrote your name
Freedom
Comes in many forms

#love #lost #feelings #goodbye

35°

Poolza

Hurts

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 -

32°

helloitsyellow

poem i've been trying to write

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

31°

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

29°

Caitlyn Fletcher

Too Many Nights

I spend too many nights thinking
Wondering, writing, dreaming
Of someone who doesn't even think of me

29°

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

27°

Beckie Davies

Sign on the Door

I read the sign on the door
OPEN.
OPEN.
OPEN.

I knock and after a pause
I see a girl smelling of roses

She beckons me inside
She offers me shelter

That's when I realise
I have found the answer

finding the answer

#sign #door #romance #shelter #answer

27°

daintypetals

distant melody

I hear a distant melody outside my window
being swarmed by the music of crickets,
and the sighs of the cold wind
it gets fainter and fainter
with every sad breath
and every heartache
my distant melody

27°

taylor styles

pretty.

you told me i was pretty,
but you said i looked prettier on my knees.

#love #*** #relationships

26°

Raven Feels

My Stone

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, don't really know what I'm trying to say here;}

every word in poetry

I want written on my stone in the cemetery

they fly in the perspective

in every human eye changed-disrespective

no faults on the creation all undeniable artistic behavior

faithful not for me loyalty not a word to my savior

hands barely reaching a touch

others marvelous not asking much

-------ravenfeels

#love #hate #art #unknown #seen #touch #poetry #eyes #beams #fiction

25°

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

25°

Coral Florian

our hearts weep

our hearts weep for this inhumane society that we live in
you say you care but we hear you cheering for evil and hate
you say you are a stand for righteousness but we see your arrogance

our hearts weep for the injustice to our communities
you say you care for our families but you throw rocks at us
you say you love our children but you trash their future

our hearts weep

25°

Opal Wood

Broken

I like that I'm broken
It means
Imperfections are normal
As damaged as
My mind is
At least I hold
The key behind
Real art
And beauty

24°

Slur pee

Adulting.

I make my own soup and I kiss my own boo-boos,
I tell tall tales about love, hell, and voodoos.

I cover up my sadness with jokes, smoke, and malice
Who knew living a tragic life could feel so lavish?

God and I have a pretty tight relationship
I talk to him every night when my fingers touch my lips.

I throw my bones at dogs and contort my soul for fun,
Chewed up, spat out. I’m just like everyone.

-SLuR

24°

WILLIAM WORTHLESS

budgie rage

i bought a little budgie and put him a cage
i guess he didnt like it he began to rage
so i bought a mirror to keep him company
hoping this would help him to be temper free.

then i bought a ladder put it in there too
now he could have some exercise like the budgies do
bought a little bell so he could make it ding
tap it with his beak so the bell would ring.

now he looked so happy i went of to bed
then when i arose the poor bird was dead
i bought all the things a budgie he might need
the only thing i never got was the budgie seed

24°

S

See Me

I was there-
I emoted-
I read-
I tried-
But why-
can't anyone-
acknowledge-
the-
work-
the-
acting-
I-
have-
done-
?

I mean, I'm not desperate for attention but an acknowledgement would be nice ya know?

#theater #performance #invisible #selfdoubt #actress #worthy #worthlessness

22°

TheGirlYouThoughtYouKnew

OUR PRETTY EARTH

Soft rains and sunshine
white clouds and blue skies

green leaves
shaking trees

pretty birds
close suburbs

tall mountains
low plains

people
places

our pretty Earth is filled with many things.

happy earth day:)

21°

Grace E

Braille

I traced the texture of your words
Like my heart was blind
And your voice was braille

21°

hugging you

darling,

You're every season
in my life
every reason
I need to survive and
everything that
I want us to be

#crudh #him #love

21°

Sophia

I'm afraid so

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

20°

nim

paris balcony

cigarette ashes
fly on the wind,
as i stare at my black coffee,
it gazes back at me.
black sobranie,
and i debate;
of all the people,
i find it hard to see
is there something
worth seeking.
just like dust,
i let them go
i never looked back
let them think i'm bore.
you may be
a world unseen,
yet i am so tired
no words flow well enough.
i'll just go lose myself
in paint and doubt
while i stare at my coffee,
and flit around.

#paris #cigarette #coffee #balcony #south #west #life #ashes

20°

Diana

Note to Self

You.
Are.
A.
Walking.
Masterpiece.

20°

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

20°

kmr

Control

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)

#depression #sadness #anxiety #fear #hope #happiness #light #breakthrough #life #control

20°

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.

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