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 481° 
Exosphere
There’s only one thing better than ***, drugs, or meditation
And that’s a good run in the middle of the night
with your tunes just slammin’
That moon is a bonus
 294° 
Kenneth Knowlin Jr
I lay alone in a dark room
In my feelings
Feeling everything around me
Except needed or wanted
I’ve made so many tears
I don’t want to make anymore
Unless they’re falling from my own eyes
So as the thunder rolls in
Stating its presence here with me
The rain chimes in too
Tap dancing on my window
As I continue to lay alone
In a dark room
In my feelings
#feelings #unwanted #rain #alone
 268° 
Pablo Neruda
Ha quedado un olor entre los cañaverales;
una mezcla de sangre y cuerpo, un penetrante
pétalo nauseabundo.
Entre los cocoteros las tumbas están llenas
de huesos demolidos, de estertores callados.
El delicado sátrapa conversa
con copas, cuellos y cordones de oro.
El pequeño palacio brilla como un reloj
y las rápidas risas enguantadas
atraviesan a veces los pasillos
y se reúnen a las voces muertas
y a las bocas azules frescamente enterradas.
El llanto está escondido como una planta
cuya semilla cae sin cesar sobre el suelo
y hace crecer sin luz sus grandes hojas ciegas.
El odio se ha formado escama a escama,
golpe a golpe, en el agua terrible del pantano,
con un hocico lleno de légamo y silencio.
 174° 
Nove
the stars above,
their eyes

the soil,
their bodies

the wind,
their voice

the green,
of their souls

in depth amid
the varied

of infinite
fog and hue

a tapestry forest
of impress

illuminating found
paradise
 127° 
Mr Shankley
I kissed a girl with a broken smile;
nothing could come near.
She carved it with a pocket knife;
slit from ear to ear.
And she wears it like her favourite scarf;
it keeps her from the cold.
So I told her its only woven by
her enemies of old.
 120° 
CAL
this morning while driving
i saw a blazing sunrise

across the empty january fields
i saw myself

sleeping
we are to rejoin the sun

i took the back way
because

well i don't know why
but i'm glad i didn't miss the sunrise

i saw flashes of pain
and all morning

it's been reminders of the things i cannot be
the ways i dissapoint

i hurt people
the way the sun burns our eyes

maybe i am just a deep red, burning
sunrise
i'm such a **** up i can't just have any one good thing
 83° 
Archer
I write for me,
so it doesn't have to stay inside,
where it feeds the monster.
I will starve him to death with folios.

My tears are his water.
They sustain him.
He will become desiccated,
by the relentless flooding of my cheeks.

There is no real escape.
He will only wait.
It's a zero-sum game,
as I grow stronger, he rests against his cage.

The finite fight in me,
forever reminds us,
that we need one another,
to pull the other back from the edge.
 67° 
Jon York
Inside you

is where I want to

be,

thrusting

within the folds

of your mind

penetrating

the sweet softness

of your soul,

throbbing

as I release my love

deep within you.
                                     Jon York   2019.
 55° 
Ashly Kocher
You always need “negative “
Too create the “ positive”
Chemical balance in your life
 54° 
Humble
Dear me,
Don't just sit
Rise, and pursue greatness.

Don't just watch
Go after what you want.

Don't just exist
Strive and start living.

Don't just dream
Work hard and aim for success.

Don't get tired
Keep hiking until you get to the peak.
 53° 
Jonas ernest
Ø
Feel like I'm floating. People talk but I don't really hear. Bought a cat cause I'm lonely but now I despise it because it needs.

Windows have frost, maybe vitamin deficient. Jack it to memories of a faceless  beauty on a night that cared so long ago.

But now I'm haunted. I'll see it soon. Just wish I could be alone; truly, truly, truly alone.  Where no light shines but withers
 48° 
Hakikur Rahman
Come to the zero, float in the zero
Return to the zero
Seeing in the zero, learning in the zero
Consuming in the zero.

Back to the zero, surrounded by the zero
Arranged in the zero
Mixing in the zero, pressing in the zero
Deletion in the zero.

Walking in the zero, talking in the zero
Passing in the zero
Playing in the zero, fairing in the zero
Ending in the zero.
 47° 
rig f laurel
when i died the first time
inhaling an ocean
they said
this was not the plan
turn back.

and when i did
i tried to fly with no lessons
nor wings
and they called me
stubborn.

but i came round
and sought a chainsaw
and then a mermaid
and then death herself
i think she was

and each time
they said the same thing
over and over and over and over:
wrong destiny. wrong destiny.
go again.

the instructions are in a language i do not possess.
 42° 
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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P.s
Hellopoetry wants $10 to put a sunshine on this poem. So I hope you enjoyed it.


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
 41° 
charles bateman
Drowning in sorrow, I walk with a cane , it's real complicated but I'll try to explain. When I was a child, the masks that were worn were there to protect me since the day I was born. I had a mother and a father you see, but that didn't stop the beatings on me. I had nobody, I had not one friend, in school I was bullied and harassed without end. I prayed to Jesus but he never came, my teachers ignored me they added to my shame. This is my story. I tell it with care, why did this happen? why is life so unfair? There are other children whom have it harder than me, they hope for redemption, and a chance to be free. Now I am older, and so blessed to be, now I have friends who share their love and it's free, no more beatings but I still wear a mask, ill take it off if politely you ask.
 41° 
Emma
I know you.
Sometimes you say things, expecting that I won’t understand, and I think it’s strange because
I know you.
That’s what this is. I know you,
And I want you,
And I care about you
Anyway.
Don’t want no one else.
You might not know me,
The stanchions you use to prop yourself up eating all that I have fed you,
In the darkness,
In the night,
But I know you.
And I want you anyway.
 40° 
Emily
Sea
I am the deep, the sky in reverse
I have what you seek, for better or worse

I am the blue of infinite depth
I've swallowed the crews and cleared the decks

You are afraid or maybe intrigued
Of the place where you played and also was freed

Kiss me now like you did before
Give me your vow and the ocean is yours.
 40° 
Nitin Pandey
Birds want to fly,
Branches true or lie.
Squeeze flecking burden eye,
Dreamed a roof, on top of sky...
#burden #squeeze #fly #lie
 36° 
Lala
For you are only human,
You can not do it all.
You will fail and
you will succeed.
In your failures, get back up.
In your success, be humble.
You are expected not to be the best,
But you are expected to try your best.
Feed your curiosity,
Expand your boundaries.
Just remember, you are only human, you can not do it all.
I got asked to write words  I wished someone would have told me, so here are words I had wish I got told.
 36° 
Laila
They’d waited too long to say

“I love you”.

3 words. 3 syllables.

Yet they held millions of emotions unspoken.

and now that they’d done it, they wouldn’t,
couldn’t, stop

they told each other all the time. In the end of the argument and before the good news.

In the middle of the storm, even though it was hard to see, and after, when the raging winds had settled on a breeze

before the rising sun turned the sky pretty colors and after it flickered out and faded away into the dark

Underneath the stars that their love had been etched into

There was no love until death for them. Because it would never stop. Their love was beyond. It rose above any border that would dare to try and stop it. There was no finish line

because they were each other’s end game.  
-L.R
 34° 
alexandre
“Aren’t you afraid of dying?” She asked

“A bit” I lied, knowing **** well deaths the one thing I’ve never feared.
 33° 
Crystal Freda
Why is poetry dying
when we still have the gift?
If we still have water
then we still have a ship.
We can sail to the places
these words take us.
We are still shaken
by the words that make us.
Why should we let poetry die
when there is so much to explore?
If only people read it
and discovered more.
 32° 
LannaEvolved
A resilient connected soul is the vein of a wildly creative heart
 31° 
Alyssa
I poured myself
inside your cup
pretended to be tea
your lips pursed to the rim
burning kiss
bile churns
you forgot
I'm made of sins
 29° 
Karly Codr
sometimes i wonder what it's like
to be a star
to look down on the world
while it's asleep
to watch the lost souls
wander outside at night
and look up at the sky
and smile
i wish i could be a star
 29° 
Flame
I’m so empty
And you’re so deep
That without hesitation
I fell
Just to drown
In you
 29° 
Luna Maria
tears
are the ink
for the pen
a poet uses
to write
- L.M.
 27° 
Mitch Prax
To this day,
your name
still hurts my tongue
but I still say it anyway.
Sometimes I like to
hear my soul
gently tear itself
apart.
 26° 
John Destalo
like the moon
I go through

phases

some of my
lights go out

and I become
dull and distant

give me time
they will come

back on

like the moon
I do not ask

for praise or
forgiveness

it is just a
phase

I am going through
 26° 
Nought
You
You,
Are not imperfect.
You,
Are not like me.
You,
Are all I wish I were.
You,
Are fake.
© Nought, 2021
 25° 
Zack Ripley
If you know you're wanted,
Please don't take that for granted.
Because someone you know
Doesn't know. Doesn't believe.
Has had peers tell them
They're a burden.
They hear it so much, they believe it.
If you're reading this,
And you're feeling this way,
Let me be the first to say...I want you.
I want you to live.
I want you to not be afraid to love.
I want you to find courage and pride.
I want you to rise above.
Because I've been there.
And you deserve to feel wanted.
 25° 
Khoi
Do not be afraid
just like a walk in the park
a Haiku's nature
Thank you Donna
for teaching us
and for your beautiful spirit
You are awesome ✌️❤️🔥:)))
 23° 
Haylin
In the cold, dark
        of January,
         I remembered
              you
        the most.
  As the chill
      snapped bones
              like branches,
     as the afternoons
   bathed themselves
in gray,
     as the birds
and the backs
      shook,
so did my lips
   around your name.
I'm so happy
     January is almost
over now.
 23° 
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
 22° 
Kyle
Tell yourself you're beautiful or handsome,
be proud of it.
It's your look not theirs.
Follow your dreams,
don't hesitate.
It's your dreams not theirs.
Accept yourself and life.
Live your life with happiness and purpose.
It's your life not theirs.
Be confident and believe in yourself.
You are you, you're not them.
To everyone: Believe in yourself. Accept yourself. Live your life with happiness. Be proud of yourself
 22° 
Patrice A
Like the waves,
you pulled away
before I could bend down
to touch you.

But
many times,
you crashed against
my limbs
while my heart
was in the sky.
 22° 
Elias
i miss you
and i'm tired of pretending
that i don't
 22° 
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.
 22° 
Sofie
pretty girl,
beware,
the boys are out to get you
they'll take away your flower
they want what's only yours

pretty girl,
blossom slowly,
stay in your cocoon for now
for summer can only last so long
and soon it will be over
 21° 
Carlo C Gomez
I want to ride the sky,
make believe
the stars are closing in on me,
and in so doing
become as them.

The glow from me,
a night light to some
off-world pier,
where children read
their storybooks untroubled.

An overhead visitor
to their lovely soul's dying wish,
the centrifugal force
keeping amusement park days
aligned with one another.

A tunnel at the end of the light,
cave of sweet
innocent dreams,
from which streams
of merry laughter emerge.
 21° 
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.

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