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Arkley
Arkley
M/Illinois I love poetry and have connected with it ever since I first started writing.
wh ati f iju s ten dm y li f e ri g htno w? w hyd oi ha v et owa i t?
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May 21, 2018
May 21, 2018 at 4:01 PM UTC
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The fallen leaves in the graveyard look very lovely
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Mar 16, 2018
Mar 16, 2018 at 8:07 AM UTC
Graveyard
The Old Oak stands in isolated splendour In the far corner of the garden Skeletal in winter beautiful in summer must be at least one hundred and fifty years old
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Mar 16, 2018
Mar 16, 2018 at 8:05 AM UTC
The Old Oak Tree
Nobody understands you I want to know Why you **** The pain you cause You make warriors fall to their knees Everybody worships you You haunt nightmares You are an evil sorcerer Your prison locks away the forgotten In a place where Creativity, imagination, and color They do not exist They are not welcome I hate you Death You have taken from me You thief! You are evil You torture my mind My body screams for the pain to stop You **** me from the inside out You possess my thoughts There is nothing worse You filthy liar!  You cheater! I hope you suffer beyond belief! I hate you, Death And yet, Without you There would still be pain Sorrow Torture You end all that With one movement What is worse than death? Many, many are worse than Death You may be a devil, Death I will never understand you But You have helped me through life And when it is my time to end I will do it willingly Thank you, Death
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Mar 15, 2018
Mar 15, 2018 at 8:17 AM UTC
Written to Death
Would the world continue if I were not in it? Would the laughter cease? Or would it keep going? Would I live on in memory? Or be forgotten? Would anyone... anybody out there Care? Would Death accept me for who I am? Or leave me? Amid Life and Death Light and Dark Future and Past Will I ever find out?
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Mar 14, 2018
Mar 14, 2018 at 8:37 PM UTC
The Dead Man
Dread accelerates to terrorizing proportions, As the abnormal fear response kicks into gear. Your surroundings close you in, Even when in an open field. Panicking like a life or death situation, Yet the conditions are completely normal. Temperature rises to burning levels, Feeling the heat ******* up your oxygen. Heart rate climbs to a rapid pace, Believing a heart attack is happening. Whenever a panic attack occurs, The key to survival is saying you will survive.
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Mar 13, 2018
Mar 13, 2018 at 8:01 AM UTC
Panic Attack
The rain falls onto the charcoal ground The deepest and darkest of my thoughts weave their way through my mind Circling like a hawk Waiting to stab at the peacefullness welled up inside me Longing to break the endless seams that hide the joyous emotions The icy moon rises to begin it’s torture And the darkness overwhelms me Cracks appear throughout the barricade The darkness continues it’s endless assault My emotions inside struggle to keep the darkness at bay My mind fights against itself Eating itself up Killing itself Until finally, the darkness wins control
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Mar 12, 2018
Mar 12, 2018 at 5:55 PM UTC
The Mind
Pain sat next to me The nerve It sat next to me To give me something I don't deserve It made its apologies It hugged me like a long lost friend And made it's way into my heart I knew this feeling from beginning to end I said "Pain, you have something coming, a big reveal, I'm tired of masking you, suppressing what I feel." It said "Darling, I was wondering when you were going to put up a fight. Now let the world see that only through me, you're inspired to write".
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Aug 29, 2017
Aug 29, 2017 at 9:10 PM UTC
The Birth of A Writer