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Bumble
21/F/Philippines
They say we aren't made for each other. So tell me how to get to the cosmos, tell me your zodiac, let's show them that we'll make it and defy what the stars are saying.
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Sep 20, 2019
Sep 20, 2019 at 4:22 AM UTC
zodiac
I miss the nights you used to hold me in your arms, the way you say “good night” assures me from any harm; missed the way how the sun touches your face every morning, the way you search for my warmth in these sheets, and wrinkle your face when I’m out of reach, I miss the way you sang “good morning” in my ear, with the scent of your favorite coffee hanging in the air. I hate that now you’ll only be a memory Even though you’re already a part of me. I wish she’d bring you happiness, The way I believed I did When we used to be so free and happy, in this now lonely bed.
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Sep 15, 2019
Sep 15, 2019 at 4:43 PM UTC
dream
I was drunk— and I made you my muse. Now that I’m sober— I wanna marry my poems.
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Sep 6, 2019
Sep 6, 2019 at 7:06 AM UTC
tipsy
for all that thinking your liver's damaged from all that drinking Your heart’s too broken from all the hurting your arms too stretched from all that reaching your spirit squashed from all that trying still morning comes again, you’re rising
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Sep 1, 2019
Sep 1, 2019 at 4:58 AM UTC
Your Head’s too small
Your hands in my thighs while we drive through the city lights. I wonder if it’s alright? Your hands are in my waist while we kiss the night away, whispering “this is where I wanna be”; I wonder if it’s alright? Your words of affection are leaving me in a trance. I can’t go back, can’t breakthrough, You have someone that loves you the way that I do, I wonder if it’s alright? I’m slipping through my beliefs All for the love you give I wonder if it’s alright To love you like this.
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Aug 29, 2019
Aug 29, 2019 at 12:57 AM UTC
be my mistake
Death felt lonely So he starts seeking company In my mind is where he stays Seeking comfort in my positive rays
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Aug 25, 2019
Aug 25, 2019 at 2:29 PM UTC
Comforter
For I am always mourning the loss of the life I could’ve led. The music I could’ve played. The love I could’ve had, and given. The light I would’ve beamed, from the knowledge, that I have it. I have the laughter flowing free, awaiting the moment to burst out of my chest. The feeling of utter peace created the trust I’ve innocently lain in my everlasting happiness. The same happiness that has ever so caused me the pain, and sadness, that only comes with loss. The loss of the life that I will never have.
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Aug 24, 2019
Aug 24, 2019 at 9:55 PM UTC
The loss
Death is alive In my head He’s one of my tenants Taking up the most space
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Aug 24, 2019
Aug 24, 2019 at 7:22 AM UTC
Free rent
Why can’t everyone see That love Is a disease No medicine Can ever cure
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Aug 24, 2019
Aug 24, 2019 at 7:05 AM UTC
Scared
I saw my self Killing myself In my sleep
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Aug 23, 2019
Aug 23, 2019 at 11:18 PM UTC
Sleepy