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Cloud_9
I wonder why we have to do so much to get so little in return. Only for it to end so soon. Even though we haven't even celebrated a nicker. Life doesn't make any sense to me. It's like an ocean of uncertainties and I am but a flicker. Too quick to disappear in its vastness. Without ever getting a chance to waver.
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Apr 21
Apr 21, 2026 at 11:29 AM UTC
Waver
I am stuck. In the memory of you. So vivid in my mind. I can almost touch you. Where did you go? Oh, I can't seem to find you! Your face in my memories is starting to wither. But I still can't bring myself to see your picture. Because my heart might shatter. Or worse — I will start to believe you are still here. But you are actually gone. And I am stuck. With a memory of yours.
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Mar 16
Mar 16, 2026 at 8:54 AM UTC
A memory of yours
The flowers died on Monday. But I stayed. Long after everyone left. And the sun started to dip. The birds began to nest. I stayed. Long after the rain soaked us. And the night embraced. I stayed. Hoping to see you smile at me. Asking for your favourite flowers again.
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Mar 15
Mar 15, 2026 at 9:24 AM UTC
The flowers died on Monday.
Last time I asked. I was a burden. This time. I won't let you carry me on your shoulders.
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Mar 9
Mar 9, 2026 at 9:01 AM UTC
Burden
Abuse is not always harsh like in the novels you read. It's gentle in the cruelest way. A cloth wrapped around you like protection. A false security. Ripped slowly, piece by piece.
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Mar 7
Mar 7, 2026 at 11:21 PM UTC
What do you know about abuse?