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ConfusedPoet
ConfusedPoet
"Every man's life ends the same way. It is only the details of how he lived and how he died that distinguish one man from another." / / -Ernest Hemingway
How could you see me? I was invisible. How could you hear me? I was silent How could you feel me? I was not present And yet you did. Thank you You gave me a voice A song My voice.
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Jan 8, 2015
Jan 8, 2015 at 9:51 AM UTC
Presence
We are born time travelers, Constantly drifting away, Across a vast sea, Of Time and Change. We are resilient, Taking every action to reach, Across the Great Divide, To shake hands with tradition. We are restless, Dreaming endlessly of somewhere else, Sometime else, To fill ourselves. We are loyal, Seeking truth in the lies, We were told in lives before, To question everything. We are joyful, Calling vinyl records and pipes our friends, As we clench supercomputers and earbuds, To drown out the sound of progress. We are unsatisfied, Claiming a lot in life that has passed away, We stare at the past and genuflect To respect the places we will never be.
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Dec 19, 2014
Dec 19, 2014 at 12:00 PM UTC
time travelers
Little raven In your nest Scorned at Laughed at Little raven In your nest They don't see You're beauty All they see Is a squawking scavenger With sharp talons And disgusting eyes Little raven In your nest Don't leave Let me love you Your plumage Is beautiful And shining To me Your voice brings me Joy And memories Of homes long gone Little raven In your nest They may revile you But I love you
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Dec 19, 2014
Dec 19, 2014 at 9:08 AM UTC
Little Raven
It all starts vanishing. Into the cold light You forget a word Then a sentence Then a name Then a paper It all starts vanishing, And you're afraid And tired So tired And now all you feel Is cold Heartless Numb
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Dec 18, 2014
Dec 18, 2014 at 9:07 PM UTC
Numb
I talk too much I speak too loud My stupid round face My stupid round stomach My stupid tongue Not making my words right My teeth are stained And crooked My stupid head Not thinking things through My stupid eyes Lazy and ugly My stupid legs, Not fitting through the crowd My stupid hips Getting stuck in things My stupid stretch marks Making me look like a zebra My stupid ******* Not fitting in anything Why am I always Ugly Fat Clumsy Loud But worst of all, I'm always looking Through my stained mirror
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Dec 17, 2014
Dec 17, 2014 at 3:26 PM UTC
Stained Mirror
Why am I not Happy? I live a good life. Good Friends, Good family, Good everything. I'm not hungry I'm not worrying about my medicine I have a roof over my head. But why am I not happy then? Is it because of that whispering thought Your friends think your annoying Your parents are tired of you You're ugly. And you feel even sadder. But then that other voice pipes in. What are you doing!? Why are you feeling so sorry for yourself?! And you become guilty What are you doing?! You have a house and clothes Food and medicine Stop moping around! And you feel even worse You start aching When you walk And when you breath And you become tired. And soon, crying is every day You can't tell anyone And soon you feel the worst part Of this vicious slope Now you're alone.
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Dec 15, 2014
Dec 15, 2014 at 11:18 AM UTC
The Slope
You don't know how much You have hurt me Over the years Every glare Every shout Every fight Kills me inside I wanted a friend But all I got From you Is an enemy
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Dec 15, 2014
Dec 15, 2014 at 8:09 AM UTC
Brother of Mine
I love you. Not that way Not the way the media says love is. But love. Sisterly love. I love you After all this time When my family became distant And my classmates turning away You stayed I love you And you may look around for love I understand that it'll never fade. And I wish You would too I love you
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Dec 12, 2014
Dec 12, 2014 at 2:09 PM UTC
Sisters
How am I alone? I'm surrounded by friends, By family, But I'm still cold inside. How am I alone? We laugh and eat together And say silly things together But I'm still cold inside. I don't need a group, A mob, or a crowd. I just need One Who will laugh with me like a sister Who I can pour may aching soul into for comfort For one to not be fooled by my loud voice I just need One
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Dec 11, 2014
Dec 11, 2014 at 11:22 AM UTC
Untitled
Would they see me? Never Would they hear me? Never Would they love me? Never
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Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 9:52 AM UTC
Invisible