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Elle_Vee
Elle_Vee
23/F Never would I have thought I would express all of my emotions into words that would be interpreted in so many ways by others. Oh, the joy that could have the reader thought of my poetry or my stories.
Why can't we forget How the weeds grew in our yard The ones we removed
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Apr 28, 2020
Apr 28, 2020 at 12:23 PM UTC
Spiteful
One day, I thought about you. The next day, I iust can't stop. The day after that, you haunt my dreams. A week later, My are around your lifeless body. A week after that, I found a new one, And turned you to ashes.
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Apr 20, 2020
Apr 20, 2020 at 10:44 AM UTC
One day
Wishing this day wont't come You always said to us 'be ready for that day, I'm sick and no longer young' How can we be ready When you took us all by surprise. My father, my brother, our relatives and me, We all cried to our knees. The day we dread, arrived. When we were all looking forward To the weekend, we family always do. I hope you're doing fine, I hope you will breathe fine, I hope your heart is all healed, I hope your tummy aches are no longer felt. Relax and happy with all the puppies, No more screams, No more stress. You loved to sleep Good night for now. We'll pick it up from here. Piece by piece, Day by day. Cherishing all of the memories. Good night forever See you again, In another life.
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Apr 18, 2020
Apr 18, 2020 at 12:32 PM UTC
30th of October 2019
The wall was up high No one dared to cross But we both tried I got stucked in the middle Saw only darkness You fiddled A wail from me a scuffle from you I already knew One thought to understand One ought I'd understood I slowly sank I quickly grabbed A rabbit above Lilies, my favorite, at the top Scratches Bruises A brokenheart One hand held me up Struggled for breathe Forced me to go forward Now I look at the sunrise Alongside him onwards.
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Apr 15, 2020
Apr 15, 2020 at 3:51 AM UTC
Trust forward
She sips another cup, to her it tasted like strawberry, though bitter. It was tea. All she wanted was to dream, to relax, be in peace. A wish to float. It was her reality. But when she woke, She felt chaotic, Thoughts drowning her, she wants another trip
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Mar 11, 2020
Mar 11, 2020 at 4:00 AM UTC
A lush spectre of detachment