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Love knocked on the door. I could not resist, locked every door and shut the shutters tight. The darkness seemed safer than the light; I could not be seen in it.
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1d ago
Jun 2, 2026 at 1:27 PM UTC
The weight of love
I can't count the number of times we must die to wake up in places full of forgotten people. Being part of them, keeping all intimate thoughts inside, talking to walls, and listening to the wind. To have the right to be happy this time and not repeat the past again.
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1d ago
Jun 2, 2026 at 1:08 PM UTC
Past, present and future
What if I lost my mind for a moment and swim against the current of everything, to be unlike the rest, even if the current pulls me down? I am not opposed to be with the flow unless it pushes me away. If only could I stretch a moment into forever and become my own river's flow. But your concrete damns hold back any sparks one has. I may pretend to be a drop of water and dissolve into the stream. There is one way and no escape by chasing what cannot be found outside.
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Nov 19, 2025
Nov 19, 2025 at 5:27 AM UTC
What if I lost my mind
Rise and fall. Every word is like a thorn, wounding and tearing me apart. Like a knife scraping against skin. The past, left in memory, leaves my wounds bleeding. I was lost in dreams of the future. Now, everything is mixed up with the past, and the colours of nostalgia warm my heart. The regrets that come with them feel almost justified. I am neither Sartre nor Proust, but I carry a part of Camus within me - a strength that gets me through the tough times. It gives me the will to change my fate. And if we must give up hope, For me, hope goes hand in hand with faith.
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Aug 11, 2025
Aug 11, 2025 at 4:02 PM UTC
Rise and fall.
Wherever I go, I am a guest. In the restless sea of my mind, I find no peace, no rest, No glowing light to guide me. Where is my home, my heaven lost - The one I was meant to find?
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Jul 27, 2025
Jul 27, 2025 at 10:17 AM UTC
Lost
They say we are not enough. The people around us decide in our place. We run too slow and pass too few, It's not a distance in simple miles. There's no time for peace, No finish line. Look at them who came to see, They carry a whip, not a glass of mercy. Don't be afraid and step off the track, Leave the race, stop all the clocks, No need to rush for finite stocks. Walk by the seashore. Let the waves hug you, And wash your fear away. Let all the noise dissolve in the sea, This new life will set you free!
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Jul 26, 2025
Jul 26, 2025 at 5:27 AM UTC
Race of Life
Driven by pride, for a long time, we've searched for the right path. Embraced by self-love, we seek significance to affirm ourselves. Another meaningless day, disrupted by a stirring action, Or maybe stillness and passiveness carry more meaning. Chasing eternal ideas, we neglect pressing matters. Intoxicated with high ideals, we dismiss those closest to us. We pour our strength into chasing the true path, and live in a future that never arrives. So many choices slip away, like grains within an hourglass. The longer we delay, the less we live, and life, alas, won't rewind. When today flies away, leaving no chance to mend broken pieces, only the bitter taste of anxiety over the unattainable and regret for what was left undone remain by our side. Simple words, simple wisdom. Only an open heart can hold them, like a flower starving to grow, not waiting for the deep river's flow. I remember that evening like it was just a month ago. Almost night, the shadows of trees around us, and our hands locked together. Time stopped on the clock for a moment. Like a fish thrown onto the shore, we couldn't handle the scale of this new life. Suffocating under overwhelming feelings, with no air left inside us. I close my eyes, and scenes from the past flash by like an old movie reel. An apartment block, a courtyard with iron football goals, one ball for two teams. How happy we were in those days, when our pockets were empty and our hearts free of envy and rivalry. I close my eyes, and only one question lingers: When did we lose our feelings in a flood of meaningless worries?
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Jun 28, 2025
Jun 28, 2025 at 6:12 PM UTC
Reflection
Driven by pride, for a long time, we've searched for the right path. Embraced by self-love, we seek significance to affirm ourselves. Another meaningless day, disrupted by a stirring action, Or maybe stillness and passiveness carry more meaning. Chasing eternal ideas, we neglect pressing matters. Intoxicated with high ideals, we dismiss those closest to us. We pour our strength into chasing the true path, and live in a future that never arrives. So many choices slip away, like grains within an hourglass. The longer we delay, the less we live, and life, alas, won't rewind. When today flies away, leaving no chance to mend broken pieces, only the bitter taste of anxiety over the unattainable and regret for what was left undone remain by our side. Simple words, simple wisdom. Only an open heart can hold them, like a flower starving to grow, not waiting for the deep river's flow. I remember that evening like it was just a month ago. Almost night, the shadows of trees around us, and our hands locked together. Time stopped on the clock for a moment. Like a fish thrown onto the shore, we couldn't handle the scale of this new life. Suffocating under overwhelming feelings, with no air left inside us. I close my eyes, and scenes from the past flash by like an old movie reel. An apartment block, a courtyard with iron football goals, one ball for two teams. How happy we were in those days, when our pockets were empty and our hearts free of envy and rivalry. I close my eyes, and only one question lingers: When did we lose our feelings in a flood of meaningless worries?
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If I take off all my clothes, what will be left of me? The uncovered body. As it came into this world, free of any tight silks. What would be left of me if I shed the layers that cover my soul? Those that keep me in the dark, blurring my vision of myself! What would be left of me without those non-existent ideas imposed on me when I came into this world?
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Mar 26, 2025
Mar 26, 2025 at 2:32 PM UTC
finding yourself
My thoughts, my words, my actions, Never leave each other, please! When you all drifted apart, Like a fallen leaf, I wandered around, Carried by the restless winds of life And washed up on the shore of anxiety. I fought with the two other faces in me, Defeated all of them. I found the ground beneath my feet, I found my place, my inner peace, When you all merged into one piece.
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Mar 23, 2025
Mar 23, 2025 at 6:05 PM UTC
My thoughts, my words, my actions
It was a noose around my open neck, A poignant bond I could never break, Too tight, too strong as a boa's grip, It strangled me with its embrace, It drained me dry and slept on my bluish face. It was desired like an amazing view, Blinding those who’d never seen it through, And was it called happiness for two.
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Mar 14, 2025
Mar 14, 2025 at 7:56 AM UTC
Happiness for two