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Hazelblur
Hazelblur
28/F/India Styling my thoughts fashionably has always been my passion, only, I took time to realise it. I also believe my thoughts are always at some level of peril, hence poetry, my way to express, publicly display the thoughts and yet keep them safe and secret.
We dwell in fear of climate change And our society prepares for crimes And if anyone was ever right The big waves might wring out the worst in us The wrath of the sun will demand all damaging apocalypse and the earth may never bear fruit again But it's the desire to not exist a tormented raison d'être - that's what will end us all one day.
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Aug 20, 2023
Aug 20, 2023 at 10:02 AM UTC
A Tormented Raison D'être
Countless lives have thrived Countless have gone by But he, who never set foot on a dead man's land How would he know How pale mornings can be How restless evening proves to be How would he know about Memories so tasteless Love hopeless Train of thoughts broken Soul lonely & grief-stricken
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Aug 20, 2023
Aug 20, 2023 at 10:01 AM UTC
Dead Land
I have so much to say About fears and insecurities, Yet I'd rather scream into the void I have so much to write About the stubborn secrets that run so deep, Yet I'd rather not burden anyone with As much as it all overwhelms me, Today, my heart is so empty Devoid of everything that was ever me And of that strangely familiar orchestrated harmony.
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Aug 20, 2023
Aug 20, 2023 at 10:00 AM UTC
Orchestrated Harmony
You have dried off in the sheets of paper Your looks speak of tiredness in ancient paints A moment of wonder was enough for you to seek out a place A place to live To thrive To explore To complete me I made a choice of letting you dwell Wished you could get rid of survival hunger Here we could be together I let you possess me Now is it me or is it me? Who is me? For sure this is not at all we.
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Apr 8, 2023
Apr 8, 2023 at 11:37 AM UTC
Fear of the Dead
We escaped the city of damp faiths We walked hand in hand Far away, leaving behind waves of unknown Something like... A journey of detached dreams Vagrant souls, landed somewhere far from home Where homes don't have lights of their own Pouring the emotions to the sands sitting under the bright sun We waited for the dusk, then the night. Aspirations reached astronomical height Clear and bright in the dark sky, creating definition. As though projected by a designed searchlight We realised before the dawn Here, happy moments don't feel like a loan Wishes of the unlived unknowns have unveiled Promises made, and you and I We will never, again, become prisoners of lifestyle.
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Nov 1, 2020
Nov 1, 2020 at 10:15 PM UTC
Distrait delving
For a while now I have been visiting the land of newborn grass. They wouldn't lend me what I came for, Told me it's yours. But I met you, my friend. So beautiful, so strong So clueless yet so sure. If you are the believer kind, Pray to your God that May I fear less and live more.
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Aug 31, 2020
Aug 31, 2020 at 6:13 AM UTC
A life to live
Bear with me, I must warn you, My thoughts are alone. Traded a thousand for nothing, With them and the unknown. Left with nothing but a paper and a pen. Let's just say, Lucky are those who can afford to be in tears Every now and again.
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Aug 31, 2020
Aug 31, 2020 at 6:08 AM UTC
Troubled Tales
They say Paris is the city of love Apocalypse is the wrath of God I say play your cards right And get saved from both.
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Jul 20, 2020
Jul 20, 2020 at 9:54 AM UTC
Precautions
I don't belong to the past, it's too revealing I don't belong to the future, it's too overwhelming And I tried to make sense with the present I realised time doesn't claim me.
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Mar 7, 2020
Mar 7, 2020 at 7:39 AM UTC
Where's my mind?
The sense of non-belongingness, And the lonely stare at the stars keeps me cold. My soul has ties to the lies of society and beliefs, yet I am made of dust and mist. The romance of the unexplored universe is an adventure Yet entire beauty is down here - in a lover's kiss Oh, faith, Do play a part in my life I just want to reset and rest The stars don't talk to me, Until the sun rays warm my face.
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Mar 7, 2020
Mar 7, 2020 at 7:35 AM UTC
Looking for a reason