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It_was_a_very_beautiful_june
It_was_a_very_beautiful_june
17/F What is there to say really? The fact that you've found me on a site such as this is telling enough of me and my mental state :3
Adieu If I've found nothing, you've found me Time past me so I checked it to see I did not move I held my breath lost to you Till you forget Till my name is but a blank slate for a new one How cold this love is Stone could not convey what a waste of breath my death was Stone could not immortalise my ephemeral mortality Ad nihilum
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Nov 26, 2025
Nov 26, 2025 at 2:49 PM UTC
Epitaphs
Don't touch me You don't love me Put your calloused hand over my heart Does it beat for you? You can't even put those three puny words past your lips Yet when I hear ticking handles they're at twelve Is that a sunset or sunrise? We're walking the ledge but your failing heart can't take another ledger All the love I've deposited The sharp breaths your claws caused An unkindness flutters by obscuring the orange view Tell me, do you want to fly? Away to there? Away in here? It beats for you
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Sep 25, 2025
Sep 25, 2025 at 3:30 PM UTC
An Unkindness beats for you
You tell me what a pretty name I have but oh you know nothing of me and my ugly face Grew up in the projects though i never finished mine and that's that "Hope" A lovely name, a mothers lonely wish Does is soften my calloused hands? I know nothing of beauty Was always in the way and into to way cruelty burned away the stains of naïve youth But oh maybe we're cut from the same cloth And we wear it so short To be wanted for awhile A hard labour, it pains us 'till we get to say "How pretty you are my little hope"
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Aug 24, 2025
Aug 24, 2025 at 10:28 AM UTC
To be wanted
Hugging icy vestiges yearning yet earning no ring no, a ghost kiss that drains all of the remnant warmth down, down to, down to where? I lent it all I own This moment is stolen you, who know nothing of me you, who spat out my milquetoast Hold me close whilst reading prose Lick my tears whilst dispelling my fears Call it a fantasy so I can hear your voice I have no choice but to misconstrue to keep you Call it my sanity
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Aug 23, 2025
Aug 23, 2025 at 4:07 PM UTC
Call it my sanity
there's something sharp about your soft edge when you're walking the ledge there's a dullness in my worn words that scratches at your heart tell me how you want it should i walk you off should i turn my back 'cause we both know embracing a star in collapse tightly as to not let go will make it sparkle anyway
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Aug 10, 2025
Aug 10, 2025 at 1:52 PM UTC
Thus gravity suffices
What is money but the means to an end? What is money to you when you are dead? What is a corpse to us if not it's worth in pebbles and gold? What is war but the means to your end?
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Aug 4, 2025
Aug 4, 2025 at 7:34 PM UTC
the end of the means