gravity changed.
it sunk me three feet into the ground.
while you floated away over me
like a red ballon that i had just let go,
to get tangled in the trees.
i waited for you to come back down
get shaken out of the limbs,
by a breeze.
but when you finally came loose
you just drifted further away
from me.
Mar 24, 2019
Mar 24, 2019 at 8:29 AM UTC
You asked me why I like you
But I didn’t want to tell
Some of my reasons are cheesy...
But here is why I fell
I love the way your lips curve
When I make you smile
It makes me want to pull you close
And kiss you for awhile
I love the way your eyes twinkle
When you talk about things you love
I truely believe
You are a gift from above
I love that you are compassionate
You have such a big heart
That was the first thing I noticed
Right from the start
I love the way it feels
When you hold me tight
I finally feel safe
Like I could sleep through the night
I love that you don’t judge me
For my less than perfect self
That is more attractive
Than any amount of wealth
There are so many more reasons
But I’ll start with just this few
Maybe someday
I’ll give this poem to you
:)
Aug 23, 2018
Aug 23, 2018 at 8:42 AM UTC
She was like music,
and I longed to dance.
Her heart was the beat,
and I begged for the chance.
Her words were the vocals,
and I was put in a trance.
Her smile was the melody,
and I fell in love at first glance.
Aug 23, 2018
Aug 23, 2018 at 8:41 AM UTC
Oh self righteous
Smooth woman
Fierce and full of fire
You wonder why
You burn everyone
That comes close
Anyone that dares to
Touch your flames
And feel your wrath
Even on you worse days
You simmer like a low
Rolling boil
No one
Can put you out
What have you been waiting for?
To show yourself your worth
It’s been engraved in
Every decision you’ve made
You’ve broken your own heart
For the greater good
You have found pieces to give
When you had nothing left for yourself
You burn yourself out
To keep others going
And yet you doubt yourself
No, it is not that
You are unlovable
It’s just that
You can’t expect others
To stare into your sun
You are too bright
To feel so dark
You are on a mission
And when you’ve got
Your sights fixed
Ain’t nothing can stop you
Holy woman
Look into yourself and find
What is nobody else’s
******* business
Find it for you
Because she is there
And she is calling
Aug 8, 2018
Aug 8, 2018 at 9:47 PM UTC
How does your garden grow?
With don'ts and can'ts,
and dying plants,
And feelings you should not know.
Does it grow too fast,
But never last,
And promise to stay but always go
Have the weeds crept in,
Or have they always been ,
In the places they should not go
Tell me how does your garden grow ?
With can'ts and why's,
And annoying flys,
And water that does not flow
Tell me why should my garden grow ?
I feed it right ,
Pull weeds from sight,
And all dispite an endless feeling of woe.
Tell me will my garden ever grow?
Jul 17, 2018
Jul 17, 2018 at 8:44 AM UTC
I talk to my flowers and tell them they're beautiful because if I don't, how will they know .
Jun 20, 2018
Jun 20, 2018 at 6:36 AM UTC
I take my coffee black,
because like you it doesn't need any embellishments to Improve its
already perfect form.
Every sip is a punch to my gut,
Awakening my body and mind.
A beautiful tonic to get me through the diurnal course.
The smell bringing back a flood of happy memories stashed in my brain for a rainy day.
And there you are on this rainy day, with your cup of coffee curled up on the couch, staring out into an overcast sky.
Your morning hair pushed to one side, except for that one little piece,
those rebel strands, that refused to behave, and hang over your eye as you sip your black coffee .
Apr 7, 2018
Apr 7, 2018 at 9:18 AM UTC
I want to cry.
I want to scream.
I want to crawl into the safety of my bed where no monsters can get me and whitewash my brain with videos of kittens taking their first steps.
I'm hungry but I don't want to eat.
Those victims don't get to eat.
Never again will they taste pizza or drink a soda or crawl into their beds to hide from the monsters and watch videos of kittens taking their first steps.
I'm sad.
I'm ******
I want to hug everyone that's been hurt.
I want the hurting to stop.
I want everyone to be ok.
Apr 4, 2018
Apr 4, 2018 at 9:56 AM UTC
Mr White Rabbit
Take me down
To where the grass is greener
And the Queens are meaner
I'll follow you anywhere
Down that Rabbit Hole
Cerulean skirts and white lace petticoats
I pout and I cry
I sulk and I lie
Eat me, drink me
I don't know what to think
But I do think
That I pout and sulk and cry and lie
Too much
Pour me a drink
Tea in a teacup
Quibbles wrought in mercury
Perhaps not retrograde
But perhaps a renegade
I believe in fairy tales
I believe in tall tales
I believe in animal entrails
I believe, I believe, I believe
In magic and in mythology
Wonderland, oh, Wonderland
Take me to Wonderland
Let me wander through
The Land of Wonderland
Come with me
Come down the Rabbit Hole
Apr 2, 2018
Apr 2, 2018 at 11:23 PM UTC
If not for hellopoetry
I would have given up
The writing was starting to take its toll
Left me emotionally exhausted
I was forced to take a break
For all my energy it had drained
Sleepless nights, endless lines
Trying to switch off my brain
Left me depressed
When sentences formed
A story I'd tell
About my life in hell
Sometimes dramatised to a new level
Sometimes I have seen myself become the devil
All my emotions that stain the page
The blood, sweat and tears
Written into each line
Left me losing moments in time
And for this writing became a crime
Didn't feel like I was utilising my mind
Until recently I realised this was the only legacy
I would leave behind
I've seen this art in a whole new light
Through words on a page, I've shown my fight
I've shown all my emotions, I have been totally open
Gave my all in every line
Sprinkled in a flavour of rhyme
If not for hellopoetry all I'd have is blank pages
A mind full of lines, forgotten in time
Took some time to unwind
And that is when I realised
These writings and I are bound for life
I've learned to embrace this now
Finally proud of all my works,
how has it taken me this long
To fall in love with this art
If not for hellopoetry
An appreciation I would never have tasted
And this whole community I've embraced it
Don't care if you love or hate it
It's made me make some changes
If not for hellopoetry
There are talents I may never have uncovered
Some of us are still so young,
Still, more room left to improve
The elder ones raising us up
Understanding a whole new love for this art
I once said These lyrics were written in blood
Straight from the arteries from my heart
That metaphorically speaking
I spread all I am, all across the page
Bled the led with what I felt
So much heart into every verse
All this time it was never a curse
It was something special I've been gifted
To get all these thoughts out of my system
If not for hellopoetry
I wouldn't be here...caught within this poetic atmosphere
©2018 Written By Benji James
Apr 2, 2018
Apr 2, 2018 at 11:17 PM UTC