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Lunar_labyrinth
Lunar_labyrinth
18/F/Cape town I'm merely trying to make art out of feelings and words that cloud my mind.
There is a certain pain hiding behind your bolted heart that you locked so eagerly for someone who does not even want to find the key, let alone take the time to put the key in the lock, twist the **** and allow you to let them close to you. The hologram of their attention dissipates the second you touch it, for you were never the one it was meant for. And your delusions stare back at you in the mirror knowing that everything between you is completely fictional. You know you were never their muse, their one true love, yet you would do anything to have them chain their heart to yours.
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1d ago
Jun 3, 2026 at 4:35 PM UTC
unobtainable
I look up at you with beseeching eyes, Like an idiot. I ask endless questions, And beg for an explanation, Like a curious toddler. I wait to know what I could have done to experience reciprocated love And be eternally cared for, Like an abandoned puppy. No matter how hard I try to delineate, No matter what I equate myself to, you will never be able to fully comprehend Why my forgiveness is choked back unlike ever before.
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Apr 23
Apr 23, 2026 at 2:55 AM UTC
Simile
Every river that has eroded my cheeks watered the flowers she holds so dearly. Every broken sob was turned into a melody, used to soothe her tenderness. And every wasted minute was added to her coalescence. Now my wounds only heal to jagged scars, left forgotten and unattended. Might she be unaware that my anguish has grown so fond of her? Or is she ignorant of the canyons left in my conscience while her wonderland spirals around your lies? Regardless, with time, she will know That rivers do not stay barren, Flowers wilt without proper care, Melodies go off key And every clock eventually stops ticking.
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Apr 23
Apr 23, 2026 at 12:54 AM UTC
Purloined
Dormancy is defined as a state of suspended growth and reduced metabolic activity that acts as an adaptive mechanism for survival, primarily studied in seeds and perennial plants. They stand frozen, unmoving. The everlasting winter crystalizes your naivety and clots your veins, with the all-consuming latency hidden behind a chemically induced heartbeat, yet you keep moving deeper into the unchartered blizzard. Blind faith in the ability of circumstances to change is the integral difference between people and plants. Humans foolishly wake up in the thick winter and hope for the sun to warm that frost that has settled far beneath your skin. You ache for the rays to trace you softly until the shards within you mend. Plants, however, do not trust blindly, but rather wait until they’ve experienced enough heat to trust that spring is real. What a foolish species we are, expecting warmth from frost and comfort from stone.
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Apr 17
Apr 17, 2026 at 10:52 AM UTC
Apologetically Abscisic
I am autumn Not the autumn the gloom chokes your airways And the chill that strokes your hair preemptively. But rather the last summer sun Clawing through the clouds That are begging for rain. I am the flowers holding onto their last bloom Trying to escape the withering wilt I am the leaves that line cobblestone Piling up And waiting for childlike joy To give me purpose Before I turn to rot. I am the smell of cinnamon and compost Swirling between the morning dew. I am the knowledge that everything will come to an end But the comfort Of feeling that everything will still be okay After the sun falls asleep.
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May 26, 2025
May 26, 2025 at 1:51 PM UTC
Autumnal
Golden pins pushed through my leotard, making deep groves in the wall, ripping the seems of my dreams, puncturing the stars in my eyes, hanging me up for the world to see. A display of fortune That has nothing to do with me. because you dont know this person you pinned up so proudly you only know who you wanted her so desperately to be Anyone but me. With time, the gold leaf flaked off, showing the cheap copper nibs. no facade lasts forever, because i was never your child only your muse.
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Dec 18, 2024
Dec 18, 2024 at 3:36 PM UTC
the muse
Dear beloved sunshine I am endlessly thankful That the blades were too dull, The pills were too weak, The roof was too low. You never would've seen the beauty Of the life we've come to know. The love of our life, The people that came and went The sun shining down on our tattered skin, Caressing every inch Like a lost lover. The pieces you hid That you love more than ever before Never forget how special you are. With all my love - your sunshine
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Aug 18, 2024
Aug 18, 2024 at 10:27 AM UTC
What you would have missed
The rays of the everpresent sun tends to drip on my face in the most unfortunate times With the yellow haze that has clouded the vision of those around me The twinkle in my eye is completely misleading For the moonstone glimmer is anything but a window to my soul It is merely a drop of sunlight That keeps the world away from how I truly feel
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May 13, 2024
May 13, 2024 at 9:13 AM UTC
Little miss sunshine
I have learnt that worth isn't measured linearly For I am good enough for your hungry eyes To trace every curve and fold of my figure Yet I am not worthy of our lips meeting And the warmth of your being infusing into mine. I am attractive enough for you to see me in my most vulnerable state, Yet I should not even dare to wish to hold your hand Because I am only good enough when I don't have any clothes on.
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Jul 28, 2022
Jul 28, 2022 at 12:29 AM UTC
The theory of worth
I've learnt to love thunder It brings me a strange sence of comfort Because it always manages to remind me of you The soft rumble has a similar rasp to your voice And the rain that follows will always remind me of the days I've spent dreaming about holding you while the rain pours outside my window Lightning doesn't frighten me anymore The flashes of light have grown familiar to me Just as familiar as the flash of light in your eyes That seem to spark every time i see you I've learnt to love thunder I've learnt to love you
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Jun 15, 2022
Jun 15, 2022 at 12:14 AM UTC
Thunder